I'm a killer with no emotions

The seal of the Burial Ground of the Witch God, which has been silent for hundreds of years, has been broken!

The place where the bones are buried is related to Tianqi's national destiny, and the things enshrined inside are related to Tianqi's lifeblood, so how can people come and go as they please!

Lin Feishuang's face tightened, and he no longer cared about dealing with the noisy courtiers in the main hall. He pushed away a civil servant who was making a speech, and hurried away from the door.

"Why is the Master Witch in such a hurry? You don't even have time for a cup of tea,"

Just at this time, a black figure walked out from the back of the hall surrounded by the crowd.

The corners of his lips were twitching with a smile, his face was handsome and evil, his dark green eyes were sharp and dark like a falcon, and his whole body was majestic, making people daunting.

"Could it be that there is some kind of beautiful woman hidden in the golden room, which makes the erotic witch so worried?"

Lin Feishuang's heart tightened slightly, he forced himself to smile, bowed his fists and said: "His Royal Highness is joking, how can today's Witch God Temple be regarded as a golden house, not to mention...is there any beautiful woman willing to share with you?" The servants are good with such trash..."

There is a bit of self-deprecation in these words.

There was a hint of playfulness in Qingluan's eyes, "Master Wushi is a genius that Tianqi has not seen in the world for 300 years. If Mr. Wushi hadn't set up a great demon-sealing formation to keep the seal, the temple of the Witch God has long since ceased to exist, and Tianqi is in danger." .

The Witch Envoy has made a lot of contributions, how can he be called a waste?It's too contemptuous of myself. "

Lin Feishuang lowered his head, his face turned slightly pale.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really picked on his sore spots.

Ten years ago, he was the one who re-sealed the magic gate and protected the sacrificial temple, that's right.

But he was the one who accidentally opened the door to seal the demons, plunged the people of Tianqi into dire straits, caused the temple of the witch gods to completely decline, and turned the entire Lin clan of ghosts and witches into ghosts, but it was also him!

If he hadn't insisted on proving his strength, if he hadn't insisted on challenging the Great Seal of Sealing Demons, the door would not have opened, and the demons would never have invaded!

The Lin clan of ghosts and witches, originally a branch of the royal family, was prominent for a while, but because he carried the shackles of Manchu sinners, he became the lowest race in Tianqi.

The sacrificial temple was destroyed because of him, and the clansman died of hatred because of him.

Everyone in Tianqi knew that Lin Feishuang was the witch envoy who sealed the demon gate and prevented the demons from continuing to pour in.

But no one knew that he sealed the Demon Gate with the life of the entire Lin clan!

His people used their own lives as the price, and left the only chance of survival to the two brothers of the Lin family.

Before his death, the grandfather said that the blood of the Lin family still exists, the temple of the witch god is still there, and there is still hope for everything. He entrusted everything to Lin Feishuang.

But Lin Feishuang couldn't say anything.

He could only watch helplessly as his grandfather and his clansmen were wiped out together.

A Lan pulled his sleeve, crying and asked him why.

Lin Feishuang held his head, not daring to look at him.

Why...of course...because of him!

Without him, the Lin family would still be a prestigious royal family, the Witch God Temple would still be the most sacred place in Tianqi, and A Lan would still be that carefree little county king.

None of this would have happened without him!

"What's wrong with the Witch Envoy, his face is so ugly?"

There was a smile on the corner of Qingluan's mouth, and his eyes were indifferently looking down at the young man in white with a hunched waist and a pale and decrepit expression.

Lin Feishuang shook his head, his face turned pale, and he forced a smile and said: "Thank you for your concern, His Royal Highness, and my servant is fine."

He clenched his fists to gather himself, and said respectfully, "I dare you, I don't know why Your Highness called your servants into the palace this time?"

Lin Feishuang knew that the prince in front of him had always hated demons.

Ten years ago, it was he who led the army to defeat the demons, and was able to completely suppress the group of demons who escaped from the gate of sealing the demons, making them submit to Tianqi forever.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loathes him to the extreme for the culprit who released the demons.

If Lin Feishuang wanted to revive the former glory of the Witch God Temple, he had to please the moody man in front of him.

If Babao eunuch's guess is correct, it's because of the succubus' favor.

Guo heard Qingluan say: "I've heard that the witch envoy can calculate supernatural powers. What is the reason for this time? How can the witch envoy not figure it out?"

Lin Feishuang didn't answer.

It is his family, A Lan, who is good at divination and witchcraft.

When it comes to witchcraft talent, he is really mediocre, and he can't even touch the corner of Alan's clothes.

But since the grandfather entrusted the Lin family to him, he will bear this burden even if his head is broken.

Because what he carried on his body were the lives of those clansmen who were killed by him.

Lin Feishuang cupped his hands, as if he wanted to say something, but his expression was a little hesitant.

"But it doesn't matter."

Lin Feishuang paused for a while before sighing: "Ghosts and witches do have secret techniques to find the traces of demons, but the price...is to lose decades of life..."

"This minister is naturally willing to be an ox and a horse for His Royal Highness, but when I think that this temple will be left unattended after a hundred years, this minister... I feel panicked in my heart..."

Lin Feishuang's words were sour and jealous, which was far from his previous free and easy appearance.

How could Qingluan not guess what he was planning.

Life is only a few decades, and the life span of these ten years is even more precious.

In this world, few people would be so stupid as to willingly give their lives for others.

Lin Feishuang was asking him for a reward.

When Qingluan thought of this, he suddenly paused.

At this moment, he thought of the little slave who had died for a long time for no reason.

Perhaps, there are still such fools in the world.

For example, his little slave was so stupid that he had already given up on him, but he still spared no effort to protect him.

The boy walked swiftly and didn't want anything.

But how could he have the heart to let him wander outside alone, restless?

Qingluan's cold eyes slowly revealed a little softness, and even his tone towards Lin Feishuang eased.

"How can I let the sorcerer suffer in vain, I can answer you, after finding someone, rebuild the temple of the sorcerer, and bestow eternal glory, how about it?"

If he wants revival, he will give it.

A mere ghost and witch is not worth his attention.

It's just that the catastrophe he will face after the revival of the temple is probably not something he can bear.

If you want to get something from him, you will pay with your life.

Qingluan sneered in her heart, and left with a flick of her sleeves.

"I'll give you a day to make preparations, and tomorrow I will ask you to prepare the instruments and prepare for the spell!"

The dignified Crown Prince Tianqi's words deserve the weight of nine tripods.

In front of the ministers, he said that he would protect the temple, so there would be no falsehood.

Lin Feishuang breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, I will do my best!"

Seeing that Lin Feishuang agreed so easily, the courtiers around had different expressions.

I have seen people who want to be prosperous and rich, but I have not seen people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for wealth.

There were also veterans who couldn't bear such a pillar to be ruined once, and came forward to persuade him to think twice.

Lin Feishuang shook his head and rejected them all.

Perhaps a lifespan of decades may seem worthless in the eyes of others.

But in Lin Feishuang's heart, if his worthless life can be exchanged for the revival of the Lin family, it would be nothing.

Lin Feishuang hurried out of the palace as soon as His Royal Highness's affairs were finished, and even the eunuch Babao didn't even bother to greet him.

There are so many unjust souls in the Temple of the Witch God, and it is extremely dangerous. The place where the Witch God is buried is heavily sealed, and it is not known whether it was broken by some expert.

If this person was really allowed to take away the thing in the burial ground, even if Lin Feishuang revived the temple and the Lin clan, he would still be ashamed of his ancestors!

All the way quickly dodging and galloping back to the temple, he bumped into a strong, fair and fat man head-on.

"Lin Feishuang! You are back! Let me ask you, where did you hide my little beauty!?"

Wang Bucheng stopped in the middle of the road, trying to prevent Lin Feishuang from leaving.

A few young masters timidly hid outside the temple and probed their brains, apparently not daring to step in.

Lin Feishuang glanced at it, and said with a sneer, "Wang Bufu, I told you that my temple is full of evil spirits! If you die here, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

His sacrificial temple, seen from a distance, is full of shadows, and others never dare to take a step inside

Only Wang Bufu, a fat man, would never repent no matter how many times he said it. Seeing Tian'er running in, he really thought his place was some kind of scenic spot!

Lin Feishuang didn't bother to care about him, so he left him and walked inside.

"If you don't let me see the little beauty today, I won't go back!"

Lin Feishuang pretended to be troubled and didn't want to bother with him, so he didn't drive him away.

Wang Buli raised his eyebrows and snorted, and followed him slowly with his hands behind his back, his fat belly tilted.

It was surprisingly quiet along the way, and the mouth that has always been chattering didn't open much.

Lin Feishuang was surprised when he heard Wang Bu's rough voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Lin Feishuang, I heard that you just volunteered to lose ten years of life in order to gain the trust of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Lin Feishuang frowned, stopped suddenly, and turned to look at him coldly, "I heard?"

It hasn't even been an hour since he came back from the palace, so his "hearing" is too fast.

Wang Bucheng sneered, his eyes narrowed: "I want you to care? You just say yes or no. With the strength of my Wang family, it's not like I can't even find out this bit of news."

Lin Feishuang looked at him for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and laughed: "So what? Why, I regretted not killing me ten years ago, and now I want to send you, an idiot, to kill me?"

Wang Bucheng was angry at first, and then he squeezed out a disdainful smile on his greasy face full of flesh, "If my Wang family wants to kill you, do you think you still have a chance to survive? You don't need me to do it, young master, and there will be a lot of it." The people who are going to kill you! Lin Feishuang, don't take yourself too seriously, your Lin family is nothing!"

Lin Feishuang sneered, and the icy blue water polo suddenly condensed between his fingers, and slammed on Wang Bucheng.

The water polo had an astonishingly cold and murderous look. The guards behind Wang Buluo were startled and immediately wanted to step forward to resist, but they were pushed away by him.

"Lin Feishuang, if you have the ability to do something, you can kill me directly! Those who are not good enough, do you think the young master is afraid of you?"

With a proud expression on his face, Wang Bubu scattered the water polo with just a light stretch of his hand.

——It turned out to have no attack power at all.

"Haha, if you are afraid of my Wang family, just tell me, Master, I will not make things difficult for you. As long as you return the little beauty to Master, we will still be good brothers!"

Lin Feishuang's face darkened, and he was about to speak.

Suddenly there was a "creak", and the closed wooden door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a pale and frail young man.

But what the young man held in his hands was exactly what was enshrined in the Burial Ground, the Lin family's deepest secret!