I'm a killer with no emotions

But he doesn't seem to know anything.

The young man carefully held a snow lotus in his pale and soft hands, and looked at him with joy.

"Lin Feishuang, look, it looks good!"

He was rarely so happy.

Ever since I met the boy, I have hardly seen the boy show off his face like this.

The slightly curved lips seemed to contain a ray of spring breeze, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Lin Feishuang pushed Wang Buchen away, and stood in front of him, his voice could not detect emotion, "You entered the burial ground."

Ning Zhe was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand.

Lin Feishuang took a sudden step forward, grabbed his neck, his eyes were cold, and strangled him to death, "Who let you in!?"

The boy trembled all over, and the snow lotus in his hand fell on the dirty ground, and the white petals fell to the ground.

With soft tears in his eyes, he gasped softly: "Lin Feishuang...don't do this, I'm afraid..."

Lin Feishuang glanced at both sides of the room, and seeing that there were no guards guarding him, his eyes became even colder: "You have made every effort to follow me back, so that's why!"

Ning Zhe stared at his face that suddenly became terrifying and fierce, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Now you should believe it, Ah Zhe, I will never lie to you."

A clear and calm voice sounded from the heart, and it slid into Ning Zhe's ears.

Ning Zhe looked down and glanced at the remnant lotus on the ground.

Angry Snow Frost Lotus.

It was called Shinto lotus by the ancient country of Dayue.

After the end of the Great War 300 years ago, the land where the gods died in ancient times turned into a lake with clear water, and clusters of snow lotus bloomed in it.

The whole body of snow lotus is crystal clear, and it feels like frost and cold to the touch, just like the snow in winter, hence the name.

Perhaps God took pity on the people, and after his death and dao disappeared, he still wanted to protect Dayue.

Every snow lotus contains a trace of the power of heaven left by him for people to understand, so this lotus is also called the lotus of the divine way.

Shinto lotus can cure all kinds of diseases, cure ten thousand poisons, wash the roots and cut down the marrow, and save people with supernatural power.The divine way contained in it, as long as one comprehends a little, one can overcome all obstacles and become a master.

During that time, Lianbo became a sacred place that everyone in Dai Viet scrambled for.

There are endless people who vainly ask Lian to obtain supernatural power, and a killing is unfolding on Lianbo.

God did not expect that his protection would actually promote the growth of death and evil thoughts.

Blood stained the snow-white lotus.

The lotus pond became a pool of blood, in which corpses and limbs floated, bleeding and floating on the oars.

It didn't take long for the Shinto lotus to wither in front of the eyes of the world, and there was not much left.

The last Shinto lotus in the world was raised in the Tianchi of Zhanxing Pavilion until Ningzhe was abolished.

Coincidentally, on the day Ning Zhi forced the palace, the Zhanxing Pavilion was ordered by the high priest to send someone to bring the Shinto Lotus.

When Ning Zhe was pierced through Ning Zhi's heart with a sword, blood splashed and fell into the clean lotus pond.

The last Shinto lotus withered petal by petal under Ning Zhe's nose.

Since then, everyone thought that there was no more Shinto lotus in the world.

But no one expected that the Lin clan of ghosts and witches who hated God the most would secretly hide the Shinto lotus!

And in this Divine Dao lotus, there is still a very weak remnant of God!

If it is said, it will inevitably cause another fight.

No one knows how the purest snow lotus can survive in Tianqi, which is full of witchcraft.

I don't even know why a snow lotus of the god suddenly appeared in the burial place of the witch master.

This is a secret that the Lin family has kept for 300 years. Except for the Lin family's blood, anyone who finds out about it will be silenced.

Lin Feishuang's face had already darkened, and the slight smile that was usually on his face disappeared completely.

Seeing his appearance, Ning Zhe felt confident.

The Boneyard has been set up by the witch master. As long as one thing is moved, the entire Boneyard will be instantly annihilated into ashes.

Only Lin Feishuang knows the way to break the formation.

Ning Zhe didn't get the remains, but saw the Shinto lotus.

When he was staring at the lotus in a daze, a voice from the bottom of his heart told him that this is the lotus of the Divine Dao, which contains the remnants of the gods.

Ning Zhe was used to being possessed by ghosts, and was not frightened by the blessing that dragged No. 67 to come and go without a trace, but he didn't believe what the ghost said.

How could Shinto Lian Xijing survive for so long in this dirty burial place.

He used illusion to condense a Kunwu snow lotus very similar to it, and tested Lin Feishuang.

Now it seems that the lonely ghost in his body did not lie to him, and the remnant lotus in the place where the bones are buried is indeed the Shinto lotus that was regarded as a treasure handed down from generation to generation by Da Yue.

Even, it was a divine dao lotus that sealed the god's remnant soul.

With this lotus flower and the bones of the witch master, the resurrection of the god will be easier.

It's a pity that he couldn't pick that lotus flower.

Seeing that Ning Zhe was silent, Lin Feishuang turned even colder, "Give it to me."

Ning Zhe raised his eyes to look at him, his face was pale, and he swallowed hard, "Give...give what..."

Lin Feishuang's eyes were cold, his face was ferocious, and he no longer looked like a handsome young man in white.

"How dare you pretend to be stupid at this point! Where are the beads in the Shinto lotus! Where are you hiding!?"

What is truly precious is never the lotus, but the things that are nourished in the lotus.

If he loses this, he is the eternal sinner of the Lin family!

Lin Feishuang, who was like a lunatic, made the fat man who was watching the show with his arms around his chest narrow his eyes slightly.

He bent down, picked up a lotus petal on the ground, wiped off the dust in his palm, and looked carefully.

"I really shouldn't have brought you back! The demons have nothing good! Hand over the beads, or you will be buried here today!"

Lin Feishuang's palms became harder and harder, and Ning Zhe's breath became weaker and weaker.

"Stop! Stop! Let him go!"

The voice in Ning Zhe's heart roared angrily.

It's a pity that no one can hear it except Ning Zhe.

"Azhe...Azhe, don't be afraid, I'm here, I said I will protect you...this time, this time..."

The voice gradually became weaker, which may be the reason for trying desperately to get rid of the restraint.

He was going to be out of his wits.

Ning Zhe thought about it calmly, and raised his hand, resting his fingertips on Lin Feishuang's hand.

Just when he was about to cast spells to control Lin Feishuang, Wang Bucheng suddenly said, "This is not the Shinto lotus."

"Go away! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Lin Feishuang was panting heavily, utterly irrational.

Wang Bulo flicked the lotus petals with his fingertips, sharpened his fist with a sneer, and suddenly punched Lin Feishuang in the face.

Lin Feishuang reacted very quickly, and immediately took Ning Zhe back, narrowly dodging.

"Wang Bufu! If you want to die, I can help you now!"

Wang Bucheng snorted coldly, and his fleshy face looked serious, "Don't give your eyes to those in need. Lin Feishuang, I think you are really stupid, even Kunwu Snow Lotus and Nu Xueshuanglian can't tell the difference."

Lin Feishuang was slightly stunned, and let go of the hand that imprisoned Ning Zhe, "What... mean..."

"This is not Shinto lotus." Wang Bubu gave him a contemptuous look, "Are you fucking blind?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly squatted down his fat body and went to help Ningzhe.

The boy avoided him slightly, shrinking back in fear.

He is frightened now, and no one believes him, like a poor little beast driven to a desperate situation.

Wang Bucheng felt distressed for a while when he saw it, his hands paused, he stood up, and took all his anger on Lin Feishuang.

"The Shendao lotus is full of cold air, and it feels cold all over the body. Anyone will become an ice sculpture and shatter in an instant. How can you hold it in the palm of your hand?! Lin Feishuang, I think you are not only blind, but also brainless!" It's flooded!"

As he said that, he fought again, this time he drew out the sword worn at his waist, the blade was extremely sharp.

Lin Feishuang was squatting on the ground to examine the remnant lotus carefully, but he injured his arm when he couldn't dodge for a while, and a big blood hole was drawn, and the blood was gurgling down.

Wang Bucheng didn't expect him to be unable to escape this time, so he froze in place for a moment.

"You...why don't you avoid it!"

Lin Feishuang had completely calmed down at this moment, clutching his bleeding arm, looked at Wang Bubao calmly, and uttered the word "scroll" coldly.

There was a look of anger on Wang Bubu's face, if he left it in the past, he would have to keep pestering him endlessly.

Today, however, he didn't do anything for some reason. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bloody gash on Lin Feishuang's arm, snorted coldly with a sullen face, and strode away.

Lin Feishuang stared at his back, something twitched in his eyes.

Grandpa said that everyone who knows this secret will die.

Obviously, Wang Buxiang has already noticed it.

He should have killed him.

Lin Feishuang told himself this in his heart, but after a while, he only said to him coldly: "The Lin family does not welcome members of the Wang family, and Mr. Wang should not come here in the future. My temple is too small to accommodate Prince Wang is a great Buddha."

Wang Bucheng, who had already walked a long way, heard this, suddenly turned his head, looked at him and sneered: "If you don't come, you won't come, it's really rare for the young master!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Ning Zhe looked at Wang Bushou, then turned his head to look at Lin Feishuang, whose face was pale, and blinked slightly.

Lin Feishuang suddenly looked down at him at this moment, and met his gaze, "God's pulse?"

Ning Zhe stared at him without saying a word. Under his gaze, he put his hands on the ground, slowly crawled over, and pulled out the dagger pinned to his waist.

Lin Feishuang watched him move and did not stop him.

Ning Zhe cut his wrist with a dagger, lifted it up and dripped onto Lin Feishuang's arm.

So visible to the naked eye, the hideous wound on Lin Feishuang's arm quickly began to heal and scab, and finally returned to its original intact appearance.

Lin Feishuang's eyes moved slightly, "It really is you, the deposed emperor of Dayue."

"Azhe..."

The voice from the bottom of my heart suddenly opened, the voice was extremely weak, "You shouldn't have saved him... He was harboring evil intentions towards you, and you revealed your identity again, if he hurts you by then..."

Ning Zhe didn't speak.

He knew in his heart that the Shinto lotus was in the place where the witch master was buried. If this secret was revealed, it would cause a lot of blood and blood. Now that the temple of the witch god is in decline, Lin Feishuang alone may not be able to keep the Shinto lotus.

In order to silence him, he would only kill himself.

Ning Zhe is not afraid of him.

After all, Lin Feishuang is not Qingluan.

Qingluan inherited the power of the Lord of the Demon Clan and is the most noble person of the Demon Clan. Ning Zhe was restricted by the blood of the Demon Clan and could not kill him.

But Lin Feishuang is different, he is just an ordinary person, even though Ning Zhe is very weak now, it is hard to say who will win the battle.

It's just that Ning Zhe doesn't want to fight him desperately yet.

The 67th is coming, and he doesn't want to cause more trouble at this time.

Telling Lin Feishuang his identity was nothing more than to let him keep himself.

The gods are the natural nemesis of the demons.

Now that the great seal of the Sealing Demon Gate is loose, the blood of his god's remnant blood is the best seal.

Ning Zhe knows how to use himself better than anyone else.

The spiritual consciousness in his body quietly looked at his expressionless face at the moment, and suddenly there were countless sadness in his heart.

If he could be stronger, if he could protect him... Ah Zhe... wouldn't have suffered so much.

But until now, he couldn't even break free from this small restriction!

Divine consciousness struggled desperately.

Ning Zhe's soft but emotionless voice sounded softly, "Don't move, your consciousness is about to shatter."

The voice was a little dry, and he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

Ning Zhe slightly bent his lips: "Why do you apologize?"

Because I promised you to protect you.

But I... have broken my promise.

The voice thought bitterly in his heart, but he didn't say it.

Fortunately, Ning Zhe didn't ask too much, and instead said: "You did me a favor, I haven't asked you yet, who are you?"

"I...my name is..."