I'm a killer with no emotions

Huo Chen was seriously injured. He bled a lot and was hungry for two days. He was so weak that he had no strength at all.

Now that Ning Zhe was gently held in his arms with one hand like this, he couldn't break free for a while.

"General, don't waste your energy in vain." Ning half folded his arms around his waist, hugged him in his arms, and held a square clean wet kerchief in his other hand, gently wiping the blood on his cheeks.

"I won't do anything to the general, I said, I'm here to save the general."

"who are you!"

Huo Chen panted slightly, clenched his fingers tightly on Ning Zhe's chest, gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up from him.

Ning Zhe gently opened his five fingers, and carefully wiped the coagulated blood between his five fingers.

"You can't tell the general about this. The general will kill someone if he knows it."

He pursed his lips and smiled, put away the dirty veil that was stained with blood and mud, looked at Huo Chen's handsome face that was much cleaner now, and smiled: "The general looks better like this."

Standing behind him with folded arms, No. 61 couldn't help saying, "My lord, that's not what you said to me that day."

On that day, No. 61 recommended himself as a pillow seat, and Ning Zhe even disliked his appearance.

"The general is different." Ning Zhe told him without looking back.

What's the difference?Not because they are both number 67.

Number 61 sighed inwardly, and did not speak again.

Huo Chen narrowed his eyes and gave him a cold look, "Who is he?"

"An irrelevant person." Ning Zhe touched his face with his fingers, never leaving his eyes, "How does the general feel now?"

For some reason, Huo Chen felt that his serious appearance at the moment looked like a person.

An enemy he now hates to the bone.

"How's the fight going?" he asked the man.

"Da Viet suffered a crushing defeat, the little emperor negotiated a peace by cede land and pay compensation, and he was able to keep Da Viet."

Huo Chen clenched his fists tightly, and a gloomy and bloody look gradually gushed out of his eyes, "Why...does he have no heart! Hundreds of thousands of soldiers, tens of thousands of civilians... how many innocent lives were taken by him? This is how you give it away!"

Ning Zhe thought for a while, then suddenly picked him up horizontally, and in a flash, he appeared in the Dayue Palace.

It was still late at night, and the little emperor was still sleeping on the couch.

"If you want revenge, you can kill him now."

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and Huo Chen was stunned for a moment, staring at the blurred figure behind the bright yellow tent, unable to recover for a while.

Ning Zhe touched his face, leaned closer to his face, and smiled softly: "But the general should think about it, if you really kill the little emperor, you will never see him again in the future, if the general is willing, then you can go go."

He handed the dagger to Huo Chen, held his hand, and slowly stabbed at the person on the couch.

Under the dim light, a sharp snow-white cold light suddenly flashed across the tip of the knife, like a soft cry, which suddenly awakened Huo Chen's reason.

Just when the dagger pierced through the net and was about to penetrate into the body of the person on the couch, Huo Chen's fingers trembled suddenly, he quickly withdrew his hand and took a step back, knelt on the ground unsteadily, and gasped for breath.

"Do not......"

He held his head tightly, sweating all over his head, with a grim and painful expression.

"I can't...can't..."

Ning Zhe stood aside, looked at him quietly for a moment, and said with a smile: "The general is still soft-hearted. This is your bloody revenge. You are the sinner who almost destroyed Dayue. There is nothing to feel bad about."

Huo Chen let out a low growl of despair, like a cornered animal being cornered.

It's not that he can't do it, but something in his heart is frantically stopping him, telling him that if he kills this person, he will regret it for the rest of his life!

But why, why Ning Zhe, why this person must be his little emperor!

He was forced hard, trembling all over, bent over and kept coughing up blood, and blood flowed from the five fingers holding the dagger.

Ning Zhe looked at it for a moment, then walked over and took him into his arms, with a little power in his palm, he patted him on the back.

Huo Chen's consciousness gradually became a little fuzzy, and he forced his eyes open, with a stern look on his face: "You, what did you... do to me!"

Ning Zhe didn't say a word, took him to his original small courtyard, put him on the couch, kissed his forehead, and said: "I didn't do anything, just a little something to soothe the nerves and help sleep. Take a good rest and everything will be fine when you wake up."

Huo Chen naturally didn't trust him, and stared at him with dark eyes, but finally couldn't resist the exhaustion, struggled for a while and finally couldn't hold on, and closed his eyes.

Even when he fell asleep, his brows were still frowning, his whole body was tense and trembling, and he could see how tormented he was.

Ning Zhe sighed, bent down, touched his forehead, and whispered something softly.

In his sleep, Huo Chen felt a warmth pouring into his body from between his brows, wrapping him comfortably and warmly, making the severe pain all over his body slowly disappear.

It seems that someone sighed softly, attached to his ear, and whispered to him in a soft voice: "General, good night."

"emperor......"

Is it the emperor?

Huo Chen raised his hand and desperately chased after his back.

But the more he chased, the farther the man's back was from him, and finally disappeared in a vast expanse of light.

"Your Majesty, don't go!"

Huo Chen yelled in horror, and sat up suddenly, in shock.

"General! You finally woke up!"

Several soldiers immediately surrounded him, kneeling beside the couch with tears in their eyes.

"You passed out in front of the yard last night, and your injuries were extremely serious. Fortunately, God has eyes, or let you come back alive to avenge us!"

Huo Chen woke up startled, and immediately said: "I met a man yesterday, have you seen him?"

Several generals were puzzled: "Who is the general talking about?"

"It's a man, he..."

Huo Chen's voice paused suddenly.

Yes.

What does that man look like?

His eyes and head suddenly fainted for a moment, he yesterday...he yesterday...

What did he do yesterday?

outside the hospital.

"You erased his memory again?"

"Otherwise it will change the future."

No. 61's eyes flickered slightly, and he pushed his glasses, "But my lord, it's almost changed now."

"Let's go."

Ning Zhe ignored his temptation and disappeared in a flash.

......

Dai Viet Palace.

Not long after Ning Zhe left, the people on the dragon couch moved.

"Brother Huang, wake up." Ning Zhi pushed the person beside him.

"What? Don't bother... sleepy."

Ning Xuan grumbled, turned over and pressed him under him, and fell asleep again.

"I'll go, get out of here, you're dead." Ning Zhi kicked him in disgust, and looked outside the tent suspiciously.

Did he misread just now, there seemed to be someone outside?

Ning Zhi narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed, he glanced at the sleeping boy beside him, and sneered.

After the war, the little emperor's prestige plummeted, and now is a good time for him to seize power. He has already arranged everything and only waits for tomorrow to force the palace.

"Brother Huang, this time you planted it yourself. When the time comes to hell, don't blame your brother for being ruthless... huh? huh!"

Before Ning Zhi finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled over by Ning Xuan who was in his sleep, his lips were tightly sealed, his eyes widened and he couldn't say a word.

......

This battle was a great victory, and the whole country of Tianqi Dynasty reveled. Someone in the court took the opportunity to propose to Qingluan about accepting a concubine.

Qingluan sneered, waved his hand and ordered him to drag him down and cut him off.

"Gu's private affairs are not your turn to worry about. If you think that you can intimidate Gu by winning a battle, I don't mind playing with you."

Yes, have fun.

After all, in his eyes, people in the world are just toys.

"How do you do this?"

To extract the soul, it is easiest to obtain it when the person is relaxed.

For Qingluan and Huo Chen, Ning Zhe had already given enough patience, even if he hated Ru Shaozun, he was fortunate enough to get his love and affection.

No. 61 thought he would continue to do this, and did it after gaining the trust of those people.

But he didn't expect that when dealing with Qingluan, he would simply and rudely walk into the dormitory, knock people out in a majestic manner, and directly extract his soul.

Qingluan woke up from the pain.

Ning Zhe tied his hands and feet, stripped his clothes and hung him up, looked at him indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at some goods.

Qingluan stared at him with squinted eyes, and smiled: "Your Excellency, you can approach Gu quietly while he is not prepared. There are many heroes in the world, but Gu has never heard of your name."

Ning Zhe smiled slightly, brushed his fingertips across his naked waist, stopped and circled lightly on his back waist, his movements were ambiguous and provocative.

Qingluan's face changed, and he forced his lips together and said: "If you want to do such a good thing with Gu, it's not impossible."

"Who said I want to do it with you?"

Ning Zhe raised his eyelids and gave him a half-hearted look, his sharp-edged face was expressionless.

"Then what do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Qingluan lowered his head and looked at his naked body. His hands were tied, and he didn't know what medicine had been put on his body.

If he said that the man in front of him would just do nothing and let him go, he would never believe it.

But this person's life is too noble, his aura is as high as the bright moon in the sky, even if he puts even the slightest dirty thoughts on this person, it is an insult to him.

Such a noble person would never do that kind of thing to himself...

Ning Zhe saw what he was thinking, approached him, lifted his chin with a slender finger, hooked his lips and said, "His Royal Highness is soft and beautiful, it must taste good, I really want to taste it."

Qingluan's expression changed.

Ning Zhe watched his face, and continued to say unhurriedly: "But I despise His Highness's dirty body, and I don't want to do it myself. Your Highness, why don't you show me how?"

Qingluan exerted strength secretly, loosened his hands that were suspended, and dropped his toes to the ground.

He rubbed his stiff wrist, raised his eyes to stare at Ning Zhe, raised his eyebrows, and sneered, "Did you think Gu is too weak?"