I'm a killer with no emotions

Number 67 finally remembered everything.

However it was too late.

The wanton flames had devoured the last inch of his body.

"Ning Zhe..."

At the last moment, he reached out his hand to the handsome man in white clothes like snow under the altar in the fire.

It's just that what he got was the back of the other party leaving indifferently.

The blazing fire burns away all evil in the world.

After a while, only a pile of ashes and a charred corpse remained on the altar.

With a flick of the fingertips of the system beside Lin Yunlan, even the remaining corpse was instantly wiped out.

The faces of the people showed joy.

"The plague is finally gone!"

"The world is peaceful, God bless me Da Yue!"

"That's right! It's the Lord God who blesses us!"

Everyone knelt down and thanked Lin Yunlan.

Only Ning Zhe stopped, looked back at the altar, and left calmly.

Lin Yunlan narrowed his eyes, staring at his back without making a sound.

"God knows that person?"

Seeing this, Ning Xuan bowed and asked.

"No." Yun Lan shook her head, then turned her eyes and asked, "Ah Xuan, do you know his origin?"

When Ning Xuan just came to Hengcheng, he didn't know an unknown young master, so he quickly sent someone to inquire.

The guard came back soon and told about Ning Zhe's move here not long ago and the Spring Festival Poetry Meeting.

"Ning, Zhe...?"

Putting the name in his mouth, Ning Xuan twirled it between his lips and teeth, and spat it out with a little hesitation.

Very familiar name.

He obviously didn't know this person, why did he feel so familiar?

Lin Yunlan was not very surprised, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he slightly hooked his lower lip, and then left in a flash.

Here, Ning Zhe had just returned to the mansion, and before he had time to drink a glass of water, he suddenly fell into an embrace with the elegant lotus fragrance.

"Ning Zhe?"

Lin Yunlan stretched out his slender jade-like fingertips, gently brushed Xia Ningzhe's micro-powdered ear tips, and clasped his waist with the other hand. The strength seemed gentle, but in fact it did not allow anyone to escape.

"Good name, I like it very much."

Ning Zhe frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

He knew that Lin Yunlan was approaching, but what he didn't expect was that he was so courageous that he dared to hug her.

He said lightly: "Let go."

Yun Lan shook her head, "No, I don't want to let you go. If I let you go, I won't be able to catch you anymore."

He rested his chin on Ning Zhe's shoulder, and sniffed the cool breath on his body: "Ning Zhe, you don't know, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Ever since he became conscious, he has been searching aimlessly with no direction.

Sadly, he didn't even know what he was looking for.

But the first time he saw Ning Zhe today, Yunlan immediately understood that he was looking for this person.

Ning Zhe doesn't like him.

What fate, what love in the world, these are the remaining tricks played by No. 67 and those men.

He held Yunlan's wrist, slowly pulled it away in a calm but firm posture, and withdrew from his arms.

Yun Lan wanted to keep him, but was held in place by a mysterious force.

His eyes darkened a little, and his expression was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning.

Ning Zhe sat on the main seat, took a cup of tea unhurriedly, and raised his eyes to look at him: "What does Lord Shangshen want me to be a commoner?"

It's obviously a simple movement, but when he does it, he looks like a noble god on the throne, every move reveals the nobility and elegance emanating from the depths of the soul, which makes people feel ashamed.

Yun Lan paused for a long time, then walked to his side, "I heard that the plague was originally lodged in Mr. Ning's house, and I want to find out about the situation."

"understand situation?"

Ning pulled his lower lip, but he didn't smile, "Everyone has been burned to death by you, my lord, what else do you want to do?"

"The person is dead, but where is the soul?" Yun Lan looked at him fixedly, "During the execution of the fire, what did Mr. Ning throw at the plague demon?"

Ning Zhe suddenly looked at him, leaned closer, and breathed like blue: "Why, do you want to know?"

In fact, Yunlan didn't care about the plague, but just wanted to find an excuse to talk to him more, but Ning Zhe answered him like that.

He paused for a moment, then smiled, his face was handsome and gentle, and he had a showdown with him: "No, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not, Mr. Ning. In fact, I didn't come here because of the plague."

He just wanted to see Ning Zhe.

He didn't know what he was going to do when he saw this man.

If you say you like it, there are indeed so many points.

But what's more, it's actually instinctive rejection and disgust.

His malice towards Ning Zhe is far greater than his liking for him.

But even so, Yun Lan still wants to see him, wants to break his wings, imprison him by her side forever and ever, and make him her pet.

Yunlan knew that he was sick, and since he had such malicious thoughts, he was no longer worthy of being a pure and flawless god in this world.

But he doesn't care, he only wants this person.

——God left the shrine and moved into a private house.

When this news reached Ning Xuan's ears, it had already spread throughout Hengcheng.

In the past few days, the Ning Mansion has been crowded with people, and the thresholds are almost broken by various dignitaries and dignitaries.

Countless people want to have a glimpse of God's demeanor.

Ning Zhe looked at the young man in white who had been following him all the time, even going to bed with him, and finally couldn't help but asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"I want Aning."

Yunlan answered quickly, and even gave him a nickname.

What's wrong with this person, he obviously has no memory, but one or two came to follow him.

Ning Zhe didn't want to entangle with him: "Go back, your people are waiting for you."

Yun Lan said with a smile: "But they add up together, they can't compare to a Ning."

Even if he sees the well-being and happiness of the world, it is better to see Ning Zhe being humiliated once to make him happy.

He really wanted to see the young man in front of him cry. When this man cried, he must be extremely beautiful.

Ning Zhe didn't know what he was thinking, but he could guess the general idea.

Yunlan's feelings for him have become distorted and pathological.

With an indifferent expression, he issued an order to evict the guests and drove them out of the room.

"Ning Zhe, I will come again next time." Yunlan smiled slightly, her appearance was full of dignity and grace belonging to the Protoss, "You must wait for me..."

Of course Ning Zhe would not wait for him.

He has been annoyed enough by Yun Lan these days.

Ning Zhe turned around and found Xing Su, and asked him to pack his bags, and wanted to change another place.

When the two were about to leave, suddenly, there was a soft whine from an unknown corner.

Ning Zhe paused, subconsciously feeling bad.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a soft white ball of light floated out from the edge of his pillow, tremblingly moved towards him, rubbing his face happily.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

cute well behaved (not) a little notice

I'm getting ready to enter the finale, there are still a few chapters left, Kavin is very stuck, I don't want to be fooled, I have to think about it, I will take a night off tonight, and tomorrow... shift, forget it, I will not stand the death flag, today At 12 o'clock in the evening, send a red envelope to fans to compensate, I will definitely be able to (make a fist!)

By the way, do you see the car?The kind of green leather car that is rough and slow, I was thinking whether to put it on Weibo or build a group. Do you have any suggestions for the little angels?