I'm a killer with no emotions

After Ning Yan took the blood and left, Ning Zhe sat on the spot, staring at the void in front of him, his eyes were dull, and he was stunned for a long time.

He hurts so much.

Mingming No. 67 said he had been given pain shielding, but he still felt uncomfortable.

Ning Zhe thought it was the wound that was hurting.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to shed some tears and let his wounds heal.

It's just that he rubbed it for a long time, until the sockets of his eyes were red and sour, but he couldn't squeeze out a single tear.

Ning Zhe slowly curled up and buried his head in his knees, not knowing what to do.

He lost too much blood, was so hungry that he had no strength at all, and the remaining divine power was about to be exhausted, so he could only bear the pain.

"No. 67, are you back?"

Ning Zhe asked in his mind, but after a long time, no one answered.

67 said he would be back soon, but it's been a long time.

fraud.

Ning moved his lips, and two words came out from his pale and soft lips.

It's just because he has no strength, his voice is small and weak, more like he is angry.

Ning Zhe also found out, and quickly shut up.

He misses 67's TV, but he's afraid he won't be able to wait until 67 comes back to show it to him.

Ning Zhe gently closed his eyes and leaned against the cold wall, his consciousness gradually blurred.

He didn't know that after he lost consciousness, tiny white balls of light overflowed from his body, scrambling to circle around him, making "chirp chirp chirp" sounds, as if they were arguing about something.

Suddenly, an illusory light and shadow gradually formed in the air, and a cold and deep voice suddenly said, "Shut up, hurry up!"

The light groups were startled with fright, Qiqi chirped, and quickly flew towards Ning Zhe, covering the wounds on his cheeks and wrists one by one.

In an instant, the white light surged, almost illuminating the entire dark prison cell.

The guard guarding the cell seemed to be aware of it, and opened the door to take a look, but he only saw Ning Zhe leaning against the wall, but he couldn't see the white light clusters.

He kicked Ning Zhe's body, but Ning Zhe didn't move, he had passed out.

Eventually the guard found nothing and left.

Seeing the guard's movements, the light groups started chirping again, seeming very excited and angry.

Xu Ying said indifferently: "Don't make noise."

The light groups were a little sluggish when they heard the words, so be honest.

Soon, the hideous wound on Ning Zhe's body that was bleeding endlessly was scarred, and the light on the light group seemed to dim a bit.

"go back."

Xu Ying said lightly.

Guang Tuan seemed to want to protest, but Xu Ying said coldly: "If you undo Qin Shen's spell, Ning Yan will never know what your master has done for him until he dies."

Only then did the light group quiet down, and they chirped at him unwillingly, before returning to Ning Zhe's body one after another.

"Make me pay the price?"

Xu Ying murmured and repeated Guang Tuan's words, looked at Ning Zhe again, couldn't help but sneered, and gradually disappeared.

Silence quickly returned to the dungeon.

Ning Zhe, who was in a coma, was completely unaware of these things.

When he woke up, he touched his cheeks and wrists, only to find that the wounds were already scarred.

It's just that the back of the ear is still hot, and the blood is boiling, like a cluster of fire that is constantly devouring his body.

Ning Zhe opened his mouth, but did not make a sound—his throat was also hoarse.

Hearing is still there, just a little fuzzy.

There was a roar in his ears, and the originally small sound of water droplets was amplified several times, causing his head to almost split open in pain.

This reminded Ning Zhe of the kind of flower he saw on Ning Yan when he was in the Xingxing Pavilion.

When Ning Zhe was in the Zongheng Pavilion, he heard those killers mention that this is a long-lost killing spell, and the person caught by the curse will bleed from the seven orifices and die immediately.

The spell had probably already occurred, but it was suppressed by his divine veins, so he couldn't die for a while.

It's just that his seven orifices and five senses have been slowly eroded by the spell, and he will soon become a disabled person.

Ning Zhe sighed, rubbed his belly, and gradually collapsed from the wall to the ground with hunger.

With a "squeak", the cell door suddenly opened.

Dazzling bright light came in, and a handsome figure walked in and stood in front of him.

Ning Zhe raised his head, seeing darkness in front of his eyes.

He couldn't see anyone, but he could smell a sweet fragrance, which he had smelled in Yunlan Pavilion before.

It's Yunlan.

Ning Zhe's fingers twitched for a moment, and a fire ignited in Ruyuan's deep eyes.

Yun Lan instantly felt a cold killing intent.

He glanced at the embarrassed young man on the ground, and couldn't help but smile, "Why, the emperor still wants to kill me?"

Ning Zhe pursed his lips, staring straight at the place where he was with his eyes, without saying a word.

"It's a pity that Ayan plans to exchange your heart for me tomorrow. I'm afraid the emperor won't be able to kill me."

Yun Lan covered her lips, giggling.

heart change...

Ning Zhe's long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and he slowly lowered his head.

The messy long hair mixed with blood and mud slipped from his thin shoulders, covering his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult for people to see his expression at the moment.

"Oh, I forgot something." Yun Lan stopped suddenly with a smile, looked at Ning Zhe, and asked maliciously: "Your Majesty, do you still have a heart? Huh? Hahahahaha..."

Yunlan's vicious laughter echoed in the dead cell, appearing extremely abrupt.

It's just that the only listener didn't respond all the time. It seemed that Yunlan's ridicule was just passing wind to him, and couldn't shake him in the slightest.

This time Yunlan came here to humiliate Ning Zhe.

He thought that Ning Zhe would kneel at his feet and cry for mercy, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even look at him!

He never took himself seriously!

Yunlan was so angry that she couldn't help but took a step forward, raised her hand and aimed at Ning Zhe's face, and slapped her hard!

"What a lowly thing, you dare to show face to me! Ning Zhe, don't you know your identity yet? Do you think you are still Aning? Do you think you are still the person that Ayan is holding in his hand? Ning Zhe Let me tell you, now you are just a slave under my Yunlan's feet!"

"So what if you gave your heart to Ayan? So what if you blocked the spell for Ayan in the Zodiac Pavilion? In Ayan's heart, the person who saved his life was me, Yunlan, who has been with him for so many years. It's me, Yunlan, as for you, Ayan, he will never know that you saved him!"

"Ning Zhe, even if you are a high-ranking god with a remnant pulse, so what, throughout your life, you are nothing but a defeated under my Yunlan, and you are only worthy of being trampled under my feet!"

Ning Zhe lowered his eyes, his long hair covered most of his expression.

Suddenly, Yunlan saw the corners of his lips curl up slightly, his pale but delicate mouth moved slightly, and he said a word silently, "Brother Yunlan, I don't want to kill you."

The frail young man raised his eyelids slightly, revealing a pair of pupils that were as dark as an abyss, so dark that there was almost no light.

Yun Lan's heart trembled when she saw it, and she couldn't help taking a step back.

Ning Zhe stepped forward suddenly, kicked him on the ground, pressed him on top of him, and quickly grabbed his neck.

Yunlan's pupils suddenly dilated, and she struggled in pain.

"Putting...uh..." His neck was thick red, and he soon began to roll his eyes.

Ning Zhe's eyes flashed with a cold fire, and he exhausted all his strength to strangle him by the throat.

"Ah, Ayan...save..."

Before Yun Lan finished speaking, suddenly, with a loud noise, the prison door was kicked open.

A ruthless figure appeared at the door, staring at Ning Zhe coldly, his whole body was gloomy with murderous intent and overwhelming power.