I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 219 Divine veins are also mortal

When Ning Zhe watched TV at night, he had two extra one-kilowatt light bulbs by his side.

"Such a luxurious and delicious thing, is it really tea?"

Ning Zhe seriously corrected, "It's the fat house happy water."

"This lighting candle is so delicately made that no sparks can be seen."

"That's called an electric light."

"Then what is this flat black slate?"

"television."

"what about this......"

Ji Liang turned around in the system space in amazement, asking a lot of weird questions.

Cang Lan continued to sit next to him, sighing and whispering about Chi Yue and Dark Guard Seventeen in his ears, hinting several times that he should not start in chaos and end up giving up.

"Master Ning Zhe/Shenzi, let me tell you #@%&￥......"

Ning Zhe stared at the dead fish eyes and slumped on the sofa, with his mouth open blankly, his spirit was about to go out of his body.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the two couldn't help turning their heads in confusion, "Ning Zhe/Master Shenzi? You/Did you hear that?"

Ning Zhe suddenly yelled, hugged his head, rushed into the kitchen like an arrow, jumped on No. 67's back, and put his arms around his neck.

"It's going to be broken again." No. 67 said lightly while pouring the noodles into the bowl.

Ning Zhe hugged him even tighter, pressed his face against his back, and sighed listlessly.

"Don't you feel lonely, I specially found someone to accompany you, why aren't you happy?" No. 67 supported his body, turned around, and held him in his arms.

"..." Ning folded her head into his chest, wanting to cry without tears, "It's so noisy, I can't watch TV anymore."

No. 67 wanted to laugh again, "Then put them back?"

Ning Zhe thought for a while, became even more desperate, and slammed his head on his shoulder in pain, "No, the high priest is still outside, what if he is arrested?"

Booth No. 67, "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, so what do you think?"

Ning Zhe burst into tears, "It's none of my business, you brought people in, and you have to make it up to me."

——In the middle of the night, Ning Zhe got his wish and got his compensation.

"Are you comfortable?" No. 67 asked him in a hoarse voice.

Ning Zhe's eyes were blushing, and he felt his body was strange, "Number 67, where are you touching... Ah! Don't go in..."

No. 67 chuckled, "They're next door, they're so loud, but they'll be heard."

Ning Zhe immediately covered his mouth, his body heaved violently, and tears soon came out of his eyes.

"Don't... you, hurry up..."

No. 67 bit his ear, "Where is the hurry?"

Ning Zhe closed his eyes tightly, his lips trembled, and wept softly, "Hu-hurry up..."

No. 67 laughed, but it didn't bother him. He sped up his movements, and soon Ning Zhe opened his mouth, so dazed that he couldn't help himself.

Ji Yun and Cang Lan next door heard the rustling noises and slight crying, both eyes were open, and they just lay there all night with complicated emotions.

In the early morning of the next day, Ning Zhean spent a peaceful morning quietly.

He couldn't help being surprised, "Where is Commander Ji?"

No. 67 picked up a piece of fried egg and put it in his bowl, without changing his expression, he said calmly, "Go to sleep."

Ning Zhe let out an "oh" without doubting it.

After breakfast, the sky outside is also getting brighter.

Xue Heling, who was in charge of monitoring, screamed, saying that someone was walking towards Ning Zhe's cell.

Ning Zhe wiped his oily mouth, quickly left the system space, and returned to the cold and damp cell, pretending that he was still sleeping.

The iron lock on the prison door "clicked", and someone opened it. Someone walked up to him and said indifferently: "Ning Zhe, don't come here without any harm."

Ning Zhe opened his eyes, sat up, turned to look at him, his eyes were quiet, "brother."

Ning Zhi smiled contemptuously, and the face of the young man who resembled Ning Zhe was full of complacency, "Imperial brother? Now that you are a sinner of the Dayue Kingdom, you have long since been removed from the royal surname Ning. My imperial brother?"

Ning Zhe stared at him without saying a word.

Ning Zhi met his gaze, and said with a malicious smile: "Before, Da Viet was almost destroyed because of you, Ning Zhe, do you know? Now the people of Da Viet jointly signed a blood letter, asking me to sacrifice your blood to the common people and comfort the souls of thousands of dead In the spirit of heaven."

He looked down at Ning Zhe, "Do you think I should agree to their request?"

Ning Zhe blinked and said, "The high priest will not agree."

From the beginning to the end, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't care about everything that happened in front of him.

Ning Zhi hated his indifferent attitude the most.

He took a step forward, grabbed Ning Zhe by the skirt of his clothes, and lifted him up, his eyes were stern, "The high priest? That's just an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years! Don't think he can save you! Ning Zhe , this time I will definitely let you die without a place to bury you!"

Ning Zhe tilted his head and asked him, "Why do you hate me?"

During his three years as emperor, he was sorry to the people of Da Viet and the court Zhongliang, but he never did anything bad to Ning Zhi. Instead, he was extremely lenient and gentle to him because of the emperor's orders.

Ning Zhe couldn't think of a reason why Ning Zhi hated him so much.

Just because you want the throne?But hasn't he already got it?

Seeing his confused expression, Ning Zhi suddenly had a killing intent in his eyes, his pupils were red, and he said angrily: "You still have the face to ask me, don't you know what you did to me before!?"

Ning Zhe really didn't know what the emperor did to his younger brother.

After all, he had never even met the emperor, and every time he was called, he would hide behind the curtain and not show his face.As for punishing Ning Zhe, it was always done by others.

Ning Zhe only knew that his face was exactly the same as the emperor's, but he had never seen the emperor himself.

So he paused, and said lightly: "I have forgotten the past."

No. 67 couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

This idiot still thinks the fire is not big enough.

It's good that he didn't say these words, but as soon as he said those words, Ning Zhi's eyes became even redder, bloodshot all over, extremely terrifying.

"Okay... I can't remember!" He sneered, pushed Ning Zhe away, and said angrily: "Since the emperor doesn't remember, then go to hell! The person who died three years ago , now don't come to obstruct your eyes in front of my brother!"

Ning Zhe was pushed onto the couch by him, and his head almost hit the wall.

No. 67 helped him from behind to prevent him from being hit.

His body is illusory, but Ning Zhi didn't realize it.

Ning Zhe looked at Ning Zhi, who was inexplicably emotional, a little confused, and asked No. 67 in his heart, "What did I do to him?"

No. 67 patted his head, "It's not you, don't worry."

Just when the two were in a stalemate, another masked man in black walked in from the prison door, glanced at Ning Zhe, and then said to Ning Zhi: "Your Majesty, the time is up."

The voice is as clear as a bell, it is a woman.

Ning Zhe was startled, and looked up at her.

Ling Ji didn't look at him, but bowed her head respectfully beside Ning Zhi.

Seeing Ning Zhe's dazed expression, Ning Zhi smiled meaningfully, "Bring him out."

Ning Zhe was taken up and taken into the dark torture room, where he was locked on the blood-stained rack.

Ning Zhi held a barbed steel whip from the side, weighed it in his hand, and walked to him.

Ning Zhe's pupils opened slightly, his body stiffened, "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't Brother Huang say that he can't remember?" Ning Zhi smiled at him, lightly raised his wrist, and slammed down the whip, "Then brother can help Brother Huang remember!"

"what!"

......

The shrill screams broke through the sky and spread outside the prison.

The man in Tsing Yi stood under the tree with his eyes closed. Hearing this voice, he frowned slightly, and quietly looked at the dark prison in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master Prime Minister? You are not dealing with court affairs, what are you doing in the prison?"

Yang Yan brought a group of patrolling guards over and greeted him with a smile.

Qin Shen glanced at him, his eyes were clear and cold, and he didn't speak a word.

"Oh..." The smile on Yang Yan's face stagnated, he waved his hands, and said helplessly: "You see, I am useless, this is an order from the emperor, he was worried that you would not do it, so he ordered me Follow behind. Do you think you hesitated at that time, and I have no choice but to do it for me, don't I?"

Qin Shen shook his head, opened his lips and said calmly: "Master Yang misunderstood, I have no intention of blaming you."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Yang Yan laughed, touched the back of his head, and seemed to mention it inadvertently, and suddenly sighed: "Hey, but this little emperor is also pitiful, our Majesty is tortured him inside now... that rough With a steel whip down, even a body made of iron can't stand it, not to mention the little emperor is so..."

Qin Shen suddenly raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly, "Master Yang."

Yang Yan paused, pretending to be ignorant, "Huh?"

Qin Shen looked at him, and said calmly: "Deposed Emperor is already a sinner, Mr. Yang's title may be inappropriate, so be careful."

"..." Yang Yan hesitated, with a forced smile, "Yes, yes, the prime minister is right, but I was negligent..."

Qin Shen didn't say another word, brushed the leaves on his sleeves, turned around and left.

Yang Yan narrowed his eyes, stared at his back, and suddenly called out behind him, "Prime Minister, please stay."

Qin Shen turned his eyes to look at him, his eyes were flat and unwavering.

Yang Yan finally stopped acting hypocritically, smiled, and said frankly: "Your Excellency, you really care about the country. I said it dryly, but you are still indifferent." But Prime Minister, you really Aren't you worried about the people locked up there? "

As soon as he finished speaking, another scream of pain came from the sky prison, which made people's liver and gallbladder split, and the apex of his heart trembled.

Just from this voice, one can imagine what kind of inhuman torture the people inside are enduring.

Yang Yan sighed, "You know how much our Majesty hates him. If he falls into His Majesty's hands, how many days do you think he will live?"

"Prime Minister, if you ignore him, he will really die."

However, after Qin Shen listened to his words, there was still no wave in the bottom of Qin Shen's eyes, even his expression didn't change a bit.

He flicked his sleeves lightly, took a step forward, and said calmly: "Your Excellency Yang is too worried, how could Shenmai die."

Yang Yan didn't want to keep him anymore.

Shenmai are also human.

With the right method, Shenmai will also die.