I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 203 Complete Surrender

The high priest's anger was so ferocious that Ning Zhe was almost suffocated by him, and he couldn't breathe with his mouth wide open.

But he still didn't give in, and pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty and said: "Master is not angry that I seduced Master, but Master is afraid, isn't it?"

The high priest stared at him coldly, without saying a word, but the five fingers strangling his throat became more and more forceful.

He clearly didn't need to use his hands, and with his ability, even a small spell could still make the current Ning die without a place to bury him.

But he punished Ning Zhe in the most labor-intensive way as if he had forgotten about it.

Ning Zhe lay on the ground, looked up at his ice-cold pupils without fear, and laughed, "Master is afraid that I will be tempted."

As soon as these words came out, the high priest's eyes sank, and he suddenly shouted coldly, "Ning Zhe, shut up!"

Ning Zhe slowly closed his eyes and chuckled silently.

The hand on the throat carried an inescapable confinement force, getting heavier and harder, taking away all the air he had to survive...

His breathing was extremely weak, his eyes were a little blurred, and his hands and feet gradually became limp.

The high priest stared at his pair of dead black eyes that were gradually losing their star brilliance, and couldn't help but fell into the long memories.

When Ning Zhe was not the emperor, he was a child who couldn't be more innocent, with an extremely pure and quiet heart.

The high priest told him that each star represents a person in the world.

He believed it, and kept asking the high priest, which star was him and which one was Ningyan.

It was impossible for the high priest to tell him about the Seven Stars of Ziwei, so he casually pointed to two adjacent stars to show him.

Since then, he has often sat on the top of the Star Picking Tower and watched the stars intently for a whole night. Only when the high priest told him to rest, he would obediently go back to sleep.

But since he entered the palace, the high priest never saw him look at the stars again.

The high priest asked him why, he lowered his head and said softly that his star had fallen.

At that time, his eyes were the same as they are now, as if thousands of stars fell from the night sky, the stars no longer shine, and the world has fallen into eternal night ever since.

The high priest didn't know why he thought of such a trivial matter.

What he should be thinking about is clearly that Ning Zhe betrayed him in order to protect Ning Yan, and put his hand into his chest with his own hands.

"Master..."

Ning Zhe's pale lips moved slightly, and he murmured unconsciously.

The two faces gradually overlapped in front of my eyes.

The high priest's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly let go of his hand.

Ning Zhe reflexively coughed a few times, his hands and feet went limp, and he passed out completely.

The high priest looked down at him for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand uncontrollably, picked him up, and gently hugged him into his arms.

Yunlan pushed the door open and came in, squinting at him, with a dangerous tone, "Alian, what are you doing?"

The high priest closed his eyes and did not speak.

When Ning Zhe woke up, he was in Yunlan's arms, and the high priest stood quietly behind him.

"A-Ning, you are my prey."

Yunlan pinched his jaw and lifted it up, with a strange smile on his lips, "Why do you want to seduce others, brother Yunlan treats you badly?"

Ning Zhe turned his gaze and stayed on the high priest for a moment before looking at Yun Lan without saying anything.

"A Ning is disobedient, brother Yunlan is reluctant to punish you, but it doesn't matter, some people are punished for you."

He didn't understand the meaning of what he said, and he didn't mean to explain it. He just hugged Ning Zhe in his arms, took him out of the palace, and walked to the central altar in the center of Wangcheng Street.

It was also at this time that Ning Zhe knew the meaning of his words.

Under the altar became a piece of purgatory on earth, the original ground disappeared, replaced by a huge black pit burning with raging karmic fire, and stone pillars stood at the bottom of the pit.

Thousands of demons were firmly imprisoned on the stone pillars by chains, and were burned to ashes little by little in the hot flames.

Noisy howling and screaming were intertwined, which was so tragic that it was shocking.

At a glance, Ning Zhe saw Chi Yue, Ji Liang and others who were tied deep in the flames.

The body of an adult demon is like cast iron, invincible, and Ji Yi and Cang Lan can still resist the flame with their own strength.

Chi Yue couldn't exert any strength at all, his small body was completely wrapped by the ubiquitous flames, and his body was covered with scorched blood, but he insisted on gritting his teeth and pursing his lips tightly, without uttering a cry of pain.

Probably sensing Ning Zhe's aura, he raised his head suddenly. The moment he saw Ning Zhe, his blood-colored gemstone eyes lit up immediately, and he opened his mouth and said "ahhh" to him twice, with an anxious look on his face. Stop struggling to run towards him.

Ning Zhe stared straight at him, his fingers clenched together unconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Yun Lan laughed out loud, twisted Ning Zhe's jaw, forced him to look at her, and said happily: "A Ning, did you see this, this is what happens when you fight against me, everyone around you will Pay the price for your mistakes and die in front of you one by one!"

When he said this, he paused again, and sighed, "Look at me confused, Ah Ning, a heartless person like you, how can you care about them? Except for Ning Yan, Ah Ning doesn't care about anyone, even if they die If it's gone, you won't be a little sad, brother Yunlan is right?"

Ning Zhe didn't speak, but his eyelashes trembled fiercely, as if some intense emotion was churning underneath, but he was firmly suppressed.

Yun Lan laughed, and asked a god attendant to take up his long sword and stab at the red axe.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to sink into Chiyue's small body, Ning Zhe suddenly said, "Stop!"

The long sword stopped at the sound.

Yun Lan smiled and looked over.

Ning Zhe grasped the hem of his clothes tightly, and said hoarsely, "Let him go."

"Why?"

"Whatever you want, I will give you."

Yun Lan caressed his face lightly with her fingers, "A-Ning, don't think of yourself so important, even you belong to me, what else can you give me?"

"I don't kill you, not because you have any value, but because I want to see your humble appearance begging me for mercy, understand?"

He let go of his hand after speaking.

Ning Zhe fell from his arms and sat on the ground with his legs limp.

"Do you know what to do now?" Yun Lan looked down at him.

Ning Zhe turned his head and glanced at the demons who were burned in the fire pit.

They also saw Ning Zhe, and they called him "Master Shenzi" with painful expressions, and begged him to save his life.

Ji Ye was screaming with all his might to let him go.

Chi Yue had no strength, his small body was curled up on the stone pillar, one of the two small horns on his head was burned off, and his small wings were limply drooping behind his back. His whole body was covered in blood and blackened and burnt flesh.

He was clearly unconscious, but he still opened his eyes desperately, staring at Ning Zhe without blinking, and called out to him with a soft "ah" in his mouth.

Ning Zhe closed his eyes, suppressed the emotions in his eyes, slowly got up from the ground, bent his knees and knelt at Yunlan's feet, knocked his forehead heavily on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let them go...please."

Yun Lan chuckled: "Call me brother."

Ning Zhe's chest heaved violently a few times, panting heavily, and tried his best to suppress the humiliation and said, "Brother Yunlan, please."

The group of struggling and screaming demons in the fire pit slowly fell silent, and countless eyes fell on the weak and curved back above.

Ji Yan clenched his fists tightly, and couldn't help showing distressed and powerless eyes.

They are too big.

He thought that even if he lost to that man, at least he could delay for a while, and thought that with the power of the Lord, Ning Zhe would definitely be able to escape from the passage.

But that day, the high priest didn't even move a finger, and they couldn't help but kneel on the ground, entangled by countless chains, unable to resist the slightest bit.

The man in white didn't even look at them from the beginning to the end. He didn't need to pay attention to them at all.

Because to him, their resistance was nothing but the ridiculous struggle of ants.

No one will care what happens to an ant.

Tears rolled down Ji Yao's eyes, enduring the pain from the burning fire, he roared at Ning Zhe heart-piercingly, "Let's go!"

Ning Zhe closed his eyes without any response.

Yunlan laughed, with a playful look on his face, "Let's go? It's a pity, he won't be able to leave again in his life."

He looked at the young man who actively bent his knees and knelt at his feet.

In fact, he could order Ning Zhe to kneel down, but he didn't want to do that. He just wanted to see Ning Zhe voluntarily submit and fall down.

Yun Lan smiled, bent her eyes, bent down, and patted his head like rewarding a pet, "Get up."

Ning Zhe's body was stiff, he stood up uncontrollably, and raised his head.

The skin on his forehead was torn from the beating just now, and blood was slowly oozing from under the pale skin, like a craftsman traced a stroke of bright red flowers on rice paper.

The High Priest's eyes fell on his forehead involuntarily, his gray eyes were cold and unfeeling, and no waves could be seen.

Yun Lan touched Ning Zhe's wound with her finger, and said distressedly: "It's broken."

He said so, but there was no pity in his eyes, and he had no intention of healing Ning Zhe, so he just grabbed him in his arms and turned to ask the high priest when he could go back.

Ning Zhe was also forced to turn his head.

The high priest's eyes met Ning Zhe's.

He stared at Ning Zhe for a moment, then said softly: "Tomorrow."

He hadn't actually found the remains yet.

The bones of the witch god recognize Ning Zhe as the master, as long as Ning Zhe is unwilling, no one can get it.

If Ning Zhe is threatened with the lives of those demons, the remains will be at his fingertips.

The high priest kept this matter a secret and did not tell Yun Lan.

Yunlan promised to spare the lives of those demons, but did not let them go. She only asked the servants to put out the fire, but they were still tied with chains.

Before Ning Zhe walked away, his fingertips moved slightly, a wisp of cold fire overflowed, spread silently, rushed into the deep pit of scorched flesh, and gently wrapped the unconscious red axe.

Yun Lan didn't notice anything.

Only the high priest glanced sideways at him, his pupils deep.

Ning Zhe quietly looked back at him.

The two looked at each other for a moment, the high priest looked away lightly and said nothing.

At night, Yun Lan hugged Ning Zhe in her arms and lay down with her clothes on.

The meat-eating Gu started to attack again, and it was especially active tonight.

Ning Zhe trembled all over, broken moans escaped uncontrollably from his throat, his fingers convulsed trying to grab something reliable.

The only thing he can catch is Yun Lan beside him.

Ning Zhe arched his body and gently grabbed Yunlan's skirt.

The pain is instantly relieved at this moment.

He found that the closer he was to Yunlan, the calmer the Gu worm became.

Ning Zhe opened his hazy eyes, looked helplessly at the sleeping Yun Lan, and sobbed in despair.

This person is his enemy, hurting and humiliating him endlessly, but now he is the only one who can save him.

The severe pain made Ning Zhe unable to think.

He could only close his eyes in humiliation, shrunk his body, leaned on Yun Lan actively, and completely surrendered to him.

Yun Lan opened her eyes, stared at him glisteningly for a moment, slightly curled her lips, then closed her eyes, and fell asleep with Ning Zhe's painful sobs.

The bloody moon poured out through the window, and it was eerily quiet.

An ethereal snow-white figure lightly appeared in the moonlight, and his emotionless eyes fell on Ning Zhe who was trembling all over.