I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 196 This time it is finally his turn to trample Ning Zhe on the soles of his feet

Dai Viet, Astrology Pavilion.

A crescent moon hangs high above the Zhaixing Building, and in the vast and silent night sky, the central Ziwei Wangxing suddenly shines brilliantly at this moment, and the cold light is shining and awe-inspiring.

In the dark attic, the man in white who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed seemed to feel something, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes slightly to look in the direction of the demon realm in the void.

In the distant Demon Sealing Gate, a pale and slender young man is now on the throne, silently controlling the raging fire to take away one life after another.

Howling and screaming everywhere, like a purgatory on earth, only he remained calm as before, looking down on all living beings indifferently amidst the horrific killing.

That majestic and stern alienated posture really resembled the man who had abandoned him.

The high priest closed his eyes lightly and didn't look any further.

At this moment, the wooden door rubbed against each other to make an old dull sound, and a white-clothed priest pushed the door open and entered, kneeling respectfully, "My lord, the divine master has returned from burning incense and bathing."

The God Attendant's voice was about to fall, when he heard footsteps, someone called pitifully, "Alian..."

The high priest opened his eyes.

The sharp blade-like youth figure in front of him has disappeared, replaced by another stunning face that is very close.

"A-Lian, Ning Zhi has been making fun of me while burning incense just now, and you refused to help me."

Lin Yunlan's eyes were wet and red, and he threw himself into his arms with grievance, and sobbed softly, "You don't know how ugly his words are, he even said that I am not worthy of being a god... Alian, is it true, I really Is it unworthy?"

Lin Yunlan raised his head to look at him, tears were criss-crossed on his fair cheeks, his watery eyes were full of hurt, extremely helpless.

The high priest looked down at him, his light gray eyes were neither sad nor happy, as if they could detect all the evils in the world.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and opened his lips lightly, "No, you are the divine master, irreplaceable."

Yunlan heard the words, but there was more water in her eyes, and she looked pitiful about crying, "If this is the case... If this is the case, why didn't A-Lian help me regain that seat? Didn't you promise me?" ?”

The high priest's eyes fell on the star curtain outside the window, his vision was far and wide, and he said after a long time: "The time has not come yet."

"I don't believe it!" Yun Lan suddenly pushed him away, took a few steps back and shook her head.

"Timing timing...you always use this excuse to perfuse me! Alian, do you feel sorry for Ning Zhe and can't bear to do it? Have you been lying to me all this time!"

The high priest bent his knees and knelt down in front of him, his voice was light, "Alian dare not."

"Don't dare? You said you didn't dare, but you haven't done anything yet. You didn't take me seriously at all, and you didn't even recognize me as your master!"

As Yun Lan spoke, tears rolled out of her eyes, and she cried extremely sadly, "You lied to me...you said you waited for me for hundreds of years, you said you wanted to compensate me Fake!"

His hot tears dripped on the high priest's cold white forehead, burning his heart.

The high priest closed his eyes, and his usually cold voice was a little tired, "I see, I will do it as soon as possible."

Yun Lan looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I don't believe it, you fell in love with Ning Zhe, right?"

The high priest raised his eyes, his gray pupils were bleak, and his pale and slender fingertips wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "A-Lian will only be loyal to the master all his life."

"Don't lie to me?"

"Do not."

Yun Lan finally smiled through tears, her eyes sparkling and moving.

"I like Alian the most!"

He happily threw himself into the arms of the High Priest, and rubbed against his arms with attachment, looking at him with sparkling eyes, "Then when is A-Lian going to do it?"

The high priest looked through him and looked into the distant void.

There, a young man in red was slowly walking down from the throne made of dead bones, stepping over the corpses all over the ground and walking towards him.

The high priest stared at him deeply for a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was cool.

"--tomorrow."

......

Ning Zhe was walking, when he suddenly raised his eyes and glanced, his body was a little stiff.

The Young Master lay limply in his arms, opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion, and said in a feeble voice, "...What are you doing again?"

Ning Zhe didn't answer, frowning and looking around for a week.

At that moment just now, he seemed to feel a familiar sight watching him, as if...

"grown ups."

Cang Lan led the people over, cupped her hands and said, "Thanks to your help this time, we were able to put down the chaos in the four cities."

Ning Zhe held the soft Young Master in his hand, and said in a calm voice, "It has nothing to do with me, it's your Lord's credit."

Before, Ning Zhe used cold flames to trap the demons, but instead, the three city masters blew up their inner alchemy, vowing to die together.

Before Ning Zhe could make a move, the young lord was already agitated. Such a small body unexpectedly spread out a pair of huge black wings, which rolled Ning Zhe to protect him tightly, and at the same time issued a powerful attack. , the three city lords instantly lost their souls.

After the death of the three demons, he especially felt that it was not enough, so he raised his hand and summoned several thick purple thunderbolts to come through the air, and wiped out all the resisting demons.

It was only after Ning Zhe picked him up that he slowly calmed down, the red and crazy blood in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he hugged Ning Zhe tightly with both hands and panted heavily.

However, although the enemy was eliminated, he himself was seriously injured.

The pair of oversized black feathers behind him were too much of a burden for him who was still young. After being picked up by Ning Zhe, his wings suddenly shrank into a small one, and shrank and drooped behind his back.

The place where the black feathers grew on his back was ferocious, and the red blood was flowing, and the whole person was limp, paralyzed in Ning Zhe's hands, unable to move anymore.

Even when Ning Zhe mentioned him, he just raised his eyelids to look at him, and then closed them gently.

His small face was pale, blood was all over his body, and he didn't look in good condition.

After all, this is also the body of the Lord, so Cang Lan was a little worried, "After the Lord returns to the palace, I will send someone to find the doctor to treat the Lord, shall we?"

Ning Zhe nodded, agreed, and left here with the Young Master in his arms.

Outside the hall, the army of demons knelt down densely on the ground, all welcoming the presence of the lord.

Just now, even if the young master didn't make a move at that time, with so many people around, Ning Zhe would be fine.

What's more, with Ning Zhe's ability, he will not be hurt by these demons at all.

However, the Young Master, who had always been at odds with him, chose to protect him

Back in the hall, Ning Zhe put the Young Master on the couch, scrubbed his body and bandaged his wound, then sat aside, watching him quietly, without speaking for a long time.

The Young Master gently opened his eyes, and glanced at him weakly, "What bad idea are you thinking?"

Ning Zhe wanted to ask him why he did this, but he just thought about it and didn't say anything.

He lightly scratched the young lord's exposed white soft belly, and channeled some divine power to him.

The young master's frown gradually eased, then he took a deep breath and slapped his hand away, "I don't need your help!"

Ning Zhe didn't care too much, he didn't give up, so he stopped.

It happened that someone knocked on the door outside the hall, and the maid led the doctor in.

This doctor is still the old miracle doctor that the secret guard Seventeen found from outside the Demon Realm, and has been locked up in the deep palace all alone. After the secret guard Seventeen disappeared, no one took care of him anymore.

The old genius doctor lived comfortably in the palace alone, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

After diagnosing and treating the young lord, the old genius doctor frowned, put on airs, shook his head and sighed: "It's not easy!"

Ning Zhe raised his head slightly, looked at him quietly, and waited for him to continue.

His gaze was not threatening at all, and it could even be said to be gentler than that of Dark Guard Seventeen back then, but the old genius doctor couldn't help but took a step back, and was shocked into a cold sweat.

Ning Zhe waited for him for a long time, but he didn't see him not talking, so he couldn't help asking: "What's difficult?"

The old genius doctor stared, and under the panic, he blurted out: "Life is short!"

This time he didn't talk nonsense, the pulse condition in the young master's main body was extremely disordered, and the qi and blood loss on the face was serious, it was indeed incurable.

Ning Zhe heard him finish speaking tremblingly, and didn't make things difficult for him, and asked the maid to lead him down and sent him out of the Demon Realm.

It wasn't until he stepped on Tianqi's land that the old genius doctor couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

Who is this boy?

On the surface, it looks indistinct, but when those eyes are staring at you, it makes you feel the slightest bit of disbelief, and your heart is extremely frightened and timid.

The old genius doctor shook his head, and quickly walked away, not daring to think any more.

But he didn't know that just as his front foot left, the boundary where he was originally staying was exploded by a snow-white thunder with a "boom".

The many demon guards guarding the Demon Sealing Gate were blown to ashes by this blow before they could even react.

Dust was flying all around, the fire was burning, and gunpowder smoke was everywhere.

When the dust, smoke, thunder and fire dissipated, a large snow-white figure appeared in the empty space.

Thousands of white-clothed god servants in the Xingxing Pavilion are armored, holding snow-colored long swords, and their bodies are murderous.

They are God's guards, and now they should give their lives for God.

Lin Yunlan looked around with a pair of bright eyes, and then looked at the man in white who was as cold and distant as a god beside him, and naturally wrapped his arms around him, with a gesture of intimacy and attachment, "Alian, is this the door to seal the demon?"

The high priest didn't say a word, but a woman next to her covered her mouth and chuckled, and said in a soft voice like a silver bell, "Oh, once this person climbs a high branch, he will count the classics and forget his ancestors. Look at this, Mr. Lin Now I don’t even know my own family!”

Lin Yunlan's eyes flashed a glint of coldness, but he quickly calmed down, leaning against the high priest's arms, his two prosperous water eyes looked at him pitifully, "Alian, that's not the case, don't believe her."

The high priest responded lightly, but did not push him away.

The woman looked at the two people's attitude with cold eyes, her red lips were slightly pulled, and she sneered disdainfully.

"The high priest should catch the person first, and then come here to talk about love!"

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward and wiped out the remaining demon guards who were still alive, and stepped into the tall gate with lotus feet.

The high priest took Yunlan with him, his figure gradually turned into smoke and scattered, and in the next moment, he also appeared in the door of sealing demons.

Lin Yunlan leaned in his arms, eyes full of vicious ecstasy.

Here comes, finally here!

This time, it was finally his turn to step on Ning Zhe!