I'm a killer with no emotions

Chapter 195

"Don't you know what I'm going to do?"

Ye Hanfeng's screams were so shrill that they could be heard outside the palace, but he didn't believe that Ning Zhe didn't know.

No. 67 walked up to him, bent down, pinched the back of the young master's neck with two fingers, and lifted it casually.

"Ah! What are you doing! Bold thing, who told you to touch this deity!"

The young venerable master jumped up with all four limbs, bared his teeth and roared at him, and clawed at his face with all his strength.

Every time he cursed, No. 67 slapped his ass lightly.

The Young Master blushed with shame and anger, desperately trying to scratch him.

Ning Zhe lay on the couch with his jaw propped up, watched the two of them arguing, and said flatly, "If you don't tell me, how would I know what you're going to do."

No. 67 threw the young master out of the window, bent down and approached him, put his arms on his side, looked at him deeply with lowered eyes, and slightly curled his thin lips, "Cold-hearted thing."

Ning Zhe didn't care, and looked directly at him, "It was you who did it, not me."

No. 67 scoffed slightly, "That's why I said you were cold-hearted."

He lowered his head slightly, and his light-colored and cold lips touched the center of Ning Zhe's eyebrows, as if just scratching the surface of water, with infinite nostalgia.

Ning Zhe closed his eyes, and opened them only after he finished kissing. His black eyes stared straight at him, "Don't you don't like me like this? If you don't like it, why do you still want to kiss?"

Number 67 didn't answer him.

The young master grunted and crawled back from the window with difficulty, squeezed between the two of them, hugged Ning Zhe neck and pressed him into his arms, looked at No. 67 arrogantly, "He is my slave, what do you think?" What, dare to grab something with this deity!?"

Ning Zhe frowned slightly, put his baldness in his hand and rubbed it.

"Uh... woo, Akira, Akira, get out... Another thing! Li, Akira is!"

The young master was pulled by his face, and his words leaked out, slurring softly.

Ning Zhe played with him to and fro for a while, seeing that the young master looked so funny and cute, he couldn't help asking No. 67, "How could he be so stupid?"

The current young lord can no longer see the violent and cruel appearance before, except for his unforgiving mouth, his personality has become much gentler, and he does not have the previous sense of viciousness and violence.

No. 67 stood aside and watched him having a great time playing, and said after hearing the words: "He had seven souls and six souls incomplete before, and one main soul and one main soul were all separated, so naturally he is easily affected by various negative emotions and becomes cruel." Innocent temperament.

Later, his soul returned to one, and he was influenced by the innocence of Chi Yue and the Seventeenth Dark Guard, and slowly melted away the cruelty in his heart. In addition, at the beginning of the rebirth of the soul, his sanity was still a little chaotic, and he became this picture appearance.

What's more, with the restrictions left by the secret guard Seventeen, he is now a little kid who is bullied by others, even if he wants to harm others, he will not be able to harm them. "

"You, how do you know so clearly! Who are you?!"

The young master glared at him, his big black eyes staring round, "I said how could that lowly person Chi Yue beat me, so it was you who helped me in secret! How dare you defy me... .”

Before he could finish his threatening words, Ning Zhe pinched him by the armpit and lifted him up high.

The young venerable master didn't care about quarreling with No. 67 anymore, he stared round his eyes suddenly, and exclaimed, "Ning Zhe!"

He was afraid of heights, and when Ning Zhe lifted him up, his voice trembled with fright, for fear that if Ning Zhe accidentally let go of his hand, he would fall down and turn into meat paste.

"You, you messing around! It's too high... Hurry up and let the deity down!"

Ning Zhe squinted his eyes, seeing his cute look fluttering in mid-air, couldn't help but pursed his delicate and lovely lips slightly, and smiled lightly.

In the past, when he laughed, there was always a sense of alienation, but now he was really happy.

No. 67 rarely sees him smiling sincerely.

He seemed to have never made him so happy.

After watching quietly for a while, No. 67 lowered his eyes and left quietly.

The materials have not been collected yet, they need to leave the Demon Realm as soon as possible, and there is one last thing missing.

Before leaving, No. 67 thought of something, and specially unlocked the lock on the next few episodes of cartoons for Ning Zhe.

Therefore, in the past few days, Ning Zhe has someone to play with, watch TV, and eat candied haws in the system space of No. 67 when he is hungry.

For the rest, however, it was a bleak situation.

The Seventeenth Dark Guard showed no signs of showing up, but the strength of the demon army's outward attack gradually weakened and stagnated for a while.

Cang Lan has suppressed the riots several times, but there are still countless demons fighting wildly one after another. They have no choice but to come to Ning Zhe for help.

No. 67 didn't know where to go to collect materials, and he couldn't see anyone all day long, so he couldn't give him advice.

Ning Zhe hugged the young lord who was sleeping soundly, thought for a while, and said to Cang Lan: "Tomorrow, the lord will come to the army, General Cang please get ready to meet him as soon as possible."

Cang Lan frowned slightly, "Where is the Lord?"

If the Lord is still there, no one would dare to riot.

Ning Zhe narrowed his eyes and chuckled, and patted Young Master's bare buttocks, "Why not, isn't this what it is."

The next morning.

The young lord was still blowing his nose and snoring, so Ning Zhe dragged his legs to lift him up from the couch, put on his special red apron, and was forcibly taken out of the palace.

"It's a joke! Why should I wipe their asses for you! No, even if you beat them to death!"

The young venerable master frowned coldly, and ran back desperately on his short legs.

Ning Zhe unhurriedly hooked the red rope on his little bellyband, watched him walking on the spot, and said lightly: "Okay, if you don't go, don't wear clothes today, anyway, it's okay for a child to be naked. "

The young venerable master paused, and immediately stretched out his hand to cover his little lord, turning his head angrily, his cheeks flushed with anger, "You are simply despicable and shameless!"

There are maids and guards from the palace all around!Is he still going to be a demon?

"going or not?"

"you you!"

Ning Zhe tilted his head expressionlessly, "Huh?"

The Young Master took a few deep breaths, and his eyes were red with grievance.

If Ning Zhe said he wouldn't wear clothes for him, then he really wouldn't wear them, and would openly humiliate him in public!

He hadn't let him be naked before!

The more the young master thought about it, the more sad he became, he rubbed his red eyes with the back of his short, fat hand, and said in a low voice, "You are not allowed to get off indiscriminately... this deity, it is not enough for this deity to go."

The demon army is all stationed in the small city near the Gate of Sealing Demons.

When the two of Ning Zhe arrived, a large number of leaders of various ethnic groups who were anxiously waiting had gathered in the dark and spacious hall.

He hugged the young master and sat on the throne covered by heavy curtains. He looked down at the respectful and kneeling demons below the steps with an expressionless face. Already, who wants to see?"

Hearing the voice, the Young Master gave him a strange look.

Ning Zhe's current voice is extremely low and cold, and it is very different from his original voice. Just listening to this voice, it is really exactly the same as Dark Guard Seventeen.

There was a moment of silence below, a young demon suddenly got up and said sharply: "Since the Lord is here, why don't you look at people with their true colors? Could it be that there is something unspeakable?"

Ning Zhe leaned back lazily on the throne, slightly curled his lips into a sneer, and said in a cold voice, "What are you, why should I see you?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion underneath.

The leaders of the demon clan gathered together and whispered together, and there were a few words of "attack" and "timing" in the words, obviously seeing that something was wrong with Ning Zhe, and wanted to make a move.

Ning Zhe knew these people, and Cang Lan taught him to recognize them.

These four people are the city lords of the four major cities in the Demon Realm.

Since the Seventeenth of the Dark Guard came to power, among the six major cities in the Demon Realm, Wangcheng ranked first, followed by Tianbao. The status of the other four cities became lower and lower, which naturally caused dissatisfaction among some people.

The young master sat on his lap, pulled his hair dishonestly, put his hands on his chest and smiled arrogantly, and said silently: "I want to see how you end up!"

Ning Zhe glanced at him lightly, his eyes were as dark as an abyss, and there was no trace of panic.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before a demon race suddenly attacked, quickly beheaded his companion beside him, and quickly attacked him violently.

The demon army has recently been divided into two factions, one faction loyal to Shiqiu, and the other chaotic faction led by the other four city lords except Tianbao City, with a very wide range of influence.

But the demons have never been loyal. The so-called capture the king first, as long as they can take the opportunity to get rid of these four city lords, the forces below will collapse without attack.

What Ning Zhe said to Cang Lan yesterday, "prepare early", is to let him prepare to catch the turtle in the urn.

Seeing the four attacking, Cang Lan immediately summoned people to attack.

The four city lords are not stupid, they dare to come here to be wary, only to see one of them waved his hand violently, suddenly a large number of extremely powerful high-level demons appeared out of thin air, fighting with the blue people.

The demons attacked fiercely and bloodily, and the hall was almost stained red with blood for a while.

Ning Zhe sat behind the thick snow-colored curtain, watching all this indifferently.

"Honorable Lord, are you still hiding your true face at this point? Or are you not the real Lord at all!?"

Ning Zhe's cold and emotionless eyes fell on him, "This deity is not a demon deity, don't you?"

"Whatever nonsense with him, yes or no, you can tell at a glance!"

A city lord in red snorted coldly, quickly broke through the blockade, and suddenly attacked him.

His movements were extremely fast in the eyes of others, but in Ning Zhe's quiet eyes, they were infinitely slowed down.

Ning Zhe watched his movements indifferently, and when he raised his hand lightly, a cold blue flame crazily overflowed from his fingertips, and quickly wrapped around the body of the city lord in red with lightning speed, turning him into a bloody mouth. Devour in one gulp.

In the next moment, there was only a scream and howl that went straight into the sky, and the city lord in red was instantly wiped out. Pieces of dark red cloth were silently burning, and slowly fell from mid-air.

Everyone was so shocked by this scene that they were speechless and even forgot to attack.

No one saw Ning Zhe make a move, that person just sat behind the curtain and did nothing, turning a person into ashes out of thin air!

This ability... They have only seen it in one person!

Everyone present had participated in the feast where the lord canonized the Son of God, and had also seen the scene where Ning Zhe killed people invisible without any effort.

They still remember the horror and horror of suffocating at that time in their minds!

The person behind the scenes is not the Demon Lord, but the Son of God!