I studied beheading in a mental institution

"Who?!!"

Lin Qiye suddenly opened his eyes, surging mental power surged out of his body in an instant, as if facing a formidable enemy.

But when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he suddenly froze in place.

"This is... the Gods Mental Hospital?" Lin Qiye looked at the familiar sick buildings and yards around him, and muttered to himself.

Lin Qiye clearly remembered that when he was standing on the steps of the sword tower just now, that [chaotic] ​​face suddenly rushed out, destroyed the sword tower, devoured An Qingyu, and was trapped in it by the Zhuxian sword formation...

But the next moment, he felt as if someone had hit him hard on the back of the head, and his consciousness drifted away from his body, as if he was in a coma.

When he woke up again, he was standing in the mental hospital of the gods.

"How could this be? I clearly didn't sink my consciousness into it..." Lin Qiye's eyes were full of puzzlement.

He immediately closed his eyes, wanting to return his consciousness to his body, the outside situation was very critical, it was impossible for him to stay in the hospital at this time... But a few seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, he was still in the hospital.

Lin Qiye froze in place.

He tried a few more times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't return to his body as usual. His consciousness seemed to be locked in this hospital by something!

Drops of sweat oozed out of Lin Qiye's forehead, and when he was about to try again, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

too quiet

This hospital...is too quiet.

Every time Lin Qiye returned to the hospital, it was full of excitement. Hundreds of nurses performed their duties, chatting, cooking, rubbing clothes, laughing... No matter where you stood, there was a sense of prosperity .

But this time, there was a dead silence in his ears.

Lin Qiye's gaze scanned the surroundings, the entire hospital was empty, the wards, nurses' dormitories, corridors, and wherever he came into view, there was not a single figure.

His brows furrowed tightly.

not right...

"Li Yifei!!" Lin Qiye shouted, and the lingering sound echoed in the open space of the courtyard.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Ten seconds later, there was still no response.

Where did everyone go?

Lin Qiye immediately spread his mental power to the entire hospital. No matter which building it was, it was empty. Even the underground cell was searched. Hundreds of nurses seemed to have evaporated from the world.

But the vegetables on the cutting board in the kitchen, the half-fallen quilt by the window, and the steaming teacup in the leisure room all have traces of their existence.

Lin Qiye's heart sank immediately.

At this moment, he seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the center of the courtyard.

Under the big tree in the center of the courtyard, a figure was sitting quietly by the chessboard, raising his head slightly, looking at the nothingness above, as if he was watching something.

Seeing that familiar and kind figure, Lin Qiye's hanging heart finally eased a little. He walked quickly to the side of the chessboard and asked hastily:

"Senior Yelande, what happened here?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qiye felt a little regretful.

Facing Yelande, the repeater uncle, no matter what he said, he could only get a fixed answer, which was useless at all.

Yelande was wearing the sacred robe made of white clouds, staring at the nothingness above his head, slightly deflected, and landed on Lin Qiye.

On that kind face, there was a bright smile. Normally, Yeland always smiled kindly no matter what the situation was. It was the first time Lin Qiye saw such a rich smile on his face... …

For some reason, there was something inexplicably eerie and strange about that bright smile on that old face.

"……you guess?"

These two words fell into Lin Qiye's ears, and a bolt from the blue flashed across his mind instantly!

he can talk?

He can speak? !

Lin Qiye opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when the white-robed old man sitting behind the chessboard suddenly melted like black mud, and tumbling black air gushed out from his body, intertwining into a pure black naked figure in the blink of an eye !

This figure is more than three meters tall, with thin limbs like bamboo poles, and looks like an upright four-legged cricket, with a narrow head growing on a thick torso, without facial features, without a face, it looks extremely weird!

Lin Qiye's pupils contracted violently. At the same time, he seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the second floor of the sick building.

On the second floor of the ward, on the house number of the sixth ward from the left, the original picture of the book peeled off little by little until the real picture behind it was revealed:

- "?"

Lin Qiye suddenly turned his head to look at the pure black faceless man in front of him, "Who are you?!"

"Me?" The faceless man's voice was extremely sharp, and it was no longer as warm and magnetic as the original Yelande. From the tone of voice, it seemed to be sneering, "Of course I am the most merciful, selfless and dedicated Western holy religion in the world." Hierarch, Yelande?

Don't you recognize me?My respected Dean Lin Qiye?

Or, do you only recognize that sentence? "

The figure of the faceless man flickered, and turned into a fluttering white robe in a weird way. Yeland, who looked sympathetic to all living beings, said kindly in that low voice, "You did a good job, child..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Against Yeland's appearance, he restored his original sharp and piercing voice, and laughed sarcastically.

Lin Qiye stared at him firmly, and said word by word:

"You, when did you drop him?"

"Drop the bag?"

"Yelland" seemed to have heard something funny, and couldn't help laughing again, "My respected Dean Lin, do you still think that the person living in that ward is Yeland?

That old thing is still clinging to guarding the seal on the moon, how could it be possible to come here to play house games with you? "

Hearing these words, Lin Qiye's expression changed drastically.

"It's you?! You've been pretending to be Yelande, staying in this hospital?!"

He felt the terrifying coercion of the restraining gods on the opponent, as if thinking of something, "You are [Chaos], Nyarlathotep!??"

"It's hard for you to have heard my name." "Yelland" sneered, "Unfortunately, it's too late..."

Praise -! !

Before he could finish his words, the light of Tian Congyun Sword pierced through nothingness, and quickly flashed towards the throat of [Chaos]!

Lin Qiye didn't know how this guy got into the Hospital of the Gods, and he didn't know what he wanted to do, but his intuition told him that he had to kill this guy immediately!

If it is outside, this is almost impossible, but here is the mental hospital of the gods, where he is truly invincible, holding the Tiancongyun sword in his hand, and grasping the right time, it may not be impossible to create miracles!

Seeing this rapidly approaching sword light, [Chaos] showed disdain on his face, and he just stood there quietly, letting the sword light stab at his throat!

clang--! !

The sword pointed at the throat of [Chaos], making the sound of gold and iron clanging, Lin Qiye was stunned in place.

The Tiancongyun sword failed to hurt him even half of it.

As [Chaos] lifted his fingertips, an invisible force hit Lin Qiye's chest, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew out backwards!