I studied beheading in a mental institution

When the figure turned around, Jia Shasha couldn't help lowering his head again, not daring to look up at him at all.

"You..." The staff didn't seem to expect the young man to shout directly, and just as he was about to explain something to that person, a figure walked over.

Commander Lin looked down at the pair of boys and girls who bowed their heads in silence, and said lightly:

"What's the matter?"

Under that indifferent aura, Jia Shasha lowered his head lower and lower, and whispered, "I...I have something to give you."

"What?"

Jia Shasha immediately handed over the sweat-soaked backpack, and Zhen Xiaoyi on the side did the same.

Looking across the two backpacks in front of him, Commander Lin frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, "Who told you to send it?"

"It's our captain, Hongying."

"Hongying?" Commander Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes... These are the dumplings she left for you during the Chinese New Year. Let us bring them to you along the way... Also, so that you have more time to go back to eat." Jia Shasha summoned up his courage, and finished what Hongying explained in one breath, and suddenly A bow!

"Sorry! I'm bothering Commander Lin! Let's go now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Zhen Xiaoyi up, turned his head and ran back in a hurry.

"Stop." A voice came from behind, and the footsteps of the two stopped.

Jia Shasha's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and it was only at this moment that he realized what he had just done... He took the initiative to intercept the extremely fierce commander-in-chief, and called him to go home more for dinner? !

Sweat slid down his cheeks, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in there.

Commander Lin walked slowly to them. He hesitated for a moment on that face that seemed to have no emotion at all, and then slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his voice softened a little:

"It's hard work for you to make this trip, thank you Hongying for me."

Jia Shasha was stunned for a moment, then said quickly: "Yes... no, no... no hard work!"

Commander Lin nodded slightly, turned his head and continued walking towards the celebration venue, followed by many high-level night watchmen without saying a word.

Watching these figures leave, Jia Shasha and Zhen Xiaoyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally finished." Jia Shasha sat down on the ground, looking physically and mentally exhausted, "Although Commander Lin is aloof, he doesn't seem to be as fierce as the rumors say... What do you think? Xiaoyi."

"Little B?"

Jia Shasha looked back and saw Zhen Xiaoyi looking into the distance suspiciously, muttering to himself:

"Strange...how does Commander Lin seem to have seen it before?"

……

With the end of the last performance, the countdown to the official celebration on the wall was about to end, and many night watchmen gathered in the center of the venue.

At this moment, the nine metal frames on which the corpses of the gods were nailed were all hung on the edge of the silver-white city wall. The sea breeze blew up the blood-stained clothes, and the wounds carved on the corpses of the gods became even more shocking.

On the city wall, seven high-ranking ministers of the night watchmen, neatly dressed in dark red cloaks, stopped slowly in front of the nine god corpses.

This is the first time for all the young night watchmen present to see the rumored high-level people. Some of these seven people are old and some are young. At this moment, they have not concealed the state fluctuations on their bodies. Three of the seven people have the breath of the human ceiling raging , There is also a god's coercion shrouded in the sky!

These auras tore to pieces the remaining divine power on the nine god corpses. They turned their backs to the sun above the gray mist, as if cutting light and shadow apart.

This scene is deeply imprinted in the hearts of all the young night watchmen, making their blood boil. They are full of longing for the seven figures. For a long time to come, this scene will become their source of confidence and motivation.

Just when everyone was shocked by the seven figures, a crimson figure stepped on nothingness and walked towards the seven figures from the city.

It was a calm and deep young man,

On the handle of the knife at the waist, a golden "seven" imprint shines brightly in the sun,

As he passed through the nine god corpses, his cloak was rattled by the strong wind. There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes, and he just stared calmly at the foggy wall in the distance.

He stopped slowly in front of the seven high-level night watchmen, and looked back at everyone in the pass.

"I am the seventh commander-in-chief of the Night Watch, Lin Qiye." His deep voice echoed in the pass,

"I declare that the hunting god celebration... officially begins!"

……

The northern border of Daxia.

boom--! ! !

A dazzling red streamer flashed across the sky and crashed into the snow-capped mountains.

The turbulent power of the gods blows the snowflakes into the air, and a huge figure stands up, holding a huge ax in its hand, and its eyes are extremely sharp.

"A group of ants... just killed a few weak gods, and they are so arrogant! If you dare to hunt gods, you must be prepared to pay the price..."

He snorted coldly, looked towards the direction of the nearest human city, a divine light lit up under his feet, and his figure flew out again!

……

southern border.

fog.

Two ghostly figures floated from the sea surface, and through the gray-white mist, a coastline could be vaguely seen in the distance.

"It has been confirmed by Kira that all the top fighters in Daxia have attended the God of Hunting Ceremony... Hmph, it's just killing a few gods, and they are so arrogant." One of the figures shrouded in divine light Senran opened his mouth,

"Without the protection of the Great Xia God, what do they think they are worth?"

"The venue for the God of Hunting celebration is at Shenlong Pass on the eastern border. Even if they want to rush over, it will take a while... Aren't they going to celebrate the God of Hunting? Then we will slaughter a few human cities to cheer them up .” Another god’s voice was extremely low.

"Have [God Desire Paradise] and [Hidden God] come?"

"Hmph, they're just a group of bereaved dogs from the remnants of the various kingdoms of God. How can there be any sense of honor or disgrace? They are probably somewhere in the mist, waiting to see the excitement."

"Don't worry about them, Ares in the north is probably already on the move, and we will speed up and catch them off guard!"

"it is good!"

Two turbulent divine powers erupted from their bodies, and just as they were about to rush directly across the border of the mist, a voice rang out from the sky above them.

"You guys, who are you going to catch off guard?"

The two Greek gods paused suddenly, and looked up at the same time, and saw a six-winged gray angel on the surging gray mist, holding a burning cigarette in one hand, looking down at them with disdain. .