I studied beheading in a mental institution

At the moment of hearing these words, Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart was shocked.

What did he just... call himself?

Dean Lin?

How did he know the name?

Lin Qiye held the [Soul Breaking Knife], staring blankly at the black figure that had disappeared without a trace, standing there like a statue.

In front of him, the unconscious Zhao Kun frowned, snorted, and opened his eyes slightly.

"Huh? Why am I here?" Zhao Kun looked around in a daze, and when he saw Lin Qiye wearing the Monkey King mask, he was taken aback suddenly, and recalled the figure wearing the Zhu Bajie mask this morning...

He suddenly covered the back of his head, and said with righteous indignation: "You, you are plotting against me again? The fifth reserve team, do you all like Yin people so much?!"

Lin Qiye rolled his eyes, "It was you who was possessed by [Secret Peer], I saved you."

He waved his hand and scattered the surrounding wooden cages. Under the control of the ancient tree demon, the wooden platform on which Lin Qiye and Zhao Kun were standing fell steadily to the ground.

"Qiye, solved?"

Baili Pangpang, who had been guarding under the wooden cage, stepped forward and asked.

Lin Qiye nodded, "As planned, it's resolved."

He stretched out his hand and handed the black ring in his palm to Baili Pangpang, who shook his head and said with a smile, "Give it to Brother Yan, I've already given it to him."

Shen Qingzhu frowned, took the black ring, and put it on his middle finger.

"Thanks."

"So, we have won this confrontation, right?" Cao Yuan asked.

Lin Qiye raised his head and looked towards the top of the building on the other side of the street, where a figure in a dark red cloak was silently looking in this direction.

"Of course." He smiled.

……

Outside of Daxia.

Pale mist filled every inch of space, rolling in the air like ocean waves, and the sun shone through the hazy mist on the dry and dead land. This restricted area of ​​life, where no one has stepped foot in a hundred years, silently interprets the beauty of death ...

The darkness is nibbling away at this land bit by bit.

If someone stood on the ground and looked up, through the endless fog, he would see a huge black shadow floating in the sky, slowly moving towards the west.

It is a city.

A modern city shrouded in gloom.

That faint light bloomed from a certain suspended palace underground, and shrouded the entire city through the bronze gate standing underground, like a gloomy sky, repelling the mist that filled every corner of the sky and the earth, allowing Tens of thousands of sleeping creatures in the city survived the mist.

That gloomy light is the law of Fengdu.

Above the floating city, a figure in a blue and white robe and a blue belt around his waist stands in the mist, endless storms surround him, those dark golden eyes contain endless power, which makes people take a look Then the idea of ​​worship came to mind.

He is the wind god, one of the nine gods of Egypt, Hugh.

His right hand was in front of him, as if he was holding something. Under his feet, endless hurricanes surrounded the suspended city, leading the whole city slowly towards the west.

Xio lowered his head and looked at the gloomy city under his feet, frowned slightly, and pointed down with his right hand, a dark blue wind several kilometers long gathered at his fingertips and flew towards the city under his feet.

The moment the gang wind touched the dark barrier, the whole city shivered violently, and the laws of Fengdu circulated, shattering the gang wind abruptly.

Fengdu was subconsciously resisting the laws of the Outer Gods.

Xio frowned slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he slowly lowered his hand.

Along the way, he has tried countless times to break Fengdu's laws, but none of them were successful.

Fengdu's law is like a tortoise shell guarding the life in the city fragments, even Fengshen can't easily break it open, which is why he couldn't plunder Fengdu directly before, but could only connect Fengdu to this one The reason why all the cities were cut off.

This is like a thief who cannot open the safe to obtain the treasures in it, so he can only use the most stupid way to take the entire safe back and open it slowly.

And the tens of thousands of lives contained in it are just gifts that come with the safe.

Since the law of Fengdu is so tenacious, then move it back to Sun City in its entirety, and gather the power of the gods to open it.

He raised his head, controlled the fragments of the city under his feet that were emitting a gloomy light, and continued to move towards the direction of the Egyptian Sun City...

What he didn't notice was that an undetectable sword light passed through the mist and quietly escaped into the dim light.

……

within the city.

Under the gloomy sky, the whole city was dead silent.

The city's power network has been completely paralyzed, there is no light on the streets, and the city center is also dark and silent.

Looking around, in the dark city, there is no trace of any technological civilization anymore.

The icy cold air lingered under the dim light, making the whole city feel like an ice cave, and spots of hoarfrost covered the road, slowly eating away at the bodies of those staggering passers-by.

They are the residents of Anta County who were stunned by the wind that came from the god of wind.

Under the erosion of frost, their bodies became colder and colder, and their breathing became weaker and weaker...

In the darkness, the vitality of this city is being lost bit by bit.

At this moment, two beams of dazzling light shone from the other side of the street, swept across the dark and silent street, and finally landed on several passers-by who fell on the side of the street.

"Senior Chen Han, there are still people here!" A young man's voice came from the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, these two rays of light approached here quickly. They were two figures in dark red cloaks. They held flashlights in their hands, and their lips were a little purple from the cold.

Chen Han quickly ran to the side of the fallen passer-by, put his hand under his nose to feel it for a moment, and then touched his hot forehead, his face was extremely solemn.

"He's still alive, but the strong wind has blown his soul away, and he's still having a high fever. If this continues, he won't last long."

Chen Han bent down, carried the man on his back, took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the other side of the street.

The young man beside him carried another passerby on his back, and followed his footsteps, his footsteps were somewhat vain.

"Senior Chen Han, don't you really need to take a break? We have searched and rescued for 19 hours, and you still have a fever... If this continues, your body will collapse before we finish saving these people. .” He asked with some concern.

Chen Han glanced at him, "Xiao Shao, it's okay."

"But……"

"No but." Chen Han glanced across the dark city, and said calmly, "There are only two of us awake in this city. If we don't save them...they really can only wait to die."