I studied beheading in a mental institution

In Chen Han's mind, the familiar rough face and the conversation that lingered in his ears reappeared.

"...I knew that you kid would definitely be a very good night watchman...I can't make a mistake."

"I'm too weak. I can't do anything except stand behind them and watch them fight with serious injuries..."

"...You still have a long time to grow, and one day, you will take on the future of the Night Watchman as a senior..."

At that time, it sounded like Li Deyang's words to comfort him, but after careful taste now, the meaning is completely different.

After the return of Anta County, after a while, Commander Zuo took the initiative to find the 332 team and met Chen Han. At that time, Chen Han didn't know what the power in his body represented, until he and Zuo Qing After the chat, he realized... that he had become the agent of Emperor Fengdu.

After Li Deyang left, the time spent alone in Anta County was Chen Han's training and Li Deyang's assessment of him.

As for Chen Han, he proved with practical actions that Li Deyang did not misunderstand the person.

"Two years..." Lin Qiye felt the "Klein" atmosphere from Chen Han's body, and emotion appeared in his eyes.

It took two years to soar from the "pool" at the end of the night watchman's crane all the way to "Klein". .

Of course, if Lin Qiye hadn't been sleeping in Japan for two years, he should have broken through to this level now.

"How is it going?"

Lin Qiye and Chen Han talked about the old meeting, then turned to ask Shao Pingge.

"It hasn't started yet." Shao Pingge said with a smile, "Now, your students are going through the experience."

Lin Qiye closed his eyes and spread out his mental power. With his current state, the range of mental power perception can almost cover the city of Shangjing, capturing the movement of every recruit in an instant.

Among the more than 600 recruits in Shangjing City, nearly 200 of them have either actively discovered or passively encountered "mysteries", but most of these "mysteries" who jumped out first were not in the "Sichuan" realm Miscellaneous fish, and most of the recruits are in groups of threes and twos, even if they meet these "mysteries", they are not in danger.

"If I knew you were coming back, I should have pulled you over to help." Shao Pingge smiled, "With you here, it would be easier for us to monitor the movements of the whole city."

Lin Qiye's [Mortal God Realm] has a wide range of spiritual perception, which is not a secret in the eyes of the top night watchmen.

"Aren't I here?" Lin Qiye smiled while monitoring the whole city.

"Really come back?"

"Ah."

"Did she ask me?"

"I asked, Instructor Yuan said that you are on a business trip and won't be coming back for the time being."

Shao Pingge nodded slightly, and his eyes fell back to the silent city in front of him. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"If everything goes well, we can rush back to have a reunion dinner before tomorrow's New Year's Eve...Chen Han, shall we go together then? Just take this opportunity to let everyone get acquainted with you."

Chen Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

"...Huh?" Lin Qiye blinked, looked up at the sky, and reached out to pinch a falling snowflake, "It's snowing..."

Chen Han and Shao Pingge looked up at the same time.

Under the dark night sky, flakes of snowflakes fell from the thick clouds, and with the cold evening wind, drifted over the sleeping city, dotted among the deserted streets.

The night sky is vast, and the snowflakes are fluttering.

"The first snow in Shangjing is here." Shao Pingge reached out to catch a snowflake, with a smile on his lips, "It's really time to come."

Slowly, the snowflakes falling in the sky are getting bigger and denser. A heavy snow rushing towards the end of the year is brewing silently among the thick clouds.

Under the snowy night sky, three figures looked down at the sleeping city below them, silent.

The snowflakes fell on their shoulders,

Gradually, they turned into three snowmen,

Also like the patron saint of the city.

During the heavy snowfall, even Lin Qiye didn't realize that he, who was guarded by the three snowmen in Cangnan back then, has now become the patron saint of thousands of living beings.

……

clang--! !

The blade of the short knife sliced ​​across the back of the rotten figure, and a strong stench rushed towards his face.

The figure roared angrily, turned around abruptly, and slapped Fang Mo's face with blurred palms.

Fang Mo dexterously jumped on the ground a few times, avoiding the dark green claws, staring at the rotting figure in front of him, holding the short knife under his fist with his backhand, like a wild cat preparing to fight .

Being attacked by Fang Mo twice in a row, the rotten figure seemed to be outraged, gave up running away, and stared at Fang Mo angrily, stretched out his hands, and pierced his heart with sharp fingertips.

As the fingertips penetrated deeper, the gurgling green liquid accompanied by an extremely stench flowed out from the heart, spreading rapidly on the deserted streets.

Fang Mo frowned, feeling an unprecedented sense of disgust welling up in his heart. He cut off a corner of his clothes with a knife, blocked his nose, then swayed, and continued to rush towards the rotten figure.

As the cloud of green liquid spread, wisps of white smoke rose from the cement road, and piercing corrosion sounds sounded one after another.

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped on the ground with his feet, jumped up from the road lightly, landed on the top of the towering street lamp, turned around with his strength, and slashed directly at the rotten figure's face from the air!

Under the dim street lamp, a blade of light flashed in an instant.

The blade of the short knife cut the neck of the rotten figure, and green blood gushed out. Fang Mo seemed to have been prepared for this, and the center of the pool of liquid on the ground at the tip of his toes rose lightly again, and fell to tens of meters in between breaths. outside.

That momentary stay caused a hole in the toe of his shoe, but it didn't hurt his toe.

As the head of the rotten figure fell, the "mystery" of the "pool" completely lost its vitality. Just when Fang Mo heaved a sigh of relief and was about to take off the clothes in his nose, a gloomy light flashed on his side. Flashed out of the alleyway!

The second "mystery"?

Fang Mo's pupils contracted suddenly, relying on his super dynamic vision and reaction force, he retreated quickly, avoiding his vital points.

Even so, the cold light still sliced ​​open his arm, leaving a deep bloodstain, dripping blood sprayed out and splashed on the concrete floor.

A strong and strange fragrance emanated from Fang Mo as the center!

"Oops..." Fang Mo's face suddenly darkened.