I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

"The ninth seat... No, He Lin, how many years have you been with me?"

"Eleven years, my lord."

"11 years." Yan Yu looked into his eyes with emotion, "I still remember when I saw you for the first time, you were a depressed young man with great power, But willing to perish in this filthy society..."

"Yes, Mr. Yuyu." The ninth seat seemed to recall something, his eyes were a little helpless, "If I hadn't met you, I might have starved to death on the street."

"I remember, you liked watching Water Margin very much."

"You have a good memory."

"Hehe, because you told me that I am your Song Jiang."

"Yes, you have always been Song Jiang in my heart."

"Then..." The smile on the corners of Yan Yu's mouth gradually faded, "Are you willing to die for me, Song Jiang, like a hero in Liangshan?"

The ninth seat froze in place.

"Master Whispering..."

"He Lin." Whispering said calmly, "The spiritual power that this altar lacks is exactly equivalent to the spiritual power of an 'immeasurable'. As long as you die, the following [source conductors] will destroy your spiritual power." All the power is absorbed, and the Underworld Altar is activated.

For 【Believer】, for me...

go to hell. "

The ninth seat stared blankly at the raving eyes, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

"Master Whisperer."

"Huh? Do you have any last words?"

"You really haven't changed at all."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"You are still the same as you were 11 years ago... you don't like reading books."

This inexplicable sentence made Yan Yu a little confused.

"Song Jiang, he has never been a good man, he is just a hypocrite...

You, too. "

The ninth seat stretched out his hand and grabbed the raving throat like lightning!

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"I'm sorry, my respected Lord Song Jiang...

I am an undercover agent. "

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Chapter 502 He killed

Shen Qingzhu was dumbfounded.

The same dumbfounded, and the raving that was strangled by the ninth seat.

"Impossible!" Whispering eyes were filled with disbelief, "I planted a soul contract with you, so you can't betray me!"

"Soul contract..." A smile appeared in the eyes of the ninth seat, "That thing is actually not as useful as you imagined, and it is really fragile in front of that adult's spiritual consciousness."

"Spiritual consciousness?" Whispering brows frowned, "What is that?"

"The president's unique method, you won't understand even if you tell me."

"President? Are you not a member of the night watchman?"

The ninth seat shook his head, "No."

"Other than my Church of the Ancient Gods, what else will Daxia have?"

"The Church of the Ancient Gods? It's just a cancer of the Great Xia." The corner of the ninth seat's mouth rose slightly, "Your structure is too small, you might as well take a longer view, for example... outside of the Great Xia?"

Yan Yu frowned, "I don't believe that there is any force in the mist."

"So, a cancer can only be a cancer." The ninth seat sneered.

"What is the purpose of you lurking beside me for so long?"

"In order to pierce this cancer at the right time." The ninth seat shook his head with some regret, "It's a pity that the Church of the Ancient Gods only accepts representatives of gods, so I can only join [believers] and monitor your Every move."

"Just relying on your 'immeasurable'?"

"What about 'Boundless'? Isn't it still pinching your throat?" The ninth seat said slowly, "Sometimes, patience is more important than strength."

"Eleven years... your patience is truly terrifying."

"But I didn't expect that you secretly let the third seat and the first seat kill the 008 team." The ninth seat narrowed his eyes slightly, "I was still wondering before, obviously I have secretly left a mark to remind the 008 team So many times, why is there still no movement from the night watchman..."

Whispering stared at him for a long time, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"He Lin, I must admit that your identity surprised me... But if you think you have already won, you are a bit too naive.

[Psychic medium] The team chased and killed me for so long but failed to kill me, how could I die in your hands so easily? "

After the words fell, his figure began to fade strangely, dissipating in mid-air like smoke blown by the breeze.

The ninth seat's eyes narrowed.

He turned around almost like a conditioned reflex, and a strong spiral energy burst out from his palm, and rushed towards the figure in the black tuxedo!

"Don't forget, this place...is a nightmare I created."

Yan Yu took a step forward, his figure instantly blurred, the two spiral energy touched his body, passing through his body like nothing.

The next moment, he came to the ninth seat.

The palm of the white glove lightly pressed on the ninth seat's chest, like a sledgehammer hitting the white paper, and the ninth seat's chest collapsed in an instant!

puff--!

The ninth seat spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the edge of the altar. The blood flowed and gradually gathered into a small pool of blood.

With a muffled grunt, black blood flowed out from his seven orifices again, his face was as pale as paper, and he even started to shake slightly when he walked.

Mobilizing so much power again made Yan Yu's already fragmented mental power worse, and the sword energy remaining in his body raged again, cutting his internal organs.

"Damn it..." Yaoyu's eyes were a little blurry, and he muttered to himself as he walked towards the seriously injured ninth seat.

On the edge of the altar, the ninth seat looked at the ravings who were approaching gradually, with extremely cold eyes.

A look of hesitation appeared on the raving face.

His current state is that the oil lamp in the true sense is exhausted, and it is difficult to use his escape ability again. If the ninth seat desperately wants to kill him, maybe he will succeed...

At this moment, Yan Yu seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It seems that I don't need to do it myself..."

He turned his head, and at some point, Shen Qingzhu jumped up from under the altar and stood beside the raving language.

Yuyu stretched out his hand, pointed at the ninth seat tremblingly, and said hoarsely:

"Shen Qingzhu, kill him for me...

Now, [Believers] are basically wiped out, but as long as I am still alive, [Believers] can still be reorganized.

As I told you before, a new era is about to begin, and you...are destined to be the one who will lead the entire [believers] to glory.

Kill him, and you will be the first seat of [Believers]. "

Shen Qingzhu stared at him for a moment, then nodded.

"okay, I get it."

He turned around, turned his back to Yuyu, and walked slowly towards the ninth seat lying on the ground.

The ninth seat raised his head and stared at the young man with a faint smile on his blood-stained face.

"Do you have any last words?" Shen Qingzhu asked calmly.

"No."

"Really do not have?"

"Ah."

"If you really have no last words, how about I think of one for you?"

"Tell me."

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath,

shouted:

"SpongeBob SquarePants!! Let's go catch jellyfish!!!"

When his loud voice echoed in the underground space, he stood behind him and muttered for a moment, then his pupils trembled uncontrollably, and his expression struggled violently!

The two souls that had been suppressed by him all the time jumped up like never before!

At that moment, the raving could no longer maintain a clear consciousness, and the remaining reason completely collapsed...

He raised his hands high, his face flushed with excitement, and shouted loudly:

"Okay!! Pai Daxing!! Let's go catch jellyfish!!"

Swish-!

Shen Qingzhu turned around in an instant, pouring all her mental energy into the black ring in his hand,

then……

Throw hard!