I studied beheading in a mental institution

Seeing the figure of [Chaos], An Qingyu was startled for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Get out." Now that Lin Qiye saw [Chaos], he was subconsciously annoyed and said coldly.

"Don't be so fierce... It's rare to see a face other than that annoying nurse. Since you want to be a patient, what's the matter with the conversation?" [Chaos] said indifferently.

"I said [Key to the Door]..."

[Chaos] hadn't finished speaking, Lin Qiye lightly raised his palm, and a terrifying gravitational force gushed out from the room behind [Chaos], directly pulling his body back into the room forcibly.

boom--!

There was only a muffled sound, and the door of the fifth ward was automatically locked.

[Chaos] was sealed in the ward again.

"What's the matter? The mourner star ran out again?"

Hearing the sound, Li Yifei ran out of the kitchen in a hurry. Seeing the Anqing fish in the yard, his hands trembled suddenly, and a half-peeled corn fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, and opened his mouth uncontrollably...

"Qiqi...Qiye! He he he he is..."

Even after so many years, Li Yifei's psychological shadow towards Anqingyu still hasn't disappeared. In addition, I later heard that he is a perverted madman who likes to dissect "mysteries", and he betrayed Daxia and became "The Key to the Door". The shadow left in Li Yifei's heart has not diminished but increased...

Over the years, whenever Li Yifei dreamed of An Qingyu's face, he was very thankful that he was killed early in the year. If it was a few days later, he would probably have been chopped off by the other party.

Seeing that An Qingyu actually appeared in this hospital at this moment, and her appearance and temperament have changed drastically, she was naturally shocked.

"From today, he is a patient in Ward No. [-]." Lin Qiye said to Li Yifei, "From now on, he will be under your care."

An Qingyu stared at Li Yifei silently, those gray eyes were extremely deep, for some reason, Li Yifei trembled slightly the moment he saw these eyes.

After he struggled for a moment, he still winked at Lin Qiye, motioning to take a step to speak.

Lin Qiye walked aside with him,

"Qiye, are you sure he's okay here?" Li Yifei asked cautiously.

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

"He...he is the [Key to the Door]! Can this hospital hold him?"

"[Chaos] can be imprisoned, why can't he? What's more, he hasn't completely become the [Key of the Door] yet." Lin Qiye glanced at An Qingyu, who was standing on the tree in the middle of the courtyard. Under the big tree, calmly observing the lines on the trunk,

"And...if you can't even lock him up here, then there is no place in the world where you can lock him up."

This mental hospital of the gods is a place where the supreme god can be imprisoned. Even [Chaos] is locked in the fifth ward. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest cage in the world. It is also where An Qingyu is held. only choice.

"Okay..." Li Yifei paused for a moment, and asked worriedly, "He won't dissect me here, will he?"

"..."

Lin Qiye glanced at him, "Don't worry, the Nanda Snake Demon is no longer worth dissecting to him... You can even control [Chaos], can't you control him?"

"No, he is not the same as [Chaos]... Hey, let me try." Li Yifei scratched his head and said.

"However, you don't have to be as strict with him as you are with [Chaos]. On weekdays, he wants to take a walk, drink tea, read a book, etc., as long as he doesn't do too much."

"What about the medicine? Is it the same as the dosage of [Chaos]?"

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, glanced at An Qingyu from the corner of his eye, and said:

"He doesn't need medicine."

"okay."

After explaining to Li Yifei, Lin Qiye went straight to An Qingyu, who was looking up at the panel floating above his head:

"Anqing fish treatment progress: 93%"

"It seems that your mental state is not that healthy." Lin Qiye said slowly, "Even the healing progress of [Chaos] is 95%."

An Qingyu said lightly: "Really? Are you sure... what you see is real?"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly:

"What do you want to say?"

An Qingyu didn't answer, but changed the subject:

"Even if you lock me up here, with the help of those outside, you can't defeat the nine gods of restraint."

"I don't need to bother you about this... The teacher has already passed the test, and now you should worry about whether you can win or not."

Hearing this sentence, An Qingyu raised her brows slightly:

"Did Sword Immortal Hongchen ascend to the highest realm... So you insisted on delaying for ten days just to wait for his trump card?

Taking Olympus as a game, using all the top human combat power as a bait, to lure me and the gods of restraint, use the hospital to imprison me, and then rely on the Red Dust Sword Immortal to reverse the situation... In this way, not only did Daxia occupy the absolute initiative, and forced us out of the dark.

As expected of the Lin Qiye I know, you played these few moves very well. "

Lin Qiye didn't answer, he just looked into An Qingyu's eyes silently, and said slowly:

"Really... What about you? You know that Olympus is a trap I set for you, but you still dare to come here... What is your backhand?"

"How do you know that I will have a backup? The combat power of the nine restraining gods is already enough to sweep the earth, isn't that enough?"

Lin Qiye shook his head,

"It may be enough for others, but you are An Qingyu... I know you too well, your meticulousness and prudence will only surpass mine, and you must have left behind."

An Qingyu smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Compared with him before, this smile no longer has that shyness, only an indescribable mystery and calmness.

"During this time, you should stay in this hospital well... I will come to you again when I have time."

Lin Qiye knew that if he continued to ask this question, he would not be able to find anything. After leaving a sentence, his figure disappeared in place.

Lin Qiye left, [Chaos] was sealed, and only he and Li Yifei were left in this huge hospital.

The breeze blew across the lawn, rustling the big tree.

After a brief silence,

Li Yifei glanced at the half-peeled corn in his hand, and said tentatively:

"Do you... eat tortillas?"

An Qingyu took a deep look at him, turned around and walked towards Ward No. [-]. A calm voice sounded:

"casual."