I studied beheading in a mental institution

After half an hour.

Desert, no man's land.

On the sand dunes hundreds of miles away from the sword hut, a figure sat cross-legged in the wind, a muddy cassock fluttering in the dust.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Boom-! ! !

A crimson figure descended from the sky like a meteor, sending yellow sand flying up into the sky.

The next moment, a blade of light pierced through nothingness, with murderous intent breaking through the dust, and slashing straight towards the forehead of Monk Fate!

But Monk Fate just sat there silently, with his eyes closed, as if he had never heard of all this.

The tip of the knife stopped suddenly in front of his eyebrows, and the sharp light of the knife cut open his skin, a bright red oozes from it, flows down the bridge of the nose, and drips onto the desert.

"Do you think that I will soften my heart if you put on such a posture of letting others slaughter you now?"

Lin Qiye held the handle of the [God's Misfortune] knife and spoke in a cold voice.

"Then what should I do?" Monk Fate said slowly, "Resist? I can't beat you...Since I can't win and I can't escape, why should I resist?"

"Is that why you came to this desert?"

"Here, no matter how much noise we make, it won't affect the outside world, and won't be seen by others...isn't it?" Monk Fate opened his eyes, staring at Lin Qiye's eyes,

"This game of chess is not over yet, and the two chess players started fighting among themselves. If the enemy sees it, they will only think that we are ridiculous and stupid."

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, a ray of killing intent drifted from the blade...

"Perhaps, we only need one chess player."

"Maybe." Monk Fate's expression was extremely calm, "Kill me here and get back the [established fruit]. When our thousands of years of karma merge into one, the law of karma will also be born.

At that time, you will become the most powerful god of karma in the world, and you are only half a step away from breaking through to the highest level... But after that?

What Daxia lacks on this chessboard is really a God of Karma? "

"Big Xia does not lack a god of karma, but it does not need an executioner who regards human life as nothing... Do you know how many innocent people died tragically because of one of your lies?"

"Two thousand and one hundred and sixty people... Counting Xia Simeng, it is two thousand and one hundred and sixty three." Monk Fate said lightly, "But if there is no such lie, you attack Olympus in advance with all your combat power, even if you can Rescue them all, but at that time Zhou Ping has not yet left the customs, what will you do if you encounter the God of restraint later?"

"I've made preparations in advance! Even if the teacher doesn't make a move, we can escape!"

"Are you talking about those forbidden spells? Do you think that with those things, you can stop so many restraining gods?" Monk Fate raised his voice and said coldly, "Those forbidden spells alone, even if you can stop the restraining gods." Escape from the siege! At least two human ceilings will be lost!

The lives of more than 2000 ordinary people, plus one Xia Simeng, their combined importance on this chessboard is far less than the ceiling of two human beings! ! "

Hearing the last sentence, Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly shrank, and he stabbed [God's Calamity] into the sand beside him, and punched Monk Fate heavily in the face!

Boom-! ! !

Blood spurted out, and Monk Fate flew upside down like a sandbag for hundreds of meters!

Before the figure of Monk Fate fell to the ground, a crimson afterglow quickly flew in front of him, and his powerful palms grabbed his collar, hanging him in mid-air.

Lin Qiye glared at Monk Fate's eyes, and said angrily:

"I ask you... who am I?"

Monk Fate's mouth was covered with blood, he looked at Lin Qiye without saying a word.

"I'm the night watchman!!" Lin Qiye pressed his eyes in front of Monk Fate,

"Since when... the night watchmen need to use the lives of ordinary people as a bargaining chip?

Yes, we are going to win this game of chess!

But if we are fighting to protect the future of humanity while sacrificing the lives of ordinary people as a means of achieving ultimate victory... then what is the point of our game of chess? "

"In war, there is always sacrifice...isn't it?" Monk Fate said slowly, "I said the same thing four years ago, and I won't repeat it."

In Lin Qiye's mind, the two girls who walked side by side into the sea of ​​flames flashed in an instant. He, who was already full of anger, was ignited again!

"I'll ask you again...human life or chess pieces...which one is more important?!" Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice.

"Chess pieces." Monk Fate did not hesitate.

boom--! !

Lin Qiye punched out again, the power pierced through the body of Monk Fate, blasting the desert below into a terrifying deep pit.

Monk Fate spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale...

"Human life or chess pieces, which one is more important?!"

"piece."

boom--! !

"Which one is more important?!"

"piece."

boom--! !

Lin Qiye punched down one after another, the earth roared,

The yellow sand danced wildly in the wind, and in the center of this terrifying bunker, Monk Fate had completely turned into a blood man.

Lin Qiye looked at the dying Monk Fate beneath him, his chest heaving violently. His current strength is not a joke. After these few punches, even a monk Fate who is at the ceiling level of human beings is already very angry and on the verge of death.

"Cough...cough cough cough..." The crimson blood soaked the sand, the monk Fate opened his mouth and coughed up several blood clots, and the hoarse voice kept murmuring, "Chess pieces...chess pieces...chess pieces...chess pieces..."

Lin Qiye's blood-red fists trembled slightly. He looked at the monk Fate under him. After a long time, he still didn't land the last punch.

He took a deep breath, stood up in front of Monk Fate, and said in a deep voice:

"From now on...you will stay in your temple, without my order, you can't take half a step."

After the words fell, Lin Qiye turned and left.

"Because..." A hoarse voice came from the bloody pit, "Go to see...Zhou Ping..."

Lin Qiye glanced back at him, with unbearable and a little helpless in his eyes, he shook his head, and walked in the direction of Jianlu.

He took out his satellite phone and made a call:

"Hello? Junliang?"

"..."

"Yes, I'll send you a location in a while, and let the medical team come over... Well, after he is rescued, I will send someone to send him back to the temple in Kunlun Mountain."

"..."

"Send two people to guard at the foot of the mountain, don't let him run around, understand?"

"..."

After Lin Qiye finished his instructions, he hung up the phone. Not long after, a lonely sword cottage in the desert appeared in his vision.