I studied beheading in a mental institution

Lin Qiye: ...

Lin Qiye was a little confused. Since a certain period of time two months ago, Jialan's attitude towards him was a little strange, although every time the training of "Sword Qi Tidal" ended, she would carry the unconscious Lin Qiye back to the room , cover the quilt, and even help him clean the room, but once Lin Qiye took the initiative to talk to her, she turned her head away as if sullen...

Could it be that during this period of training, he was too ruthless?

shouldn't,

Wasn't it me who was beaten?

Lin Qiye thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, so he simply shook his head, put aside these complicated thoughts, and focused on the training in front of him.

With a hook of his fingertips, two straight knives flew out of the sheath, like two shooting stars across the sky, circling around Jialan. Swelled from it, condensed into a root-pointed cone.

Lin Qiye held the long sword of [Qi Yuan] in his left hand, a smear of night spread under his feet, his figure swept over every black iron cone in the sky like a ghost, and the tip of the sword touched the tail of the black iron cone like a dragonfly. Down.

The next moment, these dozens of black iron cones crashed down from the sky like black steel meteors!

Jia Lan swayed slightly, avoiding all the black iron cones, but then Lin Qiye stretched out his hand to press the void, those black iron cones that had sunk into the ground were instantly eroded by the darkness, twisted rapidly, and instantly formed a black steel cage.

Jialan snorted, the [Tianque] in his hand pierced towards the sky, the thick golden beam of light easily pierced through the top of the cage, and shot straight towards Lin Qiye in the sky!

Lin Qiye's figure disappeared out of thin air, and then reversely summoned to the straight knife behind Jialan.

clang--! !

The straight knife slashed on Jialan's body, and there was a buzzing sound, but it failed to cause any damage to her. The blue robe flew away, and a white fist hit Lin Qiye's chest like lightning.

Lin Qiye's horizontal sword collided with Jialan's fist in front of his chest, instantly erasing all the kinetic energy of the fist, and Jialan's hand lightly landed on Lin Qiye's chest, like a gust of wind.

Ok?

Jia Lan's fingertips touched something hard, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

Subconsciously, she squeezed her palm hard, and a burst of cracking sound came from Lin Qiye's chest pocket, and the tumbling purple fog gushed out!

Lin Qiye:? ? ?

"Oops!" Lin Qiye's complexion changed, and he took a few steps back, wanting to take off the clothes, but the concentration of the purple mist concentrated by An Qingyu was dozens of times thicker than before. In an instant, Lin Qiye's Consciousness begins to blur.

His figure staggered and fell backwards.

Seeing this scene, Jia Lan knew that she was in trouble, a panic appeared on Qiao's face, and quickly ran to Lin Qiye's side, supporting his body.

"Qiye, Qiye...are you alright?" Jia Lan asked softly, her glass-like eyes were full of worry, she stretched out her soft palm and put it on Lin Qiye's forehead, sensing him with spiritual power "Spiritual pollution? Why is the concentration so high, how could it be like this..."

After struggling for a moment, Jialan seemed to have made up her mind, her lips were slightly pursed, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and she quickly picked up Lin Qiye's clothes with both hands.

After taking off his coat and the shirt inside, Lin Qiye's upper body was completely exposed to the air. The strong muscles seemed to contain explosive power, hidden under the white and well-proportioned body, full of strength, but not at the same time. It makes people feel hot eyes, like a work of art carefully carved by craftsmen.

Jia Lan's pretty face was flushed, she gritted her teeth, hugged Lin Qiye, and quickly rushed out of the range of the purple mist.

After rushing out of the mist, Jia Lan wanted to put Lin Qiye on the ground, but thought that the other party had no clothes on and the ground was dirty, after a moment of hesitation, he continued to hold him in his arms.

"Hmm..." In a trance, a strange blush gradually appeared on Lin Qiye's face, and he slowly opened his mouth, "Jialan..."

"Huh? Mmm, I'm here."

In an instant, Jialan shifted his eyes from secretly looking at Lin Qiye's body to another place, and replied with a guilty conscience.

"My head is a little dizzy..." Lin Qiye said weakly, "Can you accompany me back to your room?"

"!!!" Jia Lan was stunned for a moment, her heart started beating wildly, and she said blushingly, "Back, back, back...back to my room?"

"Well... a room without anyone is fine... as long as there is a bed." Lin Qiye continued with his eyes in a trance, "It would be better if the bed was softer."

"This, this is not good?"

Jia Lan turned her head to the side, "You already have someone you love deeply... I, we are not suitable for this!"

"The one you love so much? Jialan, what are you talking about..."

"Didn't you say it yourself? There is someone you love deeply, but you can't see each other." Jia Lan pursed her lips, her expression a little depressed.

"That's really not me... If it was me, I wouldn't care if I could see her or not, I would kill anyone who dares to stop me from looking for her..."

Lin Qiye muttered to himself, "Besides, with a beautiful girl like you by my side, it's hard for me to see others..."

"what?!"

When Jia Lan heard the last sentence, her delicate body trembled, her face turned red up to her ears, "You, what are you talking about?"

She pretended to turn her head to one side, but the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, her eyes like autumn water were full of unconcealable joy, the haze that had shrouded her heart for two months was swept away, and her pretty face was flushed. , like a ripe apple.

"I'll take you back to your room first..." She stomped her feet on the ground, and hurried towards the warehouse.

After the figures of the two disappeared, the three of them poked their heads out from the corner furtively.

"Unexpectedly, we just wanted to invite the two of them to eat, and we saw such an explosive scene... What a sin." Cao Yuan coughed lightly, bowed his head and said a word about Amitabha.

Baili Fatty clicked twice, then turned to look at An Qingyu beside him, "Qingyu, what is that purple thing just now?"

"It's the liquid spiritual pollution that I extracted from [Bell Crand]." An Qingyu said with a strange expression, "But, I don't know why it has this effect..."

"Liquid spiritual pollution? This name is too ugly." Baili Pangpang thought for a while, "I think this thing is called 'Seven Nights Obedient Water', which is almost the same... It should be this thing that can make a straight man like that. The greatest invention of the century."

"'Cao Yuan Chastity Lock', 'Seven Nights Obedient Water'..." An Qingyu shrugged, "There are more strange inventions."