I studied beheading in a mental institution

This flaming straight knife cut through the tumbling black hair, and instantly pierced through the head of the black-haired female ghost. The flames burned all the hair strands close to the straight knife, and a pungent stench permeated the air!

Amidst the sharp and miserable howls, the flames swept across, completely engulfing the black-haired female ghost's figure.

After killing the black-haired female ghost with thunder, Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, and the straight knife flew back to his palm automatically, but there was no joy on his face, because the faces closest to them In the wall, several revived stone statues have crawled out and are surrounding here!

"Run!" Lin Qiye quickly said to Yugong Haruki while perceiving the surroundings with mental power.

Without the slightest hesitation, Amamiya Haruki put 【Yu Beng】into the sheath, and followed Lin Qiye to run towards the direction with the least number of stone statues.

After Wei Dong hesitated for a while, he ran after Lin Qiye.

He has no Forbidden Ruins, and after losing those equipments, he is just an ordinary person with good skills. Facing such a large-scale stone statue attack, he has no possibility of surviving, so the best way is naturally to escape with Lin Qiye.

The most important thing is that through Lin Qiye's ability just now, he can basically rule out the possibility that the other party is the master of the Fujin knife, and he may even come from outside the "circle of people" just like himself.

And outside the "circle of people", it seems that the only one who has the ability to walk freely in the mist is the Evil Society... But he can be sure that Lin Qiye is not a member of the Evil Society, and there is no mark of the Judgment and the Spear of the Oath in his palm .

Do not!wrong!

In addition to the evil society, there is also a team that has the ability to walk in the fog.

Wei Dong remembered that when he was receiving training at the Shangxie Society, the president mentioned that the night watchmen in Daxia had a special special team No. 005, which performed the duties of walking the fog and carrying out secret tasks. The name of that team seemed to be It's called... [Blue Rain]?

But didn't it mean that [Blue Rain] was destroyed a long time ago?

What Wei Dong couldn't understand the most was, if Lin Qiye really came from the mist, why did he suddenly transform into the master of the Misfortune Sword?

You must know that not everyone can be the master of the Fujin sword, and it is basically impossible for the soul of the Fujin sword to admit that people from other countries are the masters.

Full of doubts, Wei Dong flew all the way to Lin Qiye's side. The latter glanced at him and was about to speak. Then, as if he had sensed something, he pulled out his knife and slashed at a piece of wood beside him. nothingness.

clang--! !

On the edge of the empty wall, a thin figure emerged with a short stick in his hand. Its pale eyes stared at the straight knife in Lin Qiye's hand, and his expression seemed very surprised.

It took a step back, its figure became unreal, and disappeared from Wei Dong's field of vision again.

"You can't hide." Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes and stepped forward. Emerald green shoots emerged from the ground around him, growing into a lush lawn in the blink of an eye, spreading like a prairie fire. open!

【Eternal Secret Garden】.

One after another, flower buds bloomed on the green grass, entwining a certain piece of nothingness, and the thin figure holding a short stick was forced to emerge again, his ankles had been tightly locked by the flowers and plants, and he couldn't move an inch.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of flower buds began to grow on the surface of its skin, absorbing its strength and vitality, its body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its expression was terrified.

Lin Qiye didn't care about it anymore, but held two straight knives with his backhand, and the dark night flashed above the blades, fighting with another blue cat demon who charged.

The speed of that cat demon was extremely fast, even to the point of piercing the space, its figure flickered intermittently in the air, and the naked eye could not keep up with its speed, and Lin Qiye's body was stained with night, relying on his extremely powerful dynamic vision With 【Flickering Night】, they abruptly stopped him.

Two figures, one black and one blue, flickered frantically on the lawn. After Lin Qiye swung dozens of knives, he flew out.

After quickly solving the two "mysteries" blocking the way, Lin Qiye stepped on the green grass in a black windbreaker, and continued to sprint forward, killing a bloody path.

Amamiya Haruki and Wei Dong who followed behind him opened their mouths in shock as they watched this scene.

Yugong Qinghui had never seen Lin Qiye attack with all his strength, until now, he knew how vigorous Lin Qiye was without the restrictions of the Forbidden Ruins...

Wei Dong's shock was completely different from that of Yugong Haruki. As a human being from the mist, he naturally knew the Forbidden Ruins very well. At least four distinct abilities, which he had never heard of.

"Aren't you from the Japanese 'people's circle'?" After pondering for a while, Wei Dong still couldn't help asking.

Only this time, what he spoke was no longer Japanese, but genuine Chinese.

Hearing this sentence, Lin Qiye, who was running forward with two knives in his forehand, was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at Wei Dong, and also replied in Chinese, "Big Xia people?"

The corner of Wei Dong's mouth twitched, and his heart suddenly became depressed!

The two co-authors from Daxia tried each other in Japanese for a long time here, but they turned out to be the same group? !

"Are you a night watchman? Which team are you from? How did you get here?" Lin Qiye asked a series of questions one after another.

"I'm not a night watchman." Wei Dong shook his head, "I'm from the Shang Evil Society."

"Going to an evil society?" Lin Qiye paused, "I've never heard of it."

"..."

"Shangxiehui is..." Wei Dong lowered his head abruptly in the middle of his words, and a sharp thorn flew over his scalp, almost piercing his head directly.

He looked back, and saw seven or eight resuscitated stone statues chasing the three of them crazily along the corridor behind him.

"I can't tell you clearly now, we'll talk about it after we leave here." After the words fell, Wei Dong stretched out his hand to Lin Qiye while running.

"what?"

"Give me back my equipment, I can help you."

Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then threw the pixel pistol in his hand to Wei Dong.

Now that Wei Dong's identity has been determined to be from Daxia, the misunderstanding between the two can be put aside for now. In this strange country, Lin Qiye is still willing to trust Daxia's compatriots once. The summoning magic was left on the pixel pistol. If Wei Dong really wanted to stab him in the back with this pistol, it would definitely be Wei Dong who died.

Trust and prudence do not conflict.

Wei Dong took the pixel pistol, weighed it in his hand, and fired several times at the back without turning his head. The pixel bullets pierced the chamber, whizzing and accurately shot at several "mysterious" heads!