Deicide Learning In A Psychiatric Hospital Chapter 28: : cut cut cut cut

Gollum.

The ghost-faced king's head falls to the ground.

Zhao Kongcheng swayed and fell straight down.

Lin Qiye's eyes and hands were fast, and he firmly caught Zhao Kongcheng's body. It was only then that he realized how bad Zhao Kongcheng's physical condition was.

Scratches, bruises, falls... In Lin Qiye's mental perception, his body was densely covered with wounds, and the gurgling blood flowed out of it, dyeing most of the rain and cement pool under him red. At least five or six bones were broken on his body. Lin Qiye couldn't imagine how Zhao Kongcheng stood up under such serious injuries.

The most terrible thing is that Lin Qiye can clearly perceive that Zhao Kongcheng's body is rapidly declining, and his vitality is like an afterglow in the ashes, getting weaker and weaker...

Lin Qiye sat beside Zhao Kongcheng at a loss, "Your body..."

"Cough cough... It's okay, it's just the sequelae of forcibly breaking out the potential."

"In this form, you will die."

"I know."

"Is it okay to die?"

"Hehehehe..." Zhao Kongcheng wanted to laugh, but he was halfway through laughing and coughed up blood again, "It's okay, at least I experienced a Forbidden Ruins before dying, and..."

"And what?"

"And I did it, slashing the sword to the abyss, and the blood stained the sky." Zhao Kongcheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched the mud under him, and found a hand of blood, "This amount of blood, even if it can't stain the sky, It should be no problem to dye a piece of the earth."

Lin Qiye was stunned, "But, there are thousands of people behind you, and no one sees your efforts except me. Is it worth it?"

Zhao Kongcheng smiled and did not answer.

"Do me a favor."

"You said."

"There's a pack of cigarettes in my pocket, light it for me."

Lin Qiye fumbled for a while in Zhao Kongcheng's chest pocket, and then took out a cigarette soaked in rain, and then took out a lighter from his trousers pocket.

Gang the cigarette to Zhao Kongcheng, Lin Qiye stretched out his hand to protect the lighter from the rain, and pressed it a few times.

Cha, Cha... Cha!

A flame ignited, lighting the cigarette in Zhao Kongcheng's mouth.

He took a deep breath and let out a long sigh of relief, as if his whole body was comfortable.

Zhao Kongcheng was smoking a cigarette, his eyes staring at the gray sky, the rain poured down on his face, and slipped down his cheeks...

"Lin Qiye."

"Hmm."

"I slashed the ghost face king with one knife, did you see it?"

"I see."

The corners of Zhao Kongcheng's mouth couldn't help but rise, he was very happy.

Lin Qiye nodded, and was about to say something when suddenly, his whole body shook slightly.

He turned his head stiffly and saw a burly headless corpse slowly crawling up in the mud in the distance...

On its body, a pale and weird grimace is like a parasite, crawling quickly, from the legs to the back, from the back to the chest...

In the end, it grew on the ghost-faced king's chest.

On the head that had just been cut off, the pale grimace had disappeared.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted!

The Ghost Face King... is not dead yet.

The rain is still falling.

Zhao Kongcheng looked at the sky, still reminiscing about the scene just now, but did not notice the change in Lin Qiye's expression.

"Damn, the guy who couldn't even kill the captain was hacked to death by Lao Tzu... Lin Qiye, do you think I'm bad?"

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then looked down at Zhao Kongcheng in his arms and nodded heavily.

"Well, amazing!"

"With such great achievements, if I can survive, I will definitely be a general?"

"It's definitely possible." Lin Qiye's eyes were full of certainty, "You have to live!"

"Hey hey."

Zhao Kongcheng seemed to have imagined something, and his face was filled with satisfaction.

But, the light in his eyes is gradually extinguishing.

Lin Qiye's hands trembled slightly, he shook Zhao Kongcheng's body and whispered:

"Zhao Kongcheng! You haven't become a general yet, you can't die yet!"

It seems that Zhao Kongcheng can no longer hear Lin Qiye's voice, his eyes are gradually blurred... He opened his mouth, and his voice sounded like a fine mosquito:

"I...was he handsome just now?"

"Handsome!" Lin Qiye's lips trembled, he nodded firmly,

"Very handsome! More handsome than anyone I've ever met!"

The corners of Zhao Kongcheng's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes slowly closed, and his body relaxed.

Zhao Kongcheng, dead.

I'm so excited

Lin Qiye sat there in a daze, the rain blurred his eyes, but his eyes still did not move away from Zhao Kongcheng.

Until... the heavy footsteps sounded again.

Lin Qiye pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and sat up slowly from the ground...

He turned around, and his eyes fell on the headless ghost-faced corpse in the distance. There seemed to be a blazing sun in his eyes!

He took two steps forward,

Pull out a straight knife slanted on the ground!

That is Zhao Kongcheng's sword.

Lin Qiye held the knife and walked towards the ghost-faced king step by step. The rain soaked him, but it couldn't quench the anger in his heart!

And those flaming golden eyes!

The ghost face on the ghost-faced king's corpse twisted and seemed to be roaring silently. Its pace was getting faster and faster, and finally it was like a staggering giant beast, ramming towards Lin Qiye!

The headless ghost-faced king whose right arm has been chopped off by Zhao Kongcheng can only rely on the sharp claws of his left hand~IndoMTL.com~ to launch a stormy attack!

Lin Qiye held the knife and could always guess its attack trajectory like a prophet, and then staggered away like lightning to avoid the attack.

He is like a midnight butterfly, swaying in the icy wind, but never a leaf sticks to his body.

The terrifying dynamic vision and the speed bonus of the Starry Night Dancer make Lin Qiye seem like a ghost at this moment.

Lin Qiye flashed the Ghost Face King more than ten times in a row, raised his hand expressionlessly, and swung his sword fiercely!

This time, his goal is not any vital body, but the pale grimace residing on the chest of the ghost-faced king!

If he guessed correctly, this ghost face is the real ghost face king.

Although Zhao Kongcheng decapitated the ghost-faced king before, he didn't hurt the ghost-face, so the ghost-faced king could still be resurrected!

Lin Qiye's body danced in the gap between the Ghost Face King's attacks, and the straight knife in his hand swung one after another, slashing at the ghost face again and again.

Although he has five times the strength bonus, he still can't bring actual damage to the ghost face king, and can only leave a bloodstain that is neither deep nor shallow.

But it doesn't matter.

If you can't kill with one knife, you can chop ten, a hundred!

This time...he's going to slash the Ghost Face King to the core!

One, two, three...

The Ghost Face King couldn't touch Lin Qiye, but Lin Qiye was able to slash the Ghost Face King. Gradually, the ghost face on the Ghost Face King's chest became more and more wounded, bloodier and more painful!

Soon, the Ghost Face King's offensive slowed down.

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he seized the opportunity and held the straight knife in his hand!

Use all your strength to stab the ghost face!

A piercing howl resounds through the sky!