Strongman in a mental hospital

Gollum.

Ghost Face King's head fell to the ground.

Zhao Kongcheng shook his body and fell straight down.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lin Qiye firmly caught Zhao Kongcheng's body. Only then did he realize how bad Zhao Kongcheng's physical condition was.

Scratches, bruises, and falls were in Lin Qiye's mental perception. His body was densely covered with wounds, and the gurgling blood flowed out of them, dyeing most of the rainwater puddles under his body 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 embers in ashes, getting weaker and weaker

Lin Qiye sat beside Zhao Kongcheng in a daze, "Your body"

"It's okay, cough, cough, it's just a sequela of the forced outburst potential."

"In this form, you will die."

"I know."

"Is it okay to die?"

"Hey hey hey hey" Zhao Kongcheng wanted to laugh, but he coughed up blood again halfway through the laugh, "It's not bad, at least I experienced the Forbidden Ruins before I died, and"

"And what?"

"And I did it, slashing the knife into the abyss, and the blood stained the sky." Zhao Kongcheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched the mud under his body, and drew a hand of blood, "This amount of bleeding, even if it can't dye the sky, it will dye a piece of the earth." Should be fine."

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

Zhao Kongcheng smiled, but did not answer.

"Do me a favor."

"you say."

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

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

Giving the cigarette to Zhao Kongcheng, Lin Qiye reached out to protect the lighter from the rain, and pressed it a few times.

Crack, crack!

A wisp of flame ignited and lit the cigarette in Zhao Kongcheng's mouth.

He took a deep breath and let out a long breath, as if his whole body was at ease.

Zhao Kongcheng was smoking a cigarette, looking at the gray sky with his eyes, the rain poured on his face and slid down his cheeks

"Lin Qiye."

"Um."

"I cut off the ghost face king with one knife, did you see that?"

"I saw."

The corner of Zhao Kongcheng's mouth raised uncontrollably, 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 far away.

On its body, a pale and strange 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 face king's chest.

And on the head that had just been chopped off, the pale grimace had disappeared without a trace.

Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly shrank!

The ghost face king is not dead yet.

Rain is still falling.

Zhao Kongcheng looked at the sky, still reminiscing about the scene just now, and didn't notice the change in Lin Qiye's expression.

"Damn it, the guy who couldn't even be killed by the captain was hacked to death by Lin Qiye, do you think I'm terrible?"

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

"Well, great!"

"With such great achievements, if I can survive, I must be able to become a general, right?"

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

"hey-hey."

Zhao Kongcheng seemed to have imagined something, and his face was full of satisfaction.

However, the light in his eyes is gradually going out.

Lin Qiye's hands trembled slightly, he shook Zhao Kongcheng's body, and shouted in a low voice:

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

Zhao Kongcheng seemed to be unable to hear Lin Qiye's voice, and his eyes gradually blurred. He opened his mouth, and his voice sounded like a mosquito:

"Was I handsome just now?"

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

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

Zhao Kongcheng's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes closed slowly, and his body relaxed.

Zhao Kongcheng is dead.

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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 slowly sat up from the ground

He turned around, and his eyes fell on the headless corpse of the ghost-faced king in the distance. It was as if a scorching sun was burning in his eyes!

He took two steps forward,

Pull out a straight knife inserted obliquely in the ground!

That was Zhao Kongcheng's knife.

Holding the knife, Lin Qiye walked towards Ghost Face King step by step. The rain drenched him, but it couldn't quench the anger in his heart!

And those flaming golden pupils!

The grimace on Ghost Mian King's corpse twisted and seemed to be screaming silently. Its pace became faster and faster, and finally it was like a staggering giant beast, rushing towards Lin Qiye!

The headless ghost-faced king whose right arm had been cut off by Zhao Kongcheng could only rely on the sharp claws of his left hand to attack like a storm!

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

He was like a butterfly in the middle of the night, fluttering in the bitter wind, but never leaving a leaf on his body.

The terrifying dynamic vision and the speed bonus of Starry Night Dancer made Lin Qiye at this moment seem to be transformed into a ghost.

Lin Qiye dodged the ghost face king's attack more than ten times in a row, raised his hand expressionlessly, and swung the knife fiercely!

This time, his target was not any vital part of his body, but the pale grimace that resided on the chest of Ghost-Mask King's body!

If he guessed correctly, this ghost face is the ghost face king's body.

Although Zhao Kongcheng had beheaded the ghost face king before, he didn't hurt the ghost face, so the ghost face king can still come back to life!

Lin Qiye's body danced between the ghost face king's attacks, and the straight knife in his hand swung one after another, slashing on 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 not deep and not shallow bloodstain.

But it is not important.

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

This time he's going to chop Ghost Face King until he dies!

One knife, two knife, three knife

The ghost face king couldn't touch Lin Qiye, but Lin Qiye was able to chop the ghost face king. Gradually, there were more and more wounds on the ghost face on the ghost face king's chest, more and more bloody, and the expression became more and more painful!

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

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

Use all your strength to stab the grimace!

The shrill and ear-piercing howl resounded through the sky!