My Healing Game

Han Fei's five chances to look back has already been used twice, he still hasn't seen the face of the soul chaser, and now he has no idea how to complete this task.

Time goes by, and within ten minutes, if you don’t see the opponent will die, you will die if you are caught up by the opponent, and you will die if you use the opportunity to turn your head back five times. The superposition of these several mortal conditions brings Han Fei beyond imagination. pressure.

The only thing that can bring him strength and hope now is to be able to go offline. Before going offline, he must master as much information as possible to increase his probability of survival after logging in next time.

"I still have about seven minutes left, which is enough." Han Fei gave up to complete the task, and when he made up his mind to go offline, his heart became a little more relaxed.

As long as he exits the game fast enough, death is something that will only happen the next time he logs in.

"I try to keep the remaining three opportunities. After I go offline, I will go to Zhuang Ren's house to play the dead building game, trying to figure out what the soul chaser is in the game first, so that I should have a chance to complete this task next time I go online.

The ten-minute F-level mission is really outrageous. The soul chaser behind Han Fei and him are not in the same dimension. It feels like the dead building is like a miniature perfect life game, divided into two worlds, the outer world and the inner world.

The truly terrifying things are in the inner world, and the "harmless" owners who have been deprived of their memory are placed in the outer world, and the night of soul-returning is equivalent to the fusion of the outer world and the inner world, and the most terrifying things in the inner world will return.

There are two bridges between these two worlds, one is the nightmare of the butterfly, and the other is the soul-calling ritual.

Coincidentally, this seems to correspond exactly to the butterfly's ability to control dreams and the happy community's building manager's ability to call souls.

"The most terrifying thing in the dead building is waking up. As the ceremony continues, my pressure will increase."

It's already bad now, but the future will be even worse. As long as you live, you will continue to slide into deeper despair.

The dead building in the deep world is like a bottomless abyss, where despair and pain are endless.

Running down wildly, Han Fei avoided the attacks from his own several times. He didn't look back until he entered the promenade on the fourth floor.

"Room 4041!" Han Fei stared at a certain door, and his thoughts changed sharply: "Feng Ziyu is a deep world that was entered by a butterfly. The butterfly character will definitely not let him run around, so he is likely to be caught Trapped in 4041."

Han Fei has the talent for returning souls and can only use it once a night.

If possible, he wanted to try Feng Ziyu to see if he could send him away.

However, the prerequisite for trying is to touch the opponent, so Han Fei must check the situation in Room 4041 while he can go offline to avoid risks.

Opening the safety door, Han Fei already felt something was wrong when he touched the doorknob.

The palm is wet with a few grains of white rice on it.

Entering the promenade, the entire fourth floor has an indescribable weirdness. There is a brazier at the door of every household. If you want to enter the door, you must first step over the brazier.

But the brazier did not store paper ashes and paper money, but displayed a large number of cut photos and small people with braided hair.

It is normal to look closely at the promenade, but when running, I feel that the ground is uneven and the walls are twisted and skewed, like a tunnel that can never be run out.

There are rooms with three "4s" on the fourth floor. Han Fei didn't want to stay here for too long, but the weather didn't follow his wishes. He found that if he wanted to get close to room 4041, he had to go through room 4044.

"Anyway, I've been chased by a soul chaser, so there should be nothing close to that room."

Negatives are positive, Han Fei's idea is simple.

He rushed to 4041 without hesitation, but after running two steps, he obviously felt abnormal.

The corridor seemed to be stretched infinitely, and he ran two big steps, his body only moved a short distance forward.

There was a shudder inexplicably, Han Fei felt that someone was watching him. He looked up and looked straight ahead. The bright red couplets of every household seemed to bleed, like a hanged ghost with a long tongue sticking out of his mouth.

"Where does the gaze come from?"

Turning his eyes, Han Fei looked at room 4044, which was different from other rooms. Its anti-theft door was pasted with a headless doorman standing with his back to the corridor!

The door **** is a shocking Xiao Xiao, evil, headless door god, just looking at it feels very weird.

"Can't get close!"

Han Fei was instinctively unwilling to approach each other, but the security door rang behind him, and the soul chaser also entered the fourth floor.

There is no doubt that you will die if you stop there, and there may be a 1% chance of survival if you go forward, and Han Fei can only choose the latter.

He ran wildly on the twisted promenade, obviously running far away, but still in the middle of the fourth floor, but the distance from the headless door **** was shortened.

"What will this **** guard?"

The door **** in the red paper seemed to be stepping on the river of blood, its arm grabbing something, and its body slowly turning.

The brazier at the door of room 4044 trembled slightly, and all the portraits in the brazier had no heads. This seemed to be a hint.

Following the chasing of the soul chaser, Han Fei got closer and closer to room 4044, and the corridor in front of him began to change.

More and more blood appeared from the corner, and Han Fei's feet no longer seemed to be a concrete floor, but a puddle soaked in blood.

The viscous reddish-brown liquid kept dripping, sliding down his cheeks, and his unclear premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Where is the corridor? It's a ghost gate."

Backing is also dead, Han Fei can only move forward, but when he finally came to the door of room 4044, his weakened arm stinged again.

The blood lines began to shrink instantly, and black blood vessels protruded from the butterfly-shaped wound on Han Fei's arm. Something was trying to remind Han Fei to run!

"Great sin?"

When being attacked by the soul chaser, Da Nie helped Han Fei withhold the mortal blow, and now the other party once again issued a warning to Han Fei~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The dashing footsteps stopped, and Han Fei looked towards room 4044. , The door **** who stood with his back to the corridor turned around somehow, and he was dragging a huge guillotine in his hand.

When the blade fell down, Han Fei had no time to hesitate, he immediately chose to quit the game.

The blood clotted the world, and the blade almost hit Han Fei's neck.

Consciousness began to break away, and in that blood-red city, he vaguely heard the singing that contained anger.

When Han Fei left the game, the singing once again confirmed Han Fei's position, which greatly stimulated it.

Taking off the game helmet, Han Fei was paralyzed in the game cabin. He tried to open the cabin door, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

This night was particularly fulfilling for Han Fei. He was either on the run for his life, or on the way to his life, until he was forced out of the game at the end.

"The next time it goes online, it will be the scariest soul-returning night in 14 years. I now have less than 24 hours of preparation time."