My Healing Game

"I can help you find the head, I know where it is." Han Fei said his bargaining chip again. In the game of death building, the door **** even agreed to fulfill Han Fei's wish in order to let Han Fei help him. Let Han Fei's mind come alive.

The **** head on the door god's shoulder didn't speak any more, it looked at Han Fei with those bloodstained eyes, as if it wanted to see Han Fei through.

"I can really help you."

"Have my head begged you like this?" Suddenly said something like this from the rotting mouth.

Han Fei didn't understand the meaning of the door god, but he nodded.

"I knew it was looking for me too." The door **** borrowed the head of the mouth and let out a laugh: "Actually, I should also thank the person who cut off my head. If it weren't for it, I wouldn't be born. I will tell you Determine the position of the head, not to let it come back, I want to kill it completely."

"What do you mean?"

"This body has given birth to a new consciousness, that is me, and now I am the door **** of the dead building. That head has only the memory of my past." The door god's body is fusing with the door of room 4044: " I don’t need you to help me find my head. I just need you to hide my existence and take me to find it.”

"Okay, no problem." Han Fei agreed very decisively.

"Let's live through tonight. If you can be seen by the soul chaser, it means that you are also one of its choices." The door **** leaned forward on his neck, and he stretched out his hand to support the head.

"Its choice? Door god, I have just been captured with three souls and three souls, I want to..." Han Fei finally found a "person" who can communicate, he is like a drowning man grabbing the shore Of a tree branch.

"I can't say, I can only tell you that both the dead and the living will appear in the building tonight. The living will remember that they are alive and they will hide at home and sleep, but most of the dead will forget that they are dead, and they will follow Memories from life, repeat the previous things. If you want to live tonight, it’s better to be closer to the living and farther away from the dead." The door god’s body is about to fuse with the door of 4044, the head on his neck looks at it. Looking at Han Fei, a smile is not a smile.

Han Fei always felt that the door **** should have found something in his mind, because the front and back attitude of the door **** has changed a little. At first, Han Fei may be just an ant in the door god's eyes, but now he has the value that can be used in the door god's eyes.

"Is there only these?"

"You'd better leave as soon as possible. Your soul should now be under the death curse of the death building. As time goes by, they will slowly forget that they are just a soul of you, and then they will start to give birth to their own consciousness, just like me and My head is the same." The human head on the door god's neck showed a sinister smile: "My head wants to find the body and re-dominate itself; but I want to kill my head, and it exists."

"They still have their own consciousness?" Han Fei found that he really underestimated the difficulty of this E-level task. The precautions released by the system are only a small part, and a large part of the system has not been mentioned!

"Of course, let's start as soon as possible." The door god's hand grabbed the head on his neck and pulled it down, and the long bloodshot slowly retracted his body: "I will tell you one last point. I just saw you in the three souls. Yishun ran into room 4064."

"4064?" Han Fei also looked up, he only saw the wall that was returning to normal: "How did you see it?"

"Soon you will be able to see those things. You are now in a state of losing your soul. You are dying, and you can see something that you could not see before tonight, such as Speaking of the soul chaser. But you must pay attention to it, you can, but if you cross that threshold, you can never go back." The door god's body is completely integrated with room 4044, the human head in his hand Was slowly deformed.

"While dying? Before the living person died, at the time when his consciousness finally dissipated, would it be the same as me now?" Han Fei kept staring at the door god, and he still felt that the door god's tone was a bit strange, as if hidden. What: "Door god, you seem to be interested in living things?"

"I have always liked communicating with people."

"like very much?"

"Isn't one of the heads on the ground a human head?"

"That's true."

The dialogue between Han Fei and the door **** is full of deadly wind, and it feels extraordinary when it is heard.

"Door god, can you tell me what is in room 4044? Maybe I can go through the door of room 4044..."

Before Han Fei finished speaking, the **** head was directly crushed by the door **** and turned into bloodshot into the door. It seemed as if it had never appeared before, and it became the heart of the door posted on the door panel again.

"Are you gone?" Han Fei took a deep breath and finally let go of his hanging heart. Only then did he realize that his back was wet with cold sweat and his clothes were tightly pressed against the skin.

What is a healing game? It’s been online for three minutes, and it has been on the verge of death a dozen times. Those who can pass the game alive, don’t cherish real life, that’s a ghost.

"Room 4064, one of my souls ran into the sixth floor?" Han Fei glanced at the task panel. He thought he had completed a task and only needed to stay for three hours before he could go offline. But who knows when he sees it. When I was in the state of my character, I accidentally found a line of words-the player is in a special state and cannot exit the game.

Resisting the urge to explode, Han Fei immediately left for the sixth floor.

"It seems that if you don't find the missing three souls and three souls, the exit button will probably not light up."

Although from his eyes to his facial expressions ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Han Fei has a feeling that he is about to scold the street, his brain is still very clear.

This mission at least gave him a wake-up call. If the deep world ghost stole the memory in his mind, or "the soul," then he would not be able to go offline if he was incomplete.

The strongest magical skill without a level cannot be used offline. Han Fei has tightened every nerve now. He has never done something so seriously.

After the door **** returned to the door, the corridor on the fourth floor was completely normal, just like an ordinary corridor, except that there were still some folded paper human heads on the ground, like white lanterns that had been squashed.

Han Fei didn't dare to waste any time. He hid the resurrection knife, avoided the phone of the soul chaser, and entered the safe passage.

But before he had time to go up, the slightly harsh sorrows had already been uploaded downstairs.

The sad music that everyone in the building can hear is mixed with the singing that only Han Fei can hear outside the building. After listening to it for a long time, Han Fei actually feels that the two seem to match.