My Healing Game

The dead building has 24 floors. The old ghost lives on the 23rd floor. He is the ghost closest to the top floor and the longest ghost in the building.

The owner of the building has never seen him murder and go crazy. This old ghost has always lived in his own house. He has a good temper. Even if someone enters room 4234 by mistake, he will be pushed out by an inexplicable force.

If the twenty-fourth floor is the most dangerous floor in the building, the twenty-third floor can be regarded as the safest floor in the building.

Everyone knows the existence of the old ghost, but just like the male students who have been redeemed by the firefly, they don't feel how terrible the old ghost is.

Enduring countless years, until this day, the old ghost met the evil soul.

His only blood relative was summoned into the death building, the last trace of blood in the world was occupied by the evil soul, forcibly merged.

If he doesn't want to die, then he can only cooperate with the evil soul.

In the beginning, the old ghost was just looking for opportunities and trying to strip the evil spirits out, but as the contact deepened, he slowly discovered that the evil spirits were more able to adapt to the dead building than himself.

He hoped that his blood relatives were evil spirits more than the ineffective grandson.

Seeing flying and domineering, lawless, in fact meticulous and decisive, all seemingly crazy behaviors are dominated by an absolutely cold reason.

Such a person can be said to be born for the deep world. If the evil spirit can stay on his grandson, then the blood curse that plagued the old ghost family may one day be lifted.

In the endless darkness, the old ghost saw a glimmer of hope brought by the evil soul, so he decided to cooperate with the other party and use his best to seize this opportunity to escape.

Black and red blood spots appeared under his skinny skin, and the death curses were forced out of his body by him. The "heart" that had been sleeping in the old ghost's chest for so many years began to beat again!

Pieces of cursed blood scabs fell, and the black heart burst out with unimaginable terrifying yin air, and the blood of ancestors from generations to generations instantly flowed through the body!

The faces on his back were howling, the old ghost's falling hair was slowly dyed red with blood, his shriveled body quickly swelled, and the deep wrinkles were smoothed out little by little.

Countless death words drilled in the old ghost's body were forced out, and his black heart began to flow out of blood while beating.

When the first drop of blood fell, a crack appeared in the black heart, and a hatred that had been suppressed for countless years erupted from it!

After the ancestors died for generations, they couldn't be peaceful, and they all turned into monsters. How could this hatred of destroying the door be forgotten?

The hands that had expanded several times tore off the wooden board on the window, the old ghost finally no longer concealed his hatred, he became the first person in the dead building to challenge the manager.

His eyes were completely red, and the old ghost smashed the window blocked by the manager. He looked at the gray mist surging and stepped out of the dead building with blood stains all over his body without any hesitation!

The moment he left the death building, the faces on the old ghost's back began to scream in pain, and densely packed words of death appeared on the faces of descendants.

The death curse planted by the manager on the old ghost has been triggered, and he may die if he leaves the dead building!

The **** hatred in the black heart spread all over the body, and the gray fog could not stop the old ghost from leaving. At this time, strands of black fog floated from near the singing.

"Why are you still hesitating? Give me all your hatred!"

All the cheeks on the old ghost's back were twisted, but there was only one face at this time, not only did not collapse due to pain, but was full of evil eyes and roared ferociously!

The surface of the black heart was completely shattered, and the deepest hatred hidden by the old ghost was like a flame, directly igniting his own blood.

The blood of the old ghost exploded in the gray fog, as if the red firework fell into the black deep sea!

The old ghost's arms full of death words abruptly tore through the lingering fog outside the building, and while most of the death will be attracted by the singing, he penetrated the weakest point of the death building.

There was a gap in the fog, and the old ghosts who have been trapped in the dead building for generations seemed to be free as long as they walked out of the gap in the fog.

These countless times in the fantasy scene became reality, the old ghost forcibly endured the pain around him, resisted with hatred, dragged his body towards the gap.

Before the mist closed again, he could definitely leave at his speed, but when he was one step away from the gap, the old ghost suddenly stopped.

In the blood-red heart of the old ghost, in the deepest part of the old ghost's hatred, a cocoon full of death words slowly cracked open.

It may be due to the lack of time and the reason that the cocoon broke out early. The butterfly in the cocoon is deformed and ugly. Its incomplete wings are engraved with the faces of all the offspring of the old ghost. It was born out of the hatred of the old ghost family, and the old ghost. All the blood of the offspring are connected, and it seems that as long as it **** its wings, the offspring of the old ghost will die.

The death curse on his body is only a visible shackle, and the death curse in his heart is the reason why the butterfly let the old ghost go.

"Old guy, don't you know that your heart has become passive? Someone wants to use you and all the offspring to feed a reptile!"

The butterfly deceived the old ghost from the very beginning. The thing that is inferior to the beast would never leave the threat by his side. Since it chooses to leave the old ghost, it must show that the old ghost is useful to it.

His eyes were bleeding and tears, and the old ghost's eyes were red.

The evil spirit controls the old ghost's arm, and he wants to remove the hateful heart.

No one thought of this crazy behavior. When his fingers were close to the heart, the butterfly’s deformed wings flapped downwards, the old ghost’s back instantly became **** and bloody, and the faces became deformed and ugly, as if anytime. It may fall apart.

If the heart is taken away, the old ghost will be dispelled, and all the offspring who deeply integrate with the old ghost will die, but the evil spirits that are not deeply integrated will not necessarily die.

At this moment, the exit is in front, and the evil spirits have a chance to escape the dead building community alone and get rid of the current predicament.

The cursed hand approached the heart, but hovered above it. The evil spirit hesitated for a moment, but finally did not fall.

"If I can't do it, I really am a good person!"

The exit is slowly shrinking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The evil spirits sullenly stared at the deformed butterfly in the heart of the old ghost: "The real curse has always been in your heart, and the deepest secret you have hidden has long been managed. See it through, you poor even I want to sympathize with you. But it doesn't matter, as long as it is a curse, there must be a way to remove it, such as killing the person who cast it."

The evil spirit spoke unscrupulously, as if he never knew how to be afraid: "You wanted to escape before, but people didn't give you a way to survive, so you know what to do now, right?"

Standing one step away from the exit, but unable to escape.

Facing such a desperate scene, Evil Soul couldn't see any discouragement on his face. He seemed to have guessed the ending long ago, and at this time a more crazy killing intent was ignited in his eyes.

"I told you long ago that power needs to be used to make sense. Since the manager has no intention of letting you live, then you don't have to worry about anything."

The voice of the evil soul echoed in the gray mist, penetrating the soul.

"Kill! Let's kill!" He yelled hysterically: "Use all the things left by the manager to strengthen yourself! As long as you kill enough, we are a death curse that no one in this building can violate!"