My Healing Game

　　　　 "A broken cocoon?"

　　 Looking at the huge cocoon fragments in the Scarlet Flower Sea, Han Fei had some doubts in his eyes. Something seemed to have broken out of the cocoon in the deepest part of the dead building, and completed the transformation.

　　 "The strength of the butterfly should still be at this stage of hatred, but the aura from the cocoon fragments is already indescribable."

　　 "This is not a butterfly cocoon!"

　　 The death will emanating from the cocoon envelops the dead building community, and it is precisely because of the existence of death that this community is named the dead building.

Close to the flowers in front of him, there were deadly condensed dew on the bright petals. Han Fei was standing at the elevator door holding the mortal knife. He himself resisted entering the sea of ​​flowers, but there were two voices in his body. Urged him.

One of them is Da Sin. Da Sin hidden on Han Fei’s arm became completely excited. It seemed that he could no longer control the spikes on his body, causing a large amount of soul poison to penetrate into Han Fei’s blood, turning into a death curse. group.

　　 The other is the crazy laughter. Butterfly's death curse shattered something in Han Fei's mind, and the crazy laughter kept reverberating in his ears.

　　 "If you come, you will be safe." Han Fei dragged the unconscious boy on the ground and walked out of the elevator.

　　 The shoes stepped on the flowers, as if stepped in the flesh and blood, and the thick will of death was scattered around, Han Fei felt like he was walking on the bottom of the sea.

　　 "The child in the closet on the seventh floor of the basement asked me to destroy a heart. This sea of ​​flowers is so big, how can I find that heart?"

　　 At 4:44 in the morning, the manager will return to his soul. Han Fei is still going to destroy the soul-returning ceremony. He has no time to find any heart.

　　 The wild laughter in his ear made him upset. After a few steps, he would turn his head and look around, always feeling that someone was lying behind his head.

　　 "Forget it, let's leave it to Dagui. Both it and the butterfly came out of the human pupa, so I should be able to perceive something."

　　 The scene in front of him reminded Han Fei of the corpse underground of the security company, but the sea of ​​flowers under the death building was almost ten times larger than the corpse. At first glance, the dark underground was full of bright red blood.

　　 Raising the arm where Da Nie was hiding, Han Fei used Da Nie's instinct to walk in the sea of ​​flowers.

　　 He climbed up a high slope, and when he looked down, Han Fei was stupid and his complexion became very bad.

　　 The huge cocoon fragments exposed above the sea of ​​flowers are only a very small part of the entire cocoon! The truly broken cocoon is buried under the sea of ​​flowers!

　　 Standing on a high place can clearly see, the giant cocoon engraved with countless faces is torn apart from the middle, and you can vaguely see its original appearance.

　　 This is a humanoid cocoon. Its fragmented limbs and head are very similar to human beings. The huge body directly supports the four dead buildings in the community.

　　 If it were just these, Han Fei might feel shocked, but his face would never change.

　　 Inside the huge body of the Broken Cocoon, children are hung. Their bodies are connected with the rhizomes of the flowers above their heads, and part of their skin has been blurred.

　　 What makes Han Fei feel cold on his back is that many children's expressions change from time to time, as if they are having a long nightmare.

"Oh My God……"

　　Butterfly collected a lot of children’s nightmares. Those nightmares contained their emotions and memories, which became the fertilizer for blood.

　　 "Each flower of blood corresponds to a child?"

　　 The frantic laughter in his ear became more harsh, more desolate, and crazier.

　　 Han Fei felt that his body seemed to be pushed by someone. He dragged the unconscious child next to him and jumped from a height.

Holding the rhizome of the blood flower in the palm of his hand, Han Fei looked closely at the human face on the cocoon and the children hanging inside the cocoon. He now somewhat understands why the pupa of the butterfly stuffed into Li Gui’s body is called a pupa. .

　　 That thing looks like a bug, but it's actually a dirty thing in people's hearts. If you want people to break through the cocoon, you have to absorb all the emotions and memories related to people.

　　 "How did this cocoon grow so big?"

　　 Crawling down, Han Fei grabbed the arms of the children, stepped on their nightmares, and crawled to the bottom of the valley.

　　 Looking up, the abyss where the devil lives is nothing more than that, blood is everywhere, and the cliff wall is covered with children repeating nightmares.

　　 Seeing these, Han Fei couldn't help but think of the task reminder the system had given himself when the Soul Recalling Night mission was released.

　　 "Falling into the bottom of the nightmare, the nightmare and the devil stare at me who is silent. They wonder why I don't struggle for help? I wonder why they ask such questions?"

　　 "Isn't every child in this world like me?"

　　 "I was confined in a cocoon room from birth, and finally grew wings?"

　　 These few words are related to the current scene, and Han Fei is really surprised.

　　 "The bottom of the nightmare in the prompt is the depth of this cocoon?"

　　 "The butterfly came here for some reason, just like other children hanging beside it, but unlike those children, it was transformed into a brand new monster by the devil and nightmare."

　　 "This broken cocoon is where the butterfly was born!"

　　 Thinking of this, Han Fei was even more puzzled. The cocoon had nothing to do with the butterfly. The cocoon had appeared before the butterfly was born.

　　 Then what will crawl out of this cocoon? Who has hung up so many children’s nightmares here?

　　 "Butterfly has always wanted to create the same kind..." Han Fei suddenly came up with a shuddering thought: "Could the butterfly succeeded a long time ago? The active butterfly is just a scapegoat?"

　　 stared at the torn cocoon, feeling the rich death on it, this was just a torn shell, and the breath exuding had surpassed the hatred.

　　Han Fei wanted to stop and think, but the evil and wild laughter did not calm him. The soul poison dripped down his arm, and the sound of stinging and increased soul poison resistance continued to penetrate into his mind.

　　 Continue to go down, there seems to be someone at the bottom of the giant cocoon who is fighting, and hatred stirred the black mist.

　　 slowly approached, when Han Fei saw the opponent, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

　　 "Zhuang Wen?"

　　 After the jumper in Building One had merged all of her consciousness, she went straight into Building Four. She wanted to kill her father.

　　 Han Fei has never seen each other in Building 4, but Zhuang Wen unexpectedly ran here.

　　The black mist kept gathering around Zhuang Wen, where she was at the center of the black mist vortex.

　　 Zhuang Wen seemed to want to destroy this place, but the black mist suppressed her to death.

　　 The stronger the strength in this place, the more he will be targeted by the black mist.

　　 But think about it carefully, the resentment of weak strength will be crushed by death if you can't go here. This kind of Han Fei is completely anomalous, but a living person has great sins, and has also been blessed by large grievances.

　　 "A large amount of black mist escaped and trapped the singing. Can the remaining death will suppress an existence close to hatred?"

　　 Without singing and Zhuang Wen, Han Fei's will to die is definitely several times what he is now.

　　 Approaching Zhuang Wen, Han Fei originally wanted to see if he could communicate with Zhuang Wen, but when he got closer, he realized that Zhuang Wen had been completely dominated by hatred.

Normal hate level ghosts can completely control the inner hatred, but Zhuang Wen’s situation is just the opposite. She failed to break through the hate for the first time, and now the hatred on her body is getting stronger and stronger. If Han Fei goes further, it may be possible. Will be attacked by her.

　　 "Forget it, let's see what Da Nie wants in the end."

　　 Under the guidance of Dagui, Han Fei began to walk around the bottom of the nightmare.

　　 He looked at the nightmares of the children on both sides, feeling a strange discomfort in his heart, and the mad laughter in his ears seemed to have weakened a little.

　　 didn't know how long he walked, and finally Han Fei stopped in a very inconspicuous corner.

　　 There is no difference between this place and the bottom of the nightmare valley, and there is no difference in it, but Da Nian just wants to come to this place.

　　 Gently pushed aside the child who had been penetrated by the rhizome, Han Fei saw a dilapidated shrine in the depths of a lot of blood.

　　 "Shrine? Is it another shrine?"

　　Han Fei is now a little bit resistant to the shrine. The reason why he entered the dead building early is because he opened the shrine at the gate of the happiness community, causing the singing to go crazy and chasing him all the way to the dead building.

　　 "At the bottom of the nightmare valley, deep in the blood flower, what kind of **** will live in the shrine hidden in the broken cocoon?"

　　 The shrine in front of him was covered with blood flowers, surrounded by children's souls. Han Fei was a little tangled in his heart. He was really afraid of the shrines, but he wanted to pull the blood flowers away to see what was in the shrine?

　　 This is the same as there is an unknown red button in front of me, and I especially want to try it a few times.

　　 The evil in his arm was completely excited, and the blood-red lines spread from his arm to Han Fei's heart, and it kept urging Han Fei.

　　 "You kid instigate me to die every day."

　　 Han Fei pulled away the child's soul and got into this inconspicuous corner.

　　 If it weren't for the sins, no one would find the shrine at all.

　　 As the distance gets closer, Da Xie's reaction becomes stronger and stronger, and the **** lines on its body gradually spread to Han Fei's whole body, burning Han Fei's skin.

　　 The shrine deep in the cocoon is not the same as the shrine in the Happiness Community. The age seems to be older, and the black cloth covering the shrine has long rotted.

　　 took a deep breath, Han Fei took out the resurrection knife and chopped up the blood blossoms outside the shrine. He bent down and looked into the shrine.

　　 "Please pay attention to players with number 0000! Fail to light up the shrine! There are different ‘gods’ hidden behind each shrine. Opening the shrine at will may directly kill you!"

　　 At the same time that the system prompt appeared in his mind, Han Fei also saw the things in the shrine.

　　 That is a broken heart. The heart is surrounded by dense small blood vessels. Those blood vessels are connected with the rhizomes of flowers, constantly drawing nightmares from the souls of countless children.

　　 This heart exudes a strong smell. It seems to have been dead for a long time, but it still hasn't stopped beating.

　　 "It is the source of all death in the whole dead building?"

　　 Da Xie is very excited, the more excited it is, the closer Han Fei will be to death, which is one of its talents.

　　 "Chop it directly?"

　　 squeezed the deceased butcher knife, Han Fei stared at the broken heart in the shrine, as if he had returned to the flesh and blood factory.

　　 After the successful casting of the mortal butcher knife, the evil heart of the spider was used to sacrifice the knife. Now he is about to smash a heart that is very related to the butterfly.

　　 Maybe it was the spider's plan to smash the spider's evil heart. It seems that the only way to make the death knife appear.

　　 Without hesitation, Han Fei remembered everything he experienced in the death building, the crimes committed by Butterfly, and all the pain and despair the victim had experienced.

　　 Holding the butcher knife in both hands, slowly lifted it up, he wanted to maximize the characteristics of the deceased butcher knife!

　　 A group of figures appeared behind Han Fei, and they held the hilt of the knife together with Han Fei.

　　 The bright blade appeared instantly, and Han Fei held the most dazzling character among beauty, hope, and humanity, and then everyone chopped down together!

　　 The blood flower withered, and the blood vessels resembling a rhizome were torn apart. Han Fei's butcher knife split the shrine and fell on the rotten heart!

　　 A knife never seen in the deep world pierced the heart. Almost in an instant, Han Fei felt a pair of eyes open in the shrine. He didn't even see what it was, and his body had flown far away.

　　 The hands holding the Resurrection Knife are full of blood, and the chest, cheeks and lower abdomen facing the shrine are blurred.

　　 The Wangsheng Knife did cut into the heart, smashing the black scab, but the things in the shrine reacted too quickly.

　　 lost consciousness in his arm, turned his head to look, Han Fei found that the blood streaks on his body had disappeared, and Dagui seemed to have left his body.

　　 Looking at the shrine, the big sin, who was several times smaller than before, was lying on the broken heart. It followed the fresh wound cut out by Han Fei and began to bite the heart of the shrine!

The blood vessels connected to the blood-flower rhizomes around began to tremble, and the soul of the child hanging on the giant wall of the cocoon was shaking and struggling, as if the person who was having a nightmare was about to be awakened~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The vibration kept outward. Passing on, the black mist slapped the cocoon fragments like a tsunami.

　　 "That broken heart is definitely not owned by the current manager of the dead building. Who does this thing belong to?"

　　 Han Fei's life value was almost empty, and the midnight butcher's professional talent was triggered. He didn't hesitate at all for even half a second. He retreated at a faster speed than before, but it was too late.

　　 There was a great upheaval at the bottom of the nightmare valley, and there was a problem with the foundation that had been supporting the dead building!

　　 The small shrine and the entire cocoon were one body, and the sea of ​​blood blossoms rolled inward. When Han Fei was about to be crushed to pieces alive, a giant red shadow enveloped him.

　　Han Fei looked to the side with lingering fear, a black fire of hatred was burning in the eyes of the jumper ghost Zhuang Wen, and the raging fire was burning the soul of a little girl.

　　The girl seems to represent the only reason of the jumper. When the girl can't bear the burning hatred, it is when Zhuang Wen loses control again.

　　 "Flee up! The road is up!" Han Fei shouted loudly, but Zhuang Wen didn't mean to leave at all.

　　 The woman with the black fire of hatred in her eyes seemed to finally find something to vent her hatred, and under this circumstance began to attack the shrine.

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