My Healing Game

The killing sin committed by the black knife is very heavy. Every time it kills a person or an evil spirit, its blade becomes sharper, and the killing intent and death energy contained in the knife will be heavier.

But it was such a fierce knife that even Specter had to avoid, but when it touched Han Fei's finger, an astonishing change occurred.

A roar from the hilt resounded through the **** night, and the sound made everyone's soul tremble.

The black blade stopped on Han Fei's finger, and the black mist was like a beast bound by chains. It was only a millimeter away from crunching Han Fei's finger and the heart, but it couldn't continue down.

F, who was holding the knife, and Han Fei, who was protecting his heart, did not expect such a scene. They looked up and only saw the white mask on each other's cheeks.

F has never encountered such a situation before, he can feel the knife in his hand resisting him!

There was a murderous intent in his heart. This knife was the only way he could kill ghosts. Anyone who wanted to get his hands on this knife could not stay.

The evil aura emanating from the black knife cut through Han Fei's skin, and bright red blood slipped from Han Fei's fingertips and flowed down the blade to the handle.

"There are a lot of people in that knife calling my name and they want to get close to me!"

The blood bead was like a key, but before it touched the hilt, F swung his arm and put away the black knife. Han Fei didn't see whether the drop of blood fell on the hilt.

In fact, F did not want to kill Han Fei together when he fired the knife just now. If his first target was Han Fei, then he would not have time to withdraw the knife at this time, and the drop of blood would definitely fall to the hilt of the knife. .

"Give me your heart!" F's voice was still calm, but it seemed to be the last trace of restraint before the storm, his hand holding the black knife was slowly exerting force.

"You didn't save people, I ran in to save them. I saved you, but you want to kill me?" After Han Fei took the heart out of the monster's chest, the monster's action called happiness became more and more Slowly, black and purple blood vessels began to appear on the surface of the body, and it seemed that they might burst at any time.

"You were chased by ghosts, and we helped you get out of trouble. That heart is half of us." F didn't give in, and confronted Han Fei **** for tat.

"If a person's heart is cut in half, can that person survive?"

The happy heart beat in Han Fei's arms, like a piece of red amber. All the prayers and names frozen in it were the simplest desires and memories of the eleventh.

The clown gave Han Fei a hint and did not interfere with Han Fei to do anything. He seemed to be very relieved about Han Fei.

That's right, he seems to be willing to put his happiness in Han Fei's place.

The huge body of happiness was besieged by the player, and the sea of ​​flowers was trampled, revealing the thick rhizomes of some kind of plant below.

The monster called happiness grew up on this building and merged with the building that represented childhood life.

"I repeat, give me your heart."

"His heart is exposed, and anyone can easily pick it up. He has no bottom line in revealing his heart, but he just wants to get the same treatment. If you can think about it from his point of view, maybe you will come to a different conclusion. The answer." Han Feihu's heart in his chest was beating continuously, the frequency of the beating slowly overlapped with his own heartbeat, and then something unexpected happened.

The names and prayers on the happy heart are disappearing, and the trolls on the roof seem to be returning to the light, and the blood vessels in the whole body are bulging, starting the last madness.

With the sound of continuous explosions, cracks slowly appeared on the heart in Han Fei's hand and the giant body of the giant monster. Without F to destroy, the heart shattered into powder in Han Fei's arms.

The heartbeat in his chest became stronger, and the words originally engraved on the happy heart seemed to be printed on Han Fei's own heart. This seemed to be the real gift that the clown gave Han Fei.

The troll's huge body collapsed to the ground, and Han Fei stood in front of F, one with empty hands and the other with a black knife.

It seemed that F had the upper hand, but both of them knew in their hearts that the black sword seemed unable to kill Han Fei.

If F uses that knife to attack Han Fei, it is really uncertain who will kill whom in the end.

"You did it!" Qianye rescued the sentry and ran over excitedly to check it out. He never thought that Han Fei and F would be able to kill such a terrifying monster: "This thing is a 'ghost', right? Look at the invitation letter. , have your points increased?"

"F!" A worm with a twisted wrist crawled out of the body of the troll that was dissipating, and he rushed towards F with incomparable anger. He was almost killed by F just now.

Seeing A Chong coming over, F silently picked up the black knife, and the anger on A Chong's face instantly dissipated more than half.

"It turns out that my choice was right. Believe me, we can all survive." F's voice remained calm.

"Can everyone survive? How did Shorthair die? Is his death also in the future you see? Didn't you say that as long as we follow your plan, no one will die?" A worm narrowly escaped, and his trust in F is now at its lowest point.

"Shorthair's death..." F and Han Fei looked at the player's corpse at the same time, F frowned, but Han Fei seemed to slowly understand why the clown wanted to kill a person.

"In the future I see, Shorthair is not dead, and there is no him in the future I see." F reached out and pointed at Han Fei: "The fate of the future has changed, one less person, more Another person came out."

"What are you talking about? You blame us for the death of your own people?" Li Guoer was the only person at the scene who spoke to Han Fei: "Foresee the future? Do you believe in such a nonsense ability?"

Li Guoer didn't believe it at all, but what she didn't expect was that those players seemed to acquiesce to what F said.

"No? Do you really think his ability is to predict the future?" Li Guoer didn't know what to say, she walked towards a corner speechlessly: "If he really has such a terrifying ability, I'm afraid You have already saved up a hundred points, and are you still using it to explore here with you?"

"I know it's hard for you to understand, but his ability is indeed to see part of the future, predict most of the dangers, and take countermeasures in advance." Qianye and the bald prisoner both spoke: "F's ability helped us get through this. There are many difficulties, countless dangers have been avoided, all of us can sacrifice, but he can't, he must leave here alive."

These players seem to be brainwashed, as if as long as F can successfully leave, everyone can be rescued.

Li Guoer couldn't understand the thoughts of those people. Before the two sides had turned their faces, she quietly picked up the sharp knife thrown by Han Fei and returned it to Han Fei.

Holding the knife called companionship again, after Han Fei held the handle, his heartbeat began to speed up, and the twenty-two names seemed to change at any time.

"No. 11 is a child who has been abandoned eleven times. If someone can get through the twenty-two arms and save him from his adoptive parents, then he will find true happiness, and now he It should have been found." Han Fei heard the clown talk about the past, and he seemed to help the clown make up for a certain regret, which was one of the reasons why the clown was willing to trade with Han Fei.

The trolls are dead, and without a common enemy, different interests can easily split.

Needless to say, F, some players have already gathered around.

"I want to join you with sincerity, and I have provided you with such important clues. Is this how you repay?" Li Guo'er's voice became colder and she reached into her pocket.

"We killed such a terrifying monster, but my points didn't increase at all." After F finished speaking, Qianye also began to check, and the points on their invitations remained unchanged.

"You want to kill us just because of this?" Li Guo'er didn't panic at all: "Today you kill us for this reason, and you will kill other people around you for the same reason in the future."

"F, let him go." A Chong held back his fear and spoke for Han Fei again. He always felt that Han Fei was very familiar, probably because Han Fei's arms were covered with scars, and he felt that the two of them were like-minded people. for the sake of.

"There's really no need to do anything. Our goal is to gather all our strength and find a way to kill the owner of the Paradise Game while accumulating enough points." Qianye didn't want to conflict with Han Fei, he and Qiangwei both wanted to win over More game participants, everyone joins forces against the game organizer.

Seeing Qianye speak, the players who had gathered around began to step back.

Li Guoer didn't dare to stop, grabbed Han Fei and ran towards the entrance, she was worried that the other party would go back on it.

During the whole process, F didn't say a word, his eyes kept staring at Han Fei's figure, and the killing intent in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"There is no him in the future I see. For me, the safest solution is to kill him." F flipped his fingers, and a black invitation appeared in the palm of his hand. He held the invitation and aimed it at the dark red one. Bloody Night, when adjusted to a certain angle, a number appeared on the invitation letter - 16.

This number represents sixteen human lives without success in catching the ghost.

"Has the game started?"

Time passed by, getting closer and closer to zero, and changes began to occur in several other apartment buildings.

"Let's go too, we can't leave this place after 0:00."

F and the other players followed, while Li Guoer and Han Fei took the lead.

Li Guoer, who left from the top floor, ran very fast, just like seeing his house on fire, dragging Han Fei and rushing downstairs.

"There's still some time before zero, don't worry."

"You just follow me."

Li Guo'er didn't look back. She and Han Fei ran out of Building 11 and walked to the passage between Buildings 1 and 10.

"I want to go to Building No. 1 to see. The happiness of No. 11 is hidden in Building No. 11. My happiness may be hidden in Building No. 1." Han Fei was about to walk into the corridor with his bag on his back. Fruit screams with the ugly cat in the bag.

"There will be opportunities in the future! It will be zero soon! All ghosts will go crazy, don't mess around at this time!" Li Guoer dragged Han Fei into the passage.

"You can only leave with an item in the building, and as long as you take the item out, you will definitely be chased by a 'ghost'. This is an unsolvable situation, but it seems to be the only way to leave." Li Guo'er grabbed Han Fei's clothes and asked him to walk forward with a knife.

"Wait, there may be various sounds disturbing you, and you may see other ghosts. This path seems to be short, but it is very difficult to leave..."

Before Li Guoer finished speaking, Han Fei was about to take her out.

After obtaining a happy heart, Han Fei seemed to have some kind of connection with this community shrouded in **** nights. He was just like a member here, and he was not hindered when he left.

One step forward, the night fell, the night sky became a normal color, the cold wind blew on the cheeks, and the street lamps next to him shed pale light.

"Come out?" Li Guo'er grabbed Han Fei's coat and froze in place for a while: "Could we be caught in another illusion?"

"Probably not, that clown ghost seems to know me." Han Fei said blankly.

"I also think he knows you." Li Guo'er didn't refute this time: "It seems that all the points I got from killing that troll just now are counted on me."

Leaving quickly, Li Guoer took out the invitation letter while escaping with Han Fei: "After the biggest monster died, I directly got 11 points, and now I have 16 points! You know this What is the concept? A madman with sixteen lives in his hands!"

"Just killing that monster shouldn't be able to get eleven points at once. The points you get should be related to that clown ghost taking the initiative to dissipate. He said that to shatter childhood memories, he should count the points after his body died. It's on you." Han Fei lost his memory, but his basic analytical skills were still there.

"At eleven o'clock, if those people knew about it, they would probably be mad." Li Guo'er was in a good mood, and even looking at Han Fei became more pleasing to the eye.

"We can't rely on them now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We have to accumulate points by ourselves and strive to clear all games as soon as possible." Han Fei didn't know what would happen after accumulating enough points, and this time he had to break the level It was not him, but Li Guoer.

Looking at the woman beside him, Han Fei had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if this woman was deliberately arranged by him.

"It's too difficult to get 100 points, but with your help, I'm still very confident." Li Guo'er put away the invitation, and the smile on her face was sweet and dangerous.

"I will do my best to help you." Han Fei replied very decisively.

"Why do you help me like this? We've only known each other for two days, and you have been imprisoned in the basement for a whole day." Li Guo'er stretched her body and looked directly into Han Fei's eyes: "Could it be that you really Like being imprisoned and tortured? Aren't you persecutory, you have Stockholm syndrome?"

"I don't know." Han Fei shook his head.

"You are really the most honest man I've ever met. You're as simple as a blank piece of paper." Li Guoer seemed to remember some unhappy things, so she didn't continue the topic: "What are your plans next?"

"Go back to the Perfect Life B&B and find another leader among them." Han Fei said calmly.

Li Guoer was a little puzzled: "We have already fallen out with them, what's the point of the past now?"

"The wicked complain first." Han Fei's eyes flashed the figure of F: "It seems that the game between me and him has begun."

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