My Healing Game

The latest website: "The child you raised?" The sleeping boy in f's arms is Fu Tian, ​​who has the ability to predict the future, and Han Fei came here one step ahead of time, ready to take the child away.

"You can ask such a question, it shows that your ability to predict the future is not as terrible as I imagined." Han Fei stood in the middle of the road, he didn't care how many people there were in front of him: "When I want to understand something , you also reacted, but you may only be able to see the trend of fate, know some key nodes, and not be able to accurately predict everything that will happen in the future."

After Han Fei discovered the game egg, the trajectory of his fate has changed. F was like a temporary remedy. As a result, he and Han Fei met head-on in a dilapidated community.

"What I see with my eyes is the future, and everything is doomed." F was wearing a mask, and no one could see his expression, but his tone of voice was very firm.

"Why do you say that? Is it because the ninety-nine futures you saw before have become reality?" Han Fei glanced at his arm, where ninety-nine wounds were dug out densely: " Never put too much faith in your own abilities and talents, the future you see may just be an option that others give up."

The red rope was wrapped around his fingertips, Han Fei walked forward, he approached alone, and all the players were like enemies.

"Don't go any further! Everyone is a participant in the game, we shouldn't be the enemy!" Qianye wearing a casual coat moved forward with a knife. The most capable person.

Han Fei had already discovered that Qianye's physical fitness was different from that of ordinary people when he was fighting with Happiness on the 11th, and he seemed to have accepted some transformations from F.

When Qianye was threatened, a tattoo-like incantation would appear on his body, which seemed to be the mark that F had carved into his flesh with a black knife.

"I never regarded you as an enemy. You wanted to drive me to a dead end." Han Fei walked out of the darkness holding a red rope. When he passed by, all the street lights would dim, and the light would be cursed and twisted. An extreme evil and danger.

"The black knife is mine, so is the kid, and even these players should be standing behind me. You stole too much from me and thought you could replace me?"

Han Fei is like a rational madman, in a black suit, he moves forward step by step.

"I haven't seen you for a day and a night, why did you become like this?" Qianye was secretly shocked. He knew what f did to Han Fei, but he always felt that f was making a fuss, and now he realized that he was too naive. . In a real fight, he might not be able to last even a minute.

"The first light of dawn is coming, are you sure you want to tear my face off at this time?" f handed the child in his arms to the player next to him, and he held the black butcher knife in his hand.

"Can't you predict the future? How come you don't even know the answer to such a simple question?" Han Fei kept walking forward, as if nothing in the world could stop him.

He was alone, but he seemed to be surrounded by all the darkness, like a surging dark tide.

F's brows wrinkled, as Han Fei approached, the black knife in his hand trembled, and he tweeted excitedly, like a wanderer who had finally seen his parents.

"Our real enemy is Paradise. If you insist on internal friction, I can also satisfy you." F grabbed the black knife that was about to run out of control and pierced his palm directly. Blood poured into the black blade, and the call in the blade changed instantly. For wailing, it was as if a bucket of hot molten iron had been poured into his chest.

The black blade swelled instantly, and a blood-red eye opened on the blade!

The screams in the hilt were suppressed, and after the blade ate away F's blood, it seemed to release the seal on the body, and the deepest darkness and cold killing intent emanated from it.

The blade of that black knife turned out to be a ghost!

"No wonder it can devour other ghosts and absorb blood and vitality." Han Fei saw F's support, but he still did not stop. After the evil ghost on the black knife appeared, he was more sure of his inner guess.

The black knife in f's hand is made of pieces, the blade is a murderous ghost full of killing intent, and the handle is formed by a large number of personal consciousness.

The consciousness alone is very weak, but when they gather together, no one can completely swallow and assimilate them.

"The ghost on the blade is very malicious to me, and the voice calling me comes from the handle of the knife." Han Fei originally just wanted to see the mother and son, but since he met F, he didn't mind doing it in advance, releasing the curse here and killing it as soon as possible. f.

The further back you drag, the stronger f will be, because he can predict the future, and time is his helper.

"I don't know what you did to that laughing soul, he would want to kill you so much, but it doesn't matter, there are countless people surnamed Fu in the city, I will only kill you one, and leave the rest to him Come and kill him." The wounds on Han Fei's arms began to bleed, and everyone in the city except the paper maker seemed to have killed him before, and now he was ready to pay back those blood debts.

Neither side gave in, and both were ready to release their hidden cards. The curse attack and the killing intent in the black knife collided, and the surrounding yin was drained. This strange scene also attracted other things.

The ground trembled slightly, and the game participants in the community suddenly realized that the moonlight above their heads was blocked, and a chilly aura wrapped around everyone's heart like a hook.

Looking up, a huge face protruded from the back of the building. Next to the building where Fu Tian lived, stood a three-story rag doll.

The doll appeared silently, wearing an old stained skirt, a large piece of face was cut, and an eyeball was detached from the line hanging next to its mouth, and it could stick out its tongue and lick it directly.

"Crap! Malice is coming!" Qianye loudly reminded the surrounding players that they seemed to have encountered these things before.

"Malicious?" Han Fei looked at the monsters beside the building. The maliciousness that the players said should be the evil ghosts that are not controlled by the paradise. They gather the most primitive evil of human beings, and they have accumulated an unknown amount of negative emotions. All terrifying.

"Han Fei!" Li Guoer ran out of the car: "Let's retreat temporarily, this thing is not something we can fight against, even Paradise can't kill them in the dark night."

"These evil ghosts who are not controlled by Paradise seem to have no consciousness of their own. They are like aggregates of negative emotions. Did the original ghosts grow out of despair like this?" Devoured, and finally formed a strange symbiotic state.

"There are many types of evil ghosts, and each one has a very different appearance. They may be the closest thing to the first-generation ghosts, but they should not be the first-generation ghosts you are looking for." Li Guoer spoke quickly, and she was very worried about Han Fei: "Let's get away from it as soon as possible. If we don't leave, it will be too late."

"There's not much time until dawn. You go back and drive, and I'll grab someone." Han Fei was not discussing with Li Guoer. When he finished saying these words, the person had already accelerated towards f.

"Han Fei!"

When Li Guoer screamed, all the players also heard Han Fei's name, and some of them felt that the name was familiar.

"Don't get together! Spread out!" Qianye instructed the players to deal with the evil spirits, but Han Fei and F both gathered around the sleeping child.

Their side is the strongest, and the evil spirits that hunt the living and the game participants are also attracted.

The huge body moved forward, the ragdoll's skirt was dragging on the ground, and when she got closer, she realized that the skirt was actually cut out of pieces of clothing, and it was stained with various odors.

"Hahahaha……"

The eyeballs on the cheeks swayed back and forth, the doll reached out to the most yin-qi f, its arms were full of foul language, I don't know how disgusting this toy is, it feels like its life is full of foul language. are constantly being discarded.

f can predict the future, but he is obviously inferior to Han Fei in terms of luck value. With so many people present, the ragdoll is staring at him.

North Korea and Han Fei swing a knife to stop Han Fei from moving forward, but he will be caught by the ragdoll, and the player holding Fu Tian behind him may also be attacked.

Without thinking much, f swung the first knife at the huge palm of the ragdoll.

The blade that drank f blood turned into a huge night demon. The breath of the monster was no weaker than Xu Qin who came out of the curse. However, unlike Xu Qin who consumed himself to help Han Fei, the ghost that the black knife turned into needs to be swallowed. F's blood will be shot.

In order to protect the boy behind him, f made his own choice. After slashing out the murderous ghost in the black knife, he clenched the handle of the knife that was constantly trying to break free from his hand, turned back, and did not stop for a moment.

"go!"

The huge palm of the ragdoll hovered one meter above F's head. After a few seconds, the palm was torn apart by a huge force. The rags were not cotton wool, but rotting corpses!

After slashing a knife, the murderous ghost smashed the left arm of the rag doll. It danced wildly in the flesh and blood. When it was about to lose control, its lower body embedded in the handle of the knife was stinged by pure white light. The light, rarely seen in this dark night, nailed its lower body to the hilt like a nail.

There was an unwilling roar from his mouth, and the murderous ghost wanted to retreat, but how could the rag doll who lost his left arm just let it go.

"Hee hee hee……"

The terrifying laughter sounded from everyone, the only remaining eyeballs of the rag doll twitched rapidly, and the thin thread that was simply stitched on its body slowly collapsed.

"Idiot! Come back!" f roared at the ghost, but it was a little late.

Blood vessels shot out from the inside of the rag doll's body, attacking indiscriminately, blocking several nearby buildings in the blink of an eye, and building a red cage composed of blood vessels.

The murderous ghost in the black knife is one of them. Its body was pierced by many blood vessels, but the injury did not make it afraid, but aroused its fierceness.

It bites into the blood vessels, and the murderous ghost swallows everything. It seems that everything can be digested. The more it eats, the stronger it becomes.

If there is only one rag doll in the community, f will not restrain the murderous ghost, but the problem is that Han Fei, who is carrying the curse, is coming soon.

"I've erased her memory so many times, how could it still exist? Didn't she kill her ninety-nine times?"

The eyes under the F mask are extremely cold. He can give up one-fifth of his blood to protect a boy, and he will kill a person ninety-nine times by any means in order to complete his plan.

Because of the special experience and growing environment as a child, f itself is a person with a very complex personality, which cannot be simply defined by good and bad.

It can only be said that in Han Fei's eyes at this time, he is a target that must be killed.

"I know that you have special abilities, and I may not be able to kill you here, but if you don't give me that black knife, I will do my best to kill that boy!" The curse burned in his eyes, and Han Fei's face Killing Ling Ran, anyone who hears such words will be horrified, and it is impossible to tell whether this is acting or really has this idea.

The black knife is the key to killing ghosts. Losing the black knife is equivalent to handing over the opportunity to resist, but if the black knife is not handed over, the boy will be killed as long as he is cursed!

Han Fei was not kidding, he killed the boy in many ways, in this case, f had no ability to protect the child.

"Your heart is really ruthless." F's voice came from behind the mask. He and Han Fei had the same physical strength. The two seemed to be of the same level and attributes, but he had consumed that knife just now. A lot of blood, and the state is very poor at this time.

"The choice is yours." Han Fei and f were getting closer and closer. At this time, f had not taken back the black knife, and his blood-filled hands could no longer hold the hilt of the butcher knife.

If it goes on like this, he may not be able to protect the boy and lose the black knife.

The eyes under the mask were full of bloodshots, and at that moment his eyes were somewhat similar to that of the murderous ghost.

"Han Fei, your fate is already doomed, I will wait for you in the future I see."

f made a decision at the end, he abandoned the player holding the boy, and left alone towards the other side.

"F?!" The player holding the boy is A Chong. This is the second time he has been abandoned by f, and the disappointment on his face cannot be concealed.

"It's really decisive." When A-Chong reacted, Han Fei had stopped behind him.

He heard what Han Fei meant just now, and it seemed that he was going to kill the boy directly.

After hesitating for a moment, Ah Chong pushed the boy behind him. He took out a sharp knife and protected it in front of the boy.

"Do you want to fight me?" Han Fei just smiled: "Protect that child, don't run around~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I won't hurt you."

The devil's voice came from behind the mask, with an indescribable magic power.

Ah Chong almost thought he heard it wrong, he was in **** one second, and ascended to heaven the next: "You won't kill us?"

"That's my child, how could I possibly hurt him?"

Holding the red rope on his fingertips, Han Fei looked at the ragdoll who was still chasing and killing other players.

He took out Xiao Jia's mobile phone and glanced at the time he was still walking: "It's almost dawn, if this ragdoll doesn't go away, we might be able to try it."

"What do you want to try?" Ah Chong hugged the boy, not daring to get too close to Han Fei.

"Try something I've been wanting to do since just now." Countless curses climbed up Han Fei's body, making the smile on his mask extremely cruel: "Kill it."

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