My Healing Game

While Han Fei was still debating which pair of shoes to take away, the smell of burning garbage suddenly became stronger in the air, and smoke drifted in through the crack of the door.

"Is there a fire outside?"

Taking away the shoes made by his adopted daughter for sanitation workers, Han Fei hurried out of the secret room.

The fire was shining in the darkness, and the smoke gushed out from the stairs, filling the castle.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and three players, two men and one woman, ran to the hall. Their heads were sweaty and their expressions were flustered.

"Did you set fire to the castle?" Han Fei walked out of the oil painting room, staring at the three players.

His sudden appearance startled the players, and when they saw Han Fei's face clearly, their eyes were full of surprise: "Han Fei?! Didn't your Happy Community conquer the sixth-floor nightmare? Appeared in the third layer of nightmare?"

"This is the sixth level of nightmare!" Han Fei frowned.

His words made the three players flustered, and the female player seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned pale: "I heard from my friends in the business alliance that every nightmare will find at least five players, and your strategy is the sixth-level nightmare. If the number is not enough, the shrine will randomly select players from the same building, and increase the number of players entering the nightmare to five!"

"And this rule?" In the nightmare, at least five players must enter to activate it. For high-difficulty nightmares, top players not only have to face fear, but also be careful not to be dragged down by newcomers, and Han Fei suspects that the nightmare is arranged this way. It is to give those players who choose to take refuge in the nightmare a chance to perform.

Players like Han Fei, who were going to speedrun alone, didn't know the rules of these groups before: "Which guild do you belong to?"

"We come from a small casual guild. We are friends in real life and like to take risks and decrypt." The voices of those players became lower in front of Han Fei.

"Did you start the fire?"

"No! We need to find the princess's crystal shoes in the castle, and we haven't found the shoes yet, how can we set fire to it?" The three players jumped directly from the third floor of the nightmare to the sixth floor. After knowing this news, everyone was dumbfounded. Yes, all panicked.

"It wasn't you who set the fire, which means that there is a fifth outsider in the castle, and the fifth player who entered the nightmare should also be here!" The smoke drifted out of the castle, and heavy horseshoes sounded on the street. Didn't know the princess was coming back!

"Let's go!" Han Fei led the three players to jump out of the window. They felt that the ground was shaking now, and the whole street was covered with black curses. Ping'an Street was like a flowing black river.

The tall black horse dragged the pumpkin carriage and drove into the castle. The fire was out of control at this time, the snow-white walls were scorched, and the raging flames spread rapidly.

None of the surrounding merchants came out to help. They hid at home happily watching the flames that lit up the night sky.

The fire quickly engulfed the entire castle, and the acrid smell of burning garbage in the air became even stronger.

The favorite castle was burned, a scream broke the silence of the night, horseshoes sounded, the princess stepped out of the pumpkin carriage, and the flames flickered on her silver mask.

The black knight rushed into the sea of ​​flames, and finally only brought out a few burned handmade shoes.

The top of the castle collapses, and the flames twist the building, and the princess with it.

The mad princess ordered the black knight to find the arsonist. They violently opened the doors and dragged out the merchants inside.

Those merchants all acted extremely innocent, they had already discussed it, and no one would admit it.

The house was burned, and the most precious things were burned. The eyes of the princess who couldn't find the murderer became more and more cold. She walked out from behind the black knight and stood in front of the group of merchants.

"Who burned down my house?"

The princess's voice was crisp and moving, but she seemed unable to be strongly stimulated, and her body was a little distorted.

The merchants were shivering, but there was an old man who seemed to have had enough of the princess. He looked straight into the princess' eyes, raised his crutch and pointed at the princess: "The fire has nothing to do with us, don't blame all your misfortunes. On someone else!"

"My misfortune has nothing to do with you?" As if the skirt woven with crystal and silver silk fell to the ground, the princess took off her pure white gloves, revealing a scorched and deformed hand.

Han Fei, who was watching from a distance, stared at the princess's hand, and had a very bad premonition in his heart: "When the sanitation worker's house was on fire, his daughter was still at home?"

The glove fell off, black flames burned on the skin, and the princess stretched out her ugly hand: "Isn't this your masterpiece?"

"I don't know what you're talking about? You lunatic, stop using your crazy words to gain sympathy from others!" The old man took a few steps forward: "Ping'an Street belongs to everyone, and you are not welcome here. I hope you don't hang around here anymore..."

The old man was emotional, and he might have nothing to do with the fire, but in the middle of his speech, someone "accidentally" pushed him among the merchants following him.

The old body fell forward, and the flame-stained palm grabbed the old man's shoulder.

The black flame instantly burned on the old man's body, scorching his soul and making him cry out in pain at the top of his lungs.

"Killed! The princess killed again!" The merchants fled in all directions, and the Ping'an Street was in chaos, as if all the misfortunes and disasters were brought by the princess.

The flames burned his body, and the old man rolled in pain on the street, but no one came out to help him, let alone speak for him.

"Yeah, it seems that as long as I touch you, you will blame me for all your faults! It seems that if I touch you, you will die!" The princess looked at her burnt hands: "Since you have always felt this way, Then I might as well just become such a person, don’t you go around saying that I will kill people when I get sick? I will kill you all tonight!”

The other glove was removed, and the flames burned along the princess's arms and on the princess dress. The bright gems and crystals turned into plastic residues in the black fire, and the princess revealed her original appearance, which was a woman whose whole body was burned monster!

"Burn you! Burn you!"

There was the sound of rattling chains in the flames. When the princess used the black fire, she herself endured great pain.

The black knight followed the princess silently, unwilling to retreat even if he was burned by the flames, but the mask covered his face, and Han Fei, who was in the distance, could not see the black knight's expression at this time.

The fire spread from the castle to the streets, and there were cries everywhere, and the two brothers also ran out of their hiding places, and they mingled in the back of the crowd: "Why can she still use the flame when the glass slipper is burned? Those outsiders deceived us?"

According to the plan of the two brothers, the death of the owner of the watch shop will arouse the anger of the princess. With the burning of the glass slipper, the princess's ability will be weakened rapidly. At this time, all the merchants will join hands to kill the princess and take back Ping An Street. .

"Why didn't the flame die down?"

The princess who fell into a rage is like a madman who is insane. She is killing and killing on the safety street, and it seems that the whole street is completely burned down!

"Han Fei, are we going to stop her?" The tall player hesitated, he trusted Han Fei, but in this situation, if the princess is not stopped, the players will be burned to death by the princess, the nightmare is so big , there is no place to hide: "If we had burned the glass slipper before and joined forces with those merchants, would the ending be better?"

"If you really do that, you will definitely die a miserable death." Han Fei took out the photo album: "The owner of the nightmare is between the black knight and the princess. I used to think it was the princess' nightmare. After all, this place is like an absurd Fairytale. But now I've changed my mind, I prefer it to be the dream of the Black Knight."

Looking at the princess who controlled Huoyantu Street, Han Fei recalled the logical words the princess said just now. These didn't seem to be things that a real "adopted daughter" would do. It was probably a daughter imagined by the adoptive father after losing the adopted daughter.

A princess who will no longer be bullied and let everyone be in awe!

"The adopted daughter suffers from a mental illness. Whenever the adoptive father is not at home, she will be released secretly by the manager's children, causing confusion and making all the merchants hate. The adoptive father who went out did not know that the adopted daughter was released by others, so he Only then will he apologize every time he loses money in a low voice. Later, when his adoptive father knows the truth, he must feel guilty in his heart. But simple guilt can't breed such a strong resentment, and it's far from the point of killing the street. Something else happened!"

Han Fei looked at the princess's burned body. When he swept across the princess's wrist, he suddenly saw obvious strangle marks. Her wrist seemed to be bound by something before. A terrifying thought flashed through Han Fei's mind, and Han Fei thought of a possibility. He put away the photo album and ran towards the west of Ping'an Street as fast as he could!

Walking past the lunatic who was naked and chained around his neck, Han Fei entered the wooden shed next to him. He found the rope next to the powder bed that belonged to the child in the house.

"Maybe it's because the adoptive daughter would run out to cause trouble every time her adoptive father left, so her adoptive father tied her hands by the bed? Or maybe the merchants on the street demanded that the adoptive father must keep the adoptive daughter at home during the day. Affecting their business, the adopted daughter is only allowed out at night. Whatever the facts, the end result is that when the fire breaks out, the crazy girl can't leave the house."

Han Fei looked out the window. Both the princess and the black knight hated the street manager very much, but even so, they still didn't lock him in the house.

At first, Han Fei thought it was a deliberate attempt to humiliate the manager, but now he realized that this was the princess' last kindness.

"What they did to managers, did it happen to crazy girls in reality?"

The lunatic who is chained, has no clothes on his body, and lives like a dog seems to be some kind of special hint.

"We have also been to this house. We heard from a nearby merchant that the princess lived there before. At that time, the two children of the manager were very naughty. They often played tricks on the foolish princess and lured her out in various ways. Once the two brothers saw the princess, what did they do?" She didn't even take the hook, and even threw her with an unextinguished cigarette butt..." The three players now regarded Han Fei as their only hope, and chased after Han Fei.

"A cigarette **** that didn't go out?" All the clues connected together, and Han Fei knew the cause of the nightmare.

The flames swayed outside the window, screams were heard endlessly, and the lunatic who was chained at the entrance of the alley was struggling desperately, his face was full of pain and fear.

"Are we going to be burned to death too? The princess is covered in black flames and can't get close at all. Is this the difficulty of the sixth-level nightmare? The murderer players in the first-level nightmare can jointly defeat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ghosts of the second level of nightmare can also use spells to seal, but this princess ghost is simply too strong!" The players were very desperate: "We should find a way to burn the glass slipper, that is our only chance."

"I repeat, this is not the nightmare of those merchants. Cooperating with them is a dead end. Even if we succeed in killing the princess in the end, we have no way to leave. Those merchants will become new ghosts and let us become part of the nightmare "Han Fei has always been sober: "The only way to break the situation is the master who revolves around the nightmare. Maybe we should give the crystal slipper made by the princess to the knight who loves her the most, so as to help the knight not be swallowed by resentment."

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand at all?" The three players were all at a loss, which was different from the Cinderella fairy tales they had heard.

"The crystal shoes represent all the love of the adoptive father, and also the love of the crazy girl for the adoptive father. Those shoes covered with her beloved stickers are the bond between the two incomplete souls." Han Fei began to move his body: "How are you three physically strong?"

"We are all average plus points, maybe better than ordinary people." The temperature is rising, thick smoke is billowing, and the fire is about to spread here.

"If you can, you will help me attract the attention of the princess on the premise of ensuring your own safety, and I will help them regain their sanity." Han Fei opened the door of the wooden shed, and Ping'an Street has turned into a sea of ​​flames , There are merchants burning with flames everywhere, the princess is already red-eyed, and all moving things are the objects of her burning.

The black smoke gathered into a gigantic evil ghost, and the hatred and vicious curses were about to devour the souls of the princess and the knight.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei ran wildly in the fire and the night. Under the shocking eyes of the three players, he rushed towards the flames!