My Iyashikei Game

When Han Fei opened the door of the emergency room, all the lights in the building went out.

It was pitch black all around, and countless prayers and prayers came out from the depths of the walls.

Divine Runes circulated, and the farewell between life and death was engraved in the corridor, and even time could not wash away the cry.

The despair escaping from Han Fei's body slowly blended with the entire building, and he looked up at the emergency room.

Names appeared on the white walls, and thoughts turned into tiny chains, one end remained in the world, and the other fell into nothingness.

Han Fei also saw a ferocious and terrifying shadow in the mementos that covered the wall.

The alienated evil is like a totem drawn by the ancestors, carved in the building, its body is penetrated by chains, unable to leave the walls of the hospital, and there is no way to easily enter this memory world.

"Big sin?"

Han Fei spoke softly, and the huge figure in the wall seemed to hear the master's call. It tried its best to set off a wave of disaster, and the chains were tightened. .

The great evil that can easily destroy the shrine has "hit a wall" in the shrine left by Fu Sheng.

Han Fei tried to move forward, but the breath of despair in his mind was not enough to support him to continue moving forward. The chains of thoughts and the prayers of the soul were repelling him.

"It seems that he still needs to find all his seven despairs."

Unable to forcibly enter, Han Fei retreated decisively.

When he was about to leave the corridor, Fu Yi's roar came from his brain.

In his cranial cavity, it seemed as if an iron ball had been thrust into it, and he almost fell out of control.

When the severe pain came, Han Fei could feel that Fu Yi was spreading towards his body. He slashed at him with the death knife, but he couldn't kill Fu Yi completely every time.

Over time, Fu Yi seemed to know that the rebirth knife would not really kill Han Fei, and he became even more reckless.

"Fu Sheng's despair seems to strengthen Fu Yi, or the former Fu Yi itself is Fu Sheng's greatest despair."

Han Fei swayed, and Dr. Yan next to him quickly supported him after seeing it: "Can't you touch the shrine? I think you are only a little bit closer to the core of the shrine."

"I still need more despair. You cooperate with me to destroy those departments in Building No. 7." Han Fei wanted to put all the despair that Fu Sheng left in the hospital into his body to clear the past for the child. pain so that he can have a fresh start.

Since he chose to help Fu Sheng, this is what he must undertake.

"I understand now, if I had chosen to destroy Fu Sheng, then I would have become the same as Fu Yi in my mind. Put all despair on Fu Sheng, I can live, but I will also be with Fu Sheng. Righteousness merges, becomes dirty, and becomes the new Fuyi."

The accident in Building No. 7 has attracted the attention of the hospital. Building No. 2, which was originally dark, has returned to normal. More and more things have climbed out of Building No. 2 and are rushing towards Building No. 7.

"Quick! We don't have much time!"

He kicked open the door of the hair transplant center, and the large group of black hair stretched out lazily like a pool of stinking stagnant water.

"My ability is of no use to it and can't help you." Zhang Xi did not approach the hair transplant center: "The doctor in this department seems to have never come out, and no one knows what is inside."

"Would you like to go to another department first?" Ah Chong was also a little scared, and human beings themselves would be afraid of the unknown.

"Maybe we can use fire." Dr. Yan glanced at Qiangwei's burnt face: "How about we ignite the oil from the liposuction center and directly burn the liposuction center and this pile of hair? "

"The fat extracted from surgery contains a lot of water and is difficult to ignite."

"Normal fire is definitely not good, but the black fire of hatred should be fine." Dr. Yan opened his chest, hiding a very weak flame in his body: "Zhuang Wen hid a flame of hatred in me body."

"Where is Zhuang Wen now?" Han Fei knew that Zhuang Wen entered the shrine world with them, but until now he hadn't seen Zhuang Wen.

"I don't know. She left this flame probably because she didn't trust me. If I did something bad, I might be burned to death immediately by the flame." Dr. Yan smiled bitterly: "I really don't think so. Understand, why would such a murderous hatred take care of you so much?"

"Let's go, let's try it now." Han Fei walked ahead with some difficulty. The pain in his head used to be bouts of pain, and it would soon stop on his own. But since Han Fei approached the shrine and activated Fu Sheng's despair, the pain could no longer be suppressed, and Fu Yi began to frantically spread to Han Fei's body.

"Zhuang Wen? Hate?" Qiangwei wrote down these words silently: "Is hatred terrible?"

While he was talking in a low voice, A-Chong also came over.

This perverted player looked at Han Fei with respect and admiration. When he passed by Qiangwei, he reminded Qiangwei, "Don't make any bad ideas, if you do anything that is not conducive to unity , don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing anyone, I stand on Han Fei's side unconditionally."

"Your condition is getting worse again?" Qiangwei covered her disfigured face and looked at Ah Chong with a little surprise. He didn't expect that Ah Chong, the most eccentric character and the most special ability among all the players, in just a few days, It turned out to be Han Fei's loyal minion: "What did he do to you?"

A Chong didn't answer, and trotted to Han Fei with Du Jing on his back. He didn't dare to walk side by side with Han Fei, and always staggered halfway back.

Seeing this scene, Qiangwei was full of question marks, and she felt that Han Fei was unfathomable.

When several people came to the third floor, the corridor had completely changed its appearance. The viscous fat with various impurities stuck to the ground and the windows. The air seemed to be completely solidified, and the stench became stronger and stronger.

"Don't come here."

Dr. Yan walked to the door of the liposuction center alone, and his fingers pierced his cheek: "After leaving the shrine world, I may become the same again. Between the false beauty and the cruel truth, there are indeed many people. will be lost."

Swiping his fingers down, Dr. Yan's skin was covered with a face full of scars, and he scratched the wound directly to his chest.

A large amount of blood dripped onto the hateful black fire. Doctor Yan wrapped the fire with his own flesh and blood and slowly took it out.

Bending down, Dr. Yan pushed open the door of the liposuction center.

The pungent odor was blowing, and there were several medical devices working non-stop in the department.

In the middle of those medical equipment, there was a Roshan that could barely make out the human shape. He waved his thick arms and stuffed the patients and nurses into the alienated huge mouth.

No one knew what happened to those who were swallowed. Everyone could only see that the tubes on the medical device pierced into Roshan's body, continuously extracting fat from under Roshan's skin.

Dr. Yan walked towards the medical equipment, and when he could no longer move forward, he carefully stretched the black fire towards the Roshan.

The moment the black flame touched Roshan, the huge monster's body began to tremble, the originally weak flame suddenly jumped, and countless cries came from the depths of the grease.

The black fire of hatred seemed to have found the perfect fuel, and in the blink of an eye, it began to burn on the monster's body!

Dr. Yan and the monster screamed at the same time, and the entire department seemed to collapse.

A lot of black smoke came out, and the black fire of hatred could directly burn the soul.

"Drag Dr. Yan out!" Han Fei shouted loudly.

Zhang Xi used his ability to manipulate Dr. Yan's flesh and blood and forcibly drag him out of the department.

The speed of the black fire spread was very fast, and Dr. Yan didn't even think of it. He just wanted to give it a try at first.

The Roshan monster in the liposuction department let out a deafening roar. It was covered in black fire and could not be extinguished at all.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, it climbed up from the center of the department, tore off those pipes, knocked over all the medical equipment, and wanted to run out.

At this time, it is like a huge black fireball. Wherever it goes, the fire will burn.

The oil of the people on the ground was ignited, and the monster finally couldn't support its body and fell into the black fire.

What was originally a weak flame has turned into an out-of-control fire in just half a minute!

In the black flame emitting hatred, the unbridled and crazy laughter of the woman could still be vaguely heard.

"Back up! Get out of this floor!"

The fire spread very fast, directly burning through the liposuction center, and it is estimated that this layer will not be spared.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully smashed the despair of the body sculpture liposuction center, gained a lot of experience, obtained five of his seven types of despair, and your physical strength has been slightly improved."

"The fifth of the seven despairs: In order to leave, he swallowed the medicine prepared by the hospital and cooperated with the hospital's treatment. But he became more and more sleepy and delirious. He knew that his illness would probably never get better. because his body is slowly developing, and it won't be long before he might get really sick."

After receiving the notification of the completion of the task, Han Fei immediately took off A Chong's security coat, smeared it with a lot of grease, and then put it into the black fire.

Heihuo, who was inaccessible to others, seemed to be avoiding Han Fei on purpose and did not hurt him.

"Go! Go back to the first floor!"

Holding the burning black fire, Han Fei ran back to the first floor.

When they came to the first floor, many ghosts could already be seen outside the seventh building. Those ugly and dirty things, they're moving fast here.

There was only a small problem in Building No. 2, but someone in Building No. 7 is going to set fire to the whole building!

"There's no time." Han Fei opened the door of the hair transplant center and rushed in with the black fire.

Despair, pain, and all negative emotions are the best fuel for the black fire of hatred.

It didn't take long for the fire to ignite in the hair transplant center.

The black hair kept surging, but not only was it unable to extinguish the black fire, the more it struggled, the faster the black fire burned.

Seeing that the fire could not be controlled, in the corner of the department, a dwarf in a white coat crawled out of his black hair.

His hands and feet were severely degraded, and he couldn't even do the most basic walking. Now he can't do anything about it. If he doesn't run, he will be burned alive.

He struggled to climb to the door, but the hair on his body blocked the way, and he did not escape until the black fire came.

"Attention number 0000 players! You have successfully shattered the despair of the hair transplant center, gained a lot of experience, and obtained six of his seven kinds of despair, and your brain power has been slightly improved."

"Six kinds of despair: he gave up all struggles, he no longer resisted, he became numb, lying in the layers of strange eyes, he buried his heart in the darkness."

"There's still one last despair." Han Fei saw the ghost figure outside Building No. 7, and he knew that he didn't have much time left.

The black fire of hatred burned wildly in the building, a woman's laughter echoed in the flames, and no one knew where Zhuang Wen was.

, but when the black fire was burning, Han Fei felt that Zhuang Wen had not gone far. She was probably imprisoned in the "shrine" like the great evil, and a black fire of hatred was hidden in Dr. Yan's body. It's already the limit.

"If this is the case, then I must find a way to open the door of the shrine and let them in!"

Tear off his shirt, Han Fei lit it with black fire, and then stumbled upstairs.

Six desperate moments affected Han Fei. Fu Sheng's past encounters seemed to have six thorns full of barbs, which had pierced into his soul.

To make matters worse, after Fu Yi felt Fu Sheng's despair, he became stronger and stronger.

This beast can only be strong and fierce in front of his own family.

Fu Sheng's despair made him feel his existence, and he became more and more jealous of everything Han Fei had, and hated Han Fei's change of fate.

The footsteps were getting heavier and heavier. Every time Han Fei suffered a sense of despair for Fu Sheng, he would become weaker and Fu Yi would become stronger.

In Fu Sheng's student days, Fu Yi was the source of all despair.

In the memory world, Han Fei is like locking all the boxes of despair. If he collapses and gives up, the most desperate things in this world will be released.

The shrine inherited the mission and arrived here, and Han Fei already understood everything.

If the final enemy to face in the mirror god's memory world is the boss of the mall, then Fu Sheng's deepest hidden enemy in the memory world is Fu Yi, that is, Han Fei himself.

"I will die after paving the way for you, leaving you with a less hopeless future."

After struggling to reach the seventh floor, Han Fei walked to the last department, the Injection Beauty Treatment Center.

The name of the department is very common, and there is nothing strange around it, but Dr. Yan and Dr. Zhang Xi are as if they are facing enemies, and they are very nervous.

"It's the last room. Maybe it's dangerous here, but someone must do the right thing." When Han Fei entered the hospital, he was alone, and now he has gathered a lot of power around him.

Raising his hand and pushing the door open, there was only one doctor standing in the huge department.

She was covered tightly, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.

Sensing that someone was coming in, the doctor turned around. She glanced at everyone lightly, and put down the syringe in her hand.

There was no medicine in the huge syringe, only a pleading and crying face.

"Go together!"

When he has an advantage, Han Fei never talks nonsense.

He lit the cabinet in the department with black fire, and walked inside holding the Shengsheng knife. Zhang Xi stared at the female doctor and whispered silently, and the other party's movements gradually became slow.

The most surprising thing was Dr. Yan. His already tall body swelled again, and the surface of his skin was constantly cracking, revealing the hideous scars below that had been burned by the fire.

"Since entering this hospital, I have killed a lot of doctors and patients in secret, and this piece of skin on my body was sutured with them. It's a pity."

Dr. Yan is essentially a large-scale resentment in the deep world, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he exposes his murderous nature.

The female doctor in the center of the department did not panic when she saw the three of them coming at the same time. She slowly pierced the needle in her hand into her body.

The screams of the face in the syringe gradually diminished. After the injection was completed, the female doctor put the syringe in the medical trash can, where a lot of used syringes were already installed.

She took off the mask unhurriedly. The female doctor's face was perfect. She smiled and looked at Han Fei: "Fu Yi, you can't escape."

"Du Shu?" Han Fei stopped before moving forward. The female doctor had a face almost the same as Du Shu, but her temperament was different from that of Du Shu, more like a defective product.

When the female doctor heard Han Fei's voice, she pulled off her white coat with a smile, and there were faces of Du Shu on her body!

"You are our favorite toy and you will never leave us!"