My Healing Game

Latest website: Eight classes correspond to eight buildings. These students with special personalities will become the food on the ghost's dinner plate and the sacrifices placed in front of the shrine.

Their death can be exchanged for the safety of the stronghold for half a year. This is something that many adults know.

On the streets shrouded in darkness, the doors and windows of every house were closed, children walked on the long street, and adults peeked behind the cracks in the doors.

No one stepped forward to stop them, and no one said a word for those children.

The team exuding resentment slowly walked out of the safe zone of the stronghold, and the teachers of each class began to lead the team. They wanted to send their classes safely to different buildings.

Many children left the stronghold for the first time and set foot in the area occupied by ghosts for the first time. They dared not speak, watched everything nervously, and secretly made up their minds to kill ghosts with what they learned in school!

The innocence of children and the indifference of adults are intertwined, cruel and realistic.

"Teacher, let's follow Class Three." Class No. 5 stood behind Han Fei and said in a low voice, "It seems that we are not the only ones who are going to have a showdown with the principal tonight."

Class 1 led by Yan Lan left first, followed by Class 2 led by Zhang Menglan. The city in front of him was like the mouth of a giant beast, and the classes that entered soon disappeared.

After all the classes left, the seventh class led by Han Fei did not follow the original route to the black building, but followed the third class led by the principal.

"There are people in the stronghold who support the principal, and there are friends of the principal in the dark building. Our best opportunity to make a move is between the assessment site and the stronghold."

The night swept away all traces, and a group of children seemed to be a group of untrained ghosts, or like a tide gushing out of an abyss, quietly flowing across the street.

In the darkness, the eighty children had completely changed their appearances. There were hideous tormented monsters hidden in each of these immature faces. We carefully put away our fangs and sharp claws in the daytime, The purpose is not to kill recklessly in the middle of the night.

Half an hour passed, singing sounded outside the commercial street in the city, the traffic lights at the crossing of the Ten Pirates came on, and the eighth class led by the principal stopped outside the exit of the commercial street.

What used to be the worst commercial area in the old city of Xinhu has now become quite gloomy. It looks like a living person on the outside, and even the mannequins are covered with tooth marks and scratches.

"Come out, you've been with me for so long, what does he want to do?" The principal covered in white robe looked at the place where the singing sounded, and in the shadow stood a bride in a red wedding dress, holding your lover The head with a morbid and crazy expression.

"Zhang Menglan, he is even more stupid than you imagined." The principal shook his head: "You gave him a chance."

There was no singing in response to the principal. Zhang Menglan's songs were melancholy blue. These notes seemed to be unable to directly invade the mind and affect people's minds.

"Love makes people blind. If he does that, he will kill all the students in his class and implicate all the survivors in the stronghold."

The principal asked all the students to retreat into the nearby shop. I did it to protect those children. I just wanted to protect the sacrifice and complete the transaction with Guan Ya.

"Hypocritical, disgusting, he always says that he is for the survivors, but he allows anyone to contact other strongholds. He is thinking about us at all, he just treats us as his private livestock!"

Zhang Menglan held the head in his arms, veins popped out under your neck, and your singing attracted the ghosts hidden outside the commercial street.

Driven by this melancholy song, the ghost in the white and dark rushes towards the principal, and you yourself are like the ghost's bride, sad and ugly, dancing and singing under death in a wedding dress.

"He is the strongest teacher among all the teachers. The reason why you keep him out of school is because he compares your feelings with hatred." The principal's voice changed quickly, and the scar on my face was like a bug. You feel squirming, the resentment belonging to the ghosts poured out of my body, the ghosts near the principal were pushed to the ground, and they could only kneel down under the pressure.

Putting on the top hat, the headmaster completely ignored these ghosts, even Zhang Menglan, and I looked at the crossroads.

The red light flashed, a small amount of dirty blood dripped, and the body of a school security guard was pierced by chains, and was collected on the road behind the principal.

"Hate, he is your best-looking teacher, why did he stop you?" The headmaster's body hidden in the white robe swelled up a little bit, and I almost showed a serious expression: "Assess your feelings, the stronghold No one will be buried with you, so the truth of ugliness requires you to repeat the ugliness many times?"

There was a piercing sound as the metal collided with the ground, hatred jumped up from the seventh floor of the commercial street, and you stood between the principal and Zhang Menglan.

The small figure looks abrupt in the white night, is there anyone who can ignore the hatred, where you are standing, ghosts and ghosts will change, and the yin will disperse.

"Let Zhang Menglan leave, and you will help you send the students under your class to the red building." Dressed in white clothes, the metal spikes under the back of hatred extend to both sides, piercing the flesh and blood, you seem to feel that it is you feel.

"Leaving? Hate, he seems to have forgotten one thing, you are the principal of the school, you have the final say on that school, and any of them can only obey!" Half of the principal's body covered with scars ended the distortion, and his flesh and blood spread Roaring out resentment, my left arm proliferated, scars turned into a split mouth, and the breath of resentment overlapped and intertwined, gradually forming a kind of hatred for everything in the world and Han Fei!

With the help of Bailou Guanya, the principal melted the ghosts into his body. Although I still haven't ignited Han Fei's white fire, but do you feel more than you feel the power of small resentment? A discount is a monster of a discount!

"Have you shown the other side of yourself for too long, they must really think that their personality can fight against you?" The resentment sealed in the left arm screamed and smashed towards the hatred, and the principal crushed you Broken, there is nothing left to hand.

Looking at the small resentment in the opponent's arm, the hatred is that he didn't move forward, but took a step back.

There are bloodstains in your eyes, the metal under the spine pierces every layer of flesh and blood, the muscles of the whole body are compressed to the extreme, and the energy is crazily charged!

Resentment, hatred, hatred, and all negative emotions can't cause any interference to you, even this giant ghost that is far bigger than you can make you half a step forward.

Fear and fear, always backward!

The power in his mind was stirring all over his body, and the hatred suddenly accelerated, and he punched the small resentment dropped by the principal!

"Peng!"

The glass on both sides of the commercial street was completely shattered, and there were countless cracks under the ground, and a gap seemed to be torn open in Bai Ye.

The principal's distorted huge left arm drooped down, and the face of the small resentment was pierced!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and hatred stood among the shards of glass on the ground. The ferocious blood patterns and metal totems under your body were mixed together. The phalanx of your left fist was deformed, piercing the skin, and a small amount of curses drilled out of your body along the wound.

For ordinary people, it is unbearable joy, but you are not even qualified to frown with hatred. The metal thread and flesh are sticky, and you raise your fists again.

"The fearless personality is indeed very weak, but can he be truly fearful? Does he have any attraction and nostalgia? Is he willing to fully stimulate the potential of the fearful personality with the belief that he must die?" said the principal. The left arm gradually became ugly, and before this small resentment was pierced by hatred, a more terrifying Guan Ya's breath gushed out.

The headmaster's body became more deformed, the white robe was torn, and the dense scars under my body were all traces left by melting ghosts.

I seem to have been trying my best, and finally with the help of Bailou Han Fei, Han Fei's breath appeared in my body.

"The principal has a good personality. At the end of the day, I was elected as the principal because of my virtue and low respect. But in the process of merging and digging ghosts, I was backlashed by ghosts. Now I am half human and half ghost physically. I should be completely on the side of the ghost." No. 7 pushed Gao Cheng hard: "Teacher, he should go and lure the principal here. It's useless to hate the teacher, it can make you suffer too much injury."

"Come over here." Gao Cheng walked out from the other side of the commercial street, and tossed the coin heavily: "It seems that you have to do it."

Greedy white mist surrounds the whole body, and the devil wakes up in the abyss.

Sickness, jealousy, impermanence, eight kinds of grievances quietly emerged, and all kinds of negative states were branded on the principal.

"Punisher?"

The eyelids of the headmaster who was about to kill the hatred with all his strength twitched, my small and deformed body turned sharply, and looked to the other side of the street, "You said that the outside of the school is too abnormal recently, it seems that there is no smell that makes you very comfortable The strength is constantly growing, so it turns out that this person is him! Back into the tricky building, pretending to be low-level pollution, is his real target you?"

"You are only for the children in the class." After Gao Cheng said that, the principal immediately lit up.

"Despicable and shameless, he will rebel against you for the sake of the students? Executioner, his strength comes from greed and ambition, but greedy women who are beyond his power will also burn him to ashes." The principal still did not show any composure It seems that even if I deal with Guan Ya and Hatred at the same time, I don't have the confidence to win.

"Whatever he says, you are too lazy to explain to the dead." Gao Cheng raised his left finger to touch the principal, the abyss in his mind boiled instantly, a white mist spread in front of my back, and a giant ax slashed across the ground Next: "Kill me for you!"

Guan Ya, a small resentment, climbed out of the abyss of Tandou and ran towards the principal.

"It seems that what a good thing he found outside the tricky building. It can even fool the machines polluted by the school. When you kill all his ghosts and make him into a stick, you will let him take all the ghosts. I spit out all the secrets." The principal gave up his hatred, and stared at Gao Cheng with a ferocious face: "You should delay thanking him for his gift."

The flesh and blood of the ghost and the principal were fused together, and only Fu Zeng's giant hand slid across the small building in the commercial street and grabbed Guan Ya's giant axe.

The ax blade condensed with murderous intent cut directly into the principal's palm, but a strange thing happened at that time. Countless Han Fei silk threads emerged from the principal's arm. Next, he crazily climbed Yan Lan's body along the axe.

The principal's personality is rarely used. It is a positive and kind character, but it has not been completely distorted into another thing before it breaks through the human nature again and again.

The small resentment fused with the principal's body and other ghosts are the main body, and it is useful to destroy them at least a few times. If you want to kill the principal, you must smash my personality.

Han Fei's tentacles from Bailou are attached to my personality, and these Han Fei's tentacles are the key to the principal not being able to find other ghosts.

"It's strange that the principal doesn't have the confidence to deal with the eight teachers. Half of my body has not yet been distorted into Han Fei."

Yan Lan was formed from the murderous intent of a small number of death row prisoners. The headmaster thought it would be very difficult to unearth it, and he could do it in a short period of time. But now I only need to control Yan Lan, and the divine pollution is enough to kill Gao Cheng. wear down.

All kinds of negative emotions surged, and even Xingguang was suppressed. Gao Cheng made a move that no one had expected, and I turned around and ran away without any firmness.

Sacrificial to the small grievances obtained by the death row prisoners in the prison, if you give up, you can give up. It is only the principal, and even Guan Ya himself is at a loss.

"What did he get outside the treacherous building? In the future, he will not spare his life so much. Could it be that this thing is more serious than that small resentment?" In order to prevent the eight teachers from joining forces, the principal planned to kill one first.

Zhang Menglan is the strongest, whether she is threatened or not, and her hatred is the weakest, and she will resolve it in a short time. In comparison, the best choice is to kill Guan Ya first.

In the headmaster's mind, Guan Ya is less tricky, ruthless, and has very strange abilities, so he can definitely keep it as little as possible.

While merging with Yan Lan weakly, the principal dragged his slightly deformed body towards Guan Ya.

The floor collapsed, and the ghosts in the commercial street scattered and fled. Those who were too fast would be crushed directly by the principal.

Seeing that he was being chased down, Gao Cheng actually rushed towards the hiding place of the students in his class. Seeing that scene, he frowned with hatred, and there was no way to hide the love in his eyes.

You, who wanted to take Zhang Menglan away weakly, clenched your fists and chased after you.

You care about the death of the prisoner, but you are willing to see a group of students killed.

The principal also thought that Gao Cheng would be so insane that he would directly take tonight's sacrifice as a hostage, and my expression instantly became you. The blood sacrifice continued, and the transaction could be interrupted, especially before Han Fei's power was used.

Han Fei's tentacles flying in seven places shyly avoided the room where the students were hiding, and the principal Pang Xiao's body was buried under the building next to him.

Debris flew, and I saw Gao Cheng shamelessly standing in front of the students in his class, even with an intriguing smile on his face.

"That's what he wants to be. Let you help him find himself."

A child's voice suddenly rang in my ears, and the principal didn't notice it at all. When I realized it, the small child hadn't raised his arm.

"Ambush and fear? Is he also a fearful personality?"

"It's wrong, it's because your fearful personality is too similar to others~www.readwn.com~ The personality strength of the same child escapes from No. 1's mind. Shuangtong penetrated the barrier of memory and saw the principal's lowly deformed personality.

The size difference between the principal and No. 1 is too small, Gao Cheng held the butcher's knife without worry, but No. 7 next to him signaled me to intervene.

"What he needs to do now is not for you to thank me."

"You feel?"

"After being sent to the orphanage on the ground, the experimenter said that as long as he could survive forty-four experiments, he would let all the children go. But at that time, there was no one who could survive forty-four experiments. We simulated The results show that the probability of surviving forty-four trials is one in ten thousand."

"Where are you coming?"

"In eight years, No. 1 replaced my weak child and survived 444 experiments. I created a miracle." No. 7 looked at the figure of the small child: "Always pursue freedom, always I know how to give up and always stand behind all the children, I am the youngest among you at 8 years old, and I deserve the number one."