My Iyashikei Game

At a glance, it was full of blood red, and the ten hatreds divided all the beauty in the world. They were like fallen gods, sitting around the last table.

His body was pierced by chains, and Han Fei was lying on the base of the broken statue. The golden divine pattern and the black ghost pattern circulated in his flesh and blood at the same time. Through the wound on his chest, he could vaguely see his fiery beating heart.

Han Fei was completely unable to move. He listened to the elegy of the memory world, and the prayers of countless souls poured into his body through the chains.

After all the prayers are merged with his body, maybe he will become the new god of this shrine memory world.

The roar of the chainsaw rang in her ears. The sharpest things in the world are extreme love and extreme hate. Love is the first to approach the dining table. She will use the chainsaw in her hand to divide Han Fei into ten parts.

The high-speed rotating saw blade slashed at Han Fei with biting hatred!

Love has been blinded by blood, she laughed and cried madly, as if she wanted to saw Fu Yi's memories left to her!

Looking at the chainsaw in front of him, Han Fei wanted to struggle, but he couldn't control his body at all, and now he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

His pupils twitched uncomfortably. Han Fei had already imagined the image of the restricted level. The game he made became a reality, and he got through the final outcome.

"Maybe I can't get all his love, but at least I don't want to give anyone the power to kill him." A sweet voice suddenly appeared. Even if Li Guoer became hatred, her expression was still lovely and moving.

At the same time as the chainsaw fell, Li Guoer loosened the chains, her whole body was wrapped in hatred, her face was morbid, and she desperately slammed into love.

This is actually her attitude towards love, impulsive, direct, thorough, and reckless.

The two collided with hatred, and both gave their dead hands. Building No. 7 began to collapse in a large area, which also ignited all the hatred in everyone's heart.

Du Shu had discovered that Han Fei was merging with the wish of the dead and became a new source of chains. She knew exactly what it meant, so she didn't hesitate, grabbing the chains and wanting to drag Han Fei to her side.

Her perfect face has been cracked, revealing the true face of her soul. The face that can only be maintained by swallowing countless "drugs" has been torn off. She herself is actually very ordinary.

After having perfection, ordinary becomes unbearable pain. In order to maintain the perfection, she is ready to swallow Han Feisheng!

There are no two words shared in Du Shu's dictionary, and Fu Yi is just her own toy.

Han Fei's already broken body was almost torn to pieces. Seeing him being pulled towards Du Shu, the scrawny woman in red loosened her hand that clenched the chains.

An intense hatred that made everyone tremble emerged from the woman's body. Fu Sheng's biological mother stared at Du Shu. Compared with Fu Yi, the person she wanted to kill was Du Shu!

After seeing the true face of Du Shu's soul, Fu Sheng's biological mother let out a harsh scream. She carried half a lifetime of hatred and reached out to stab Du Shu's heart.

Teacher Liu, who was not far away, also saw the opportunity and took out a blood-red knife from the bag he was carrying.

Her students swallowed the "medicine" from the hospital and became Du Shu's doll. The only way to save her students was to solve Du Shu.

Teacher Liu didn't want to have any contact with Fu Yi anymore. She took action for her students, at least she persuaded herself in her heart.

All the hatred was poured into the sharp knife, and Teacher Liu and Fu Sheng's mother attacked Du Shu at the same time.

"You deserve to stand with me too?"

With the enemy on her back, Du Shu loosened the chains. She merged with the flesh and blood of the entire hospital, and absorbed the resentment from the hearts of all patients and doctors.

Du Shu, who was originally flawless, grew ugly faces on her body, and she herself became a monster with a smelly soul. This may be her true appearance now.

The hatred on Du Shu's body soared, but after she removed the resentment accumulated in the hospital, the speed of Han Fei's fusion with the prayers of all sentient beings obviously started to speed up!

After Mang Laugh and Fu Yi left, Han Fei himself fell into despair, but now, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his beating heart.

If he can fully inherit the shrine, he will have the opportunity to end this endless night of reincarnation ahead of schedule.

"There is still a chance, there is still a chance!"

As soon as this thought appeared in his heart, Han Fei felt another sting, and the cold killing intent pierced into his body like a knife.

Turning his eyes, Han Fei looked in the direction of the killing intent.

Fu Yi's mother stood on the edge of the abyss of despair, her calloused and wounded hands clutching the chains.

The years have dried up her former beauty. She is obviously about the same age as Fu Yi, but she looks very old.

Living alone with a terminally ill child, living, seeking medical treatment, traveling to various cities, and suffering grievances, all this is because of Fu Yi.

A mother who raises her children alone has many times only she knows how much suffering she has endured.

Tears of blood in her eyes slipped down her cheeks, she was always thinking of others.

She had believed Fu Yi's nonsense before, but she still believed Fu Yi for a while until Fu Yi remarried, but her wife was not her.

After having a child, she vowed to make her daughter the happiest person in the world, she decided to give her daughter double the love alone

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I worked hard with all my heart, but then met with a bolt from the blue.

When she saw the diagnosis for the first time, the woman had her back against the door of the consultation room, covered her mouth, and wept silently.

When she walked out of the consultation room, she didn't tell her daughter's condition, and still looked at her daughter with loving and warm eyes.

In a home without a father, a mother is the strongest, she never cries in front of her daughter.

From the moment her daughter fell ill, the mother began to hold back her tears. She wanted to accompany the child through the road destined to death.

My own daughter, watching her born, watching her grow up slowly, and finally watching her leave this not-so-perfect world.

The mother, who had never cried in front of her daughter, this time, hot blood tears flowed from her eyes, and she walked towards Han Fei step by step.

She has always been living for others, the hatred and pain are deeply intertwined, and all the bitterness crushes her happiness.

With her hands stretched out, Fu Yi's mother loosened the chains and stretched out her hands to Han Fei's neck.

"Mom!" A young female voice sounded in the distance. Fu Yi, whose legs were severely deformed, lay on the ground, grabbed the scar on the ground of flesh and blood, and moved forward a little: "Don't kill Dad!"

Fu Yi's mother paused, her hands hovered in front of Han Fei, and the blood and tears that fell down her cheeks fell onto Han Fei.

After a short stay, her fingers pressed Han Fei's neck: "No one can forgive Dad for Mom, no one can."

"He's not Fu Yi!" A woman's voice suddenly resounded in ten hatreds, and the once gentle voice line felt hoarse at this moment.

Fu Yi's mother looked sideways slightly. His wife grabbed all the chains that had been thrown away by other haters by herself. She wrapped the chains around her body and supported her hard, clenching her teeth to prevent Han Fei from falling into the abyss again!

Everyone either wants to kill Han Fei, or wants to get Han Fei, or wants to occupy Han Fei's body, only the wife is holding all the chains, she never thought about getting it from Han Fei. what.

The hatred condensed in Fu Yi's mother's heart fluctuated slightly, and she did not exert any force with her hands that grabbed Han Fei's neck.

"Mom!" Fu Yi desperately tried to get close to her mother and father, but as soon as she touched the range of hatred, her weak body was forced back.

When Fu Yi's mother hesitated, the faceless woman hiding behind Du Shu seemed to sense that an opportunity was coming. She rushed towards Han Fei at the fastest speed. With the same thought in mind, Shu was ready to swallow Han Fei and become the new owner of the shrine.

Seizing the shrine is also her original purpose of entering here, taking advantage of the painter and the little white shoes to leave, and monopolizing the shrine!

The faceless woman moved quickly, but unfortunately Zhuang Wen was watching her all the time.

Frankly speaking, when Zhuang Wen saw nine hatreds in the hospital, she was in a state of not knowing what to do.

How can a living person be loved to death by nine haters at the same time?

This is not something that can be done by hard work alone, it can only be described by talent.

If it was a simple one-to-nine match, Zhuang Wen felt that she had tried her best, and it was estimated that she could only try to save a whole body for Han Fei, but fortunately the worst situation did not occur.

When the faceless woman wanted to swallow Han Fei, Zhuang Wen's hands full of death curses pressed the faceless woman's head, black flames all over her body, and her extremely violent faceless woman's upper body was kicked to pieces.

Countless death spells penetrated into the faceless woman's body. Zhuang Wen, who was born in a dead building, has both the killing intent from Ten Fingers and the death spell from butterflies. Anyone or ghosts touched by her will most likely be dissipated.

The faceless woman also knew that this was the last chance. She no longer hid her strength and used her abilities for the first time.

The face without facial features gradually became the same as Du Shu. The breath of the faceless woman was increasing, and she and Zhuang Wen were fighting together.

The night sky is full of blood-colored cracks, and the ground is full of festering wounds. This alienated hospital is about to be pierced by several haters.

At this time, still holding on to the hatred of the chain, only the youngest female netizen, the oldest Zhao Qian, and his wife remained.

As each hatred approached the dining table, the female netizens in Huang Qun also slowly began to move forward.

Of all the women, she is the youngest and most affected by emotions. She can't hear the outside world at all, and is gradually being dominated by hatred.

She did not know when she loosened the chains and looked at Han Fei who was covered in bruises.

When she was kicked out of the house and had nowhere to go, it was Fu Yi who took her in.

When she fell into despair and was deeply hostile to everything, it was Fu Yi who melted her shell, but she never thought that the person she had always thought she had used up all her luck to meet would eventually not hesitate. of abandoning himself.

A girl who doesn't trust anything, her last trust is regarded as trash that can be thrown away.

She is like a stray cat that no one wants. Whenever a stranger approaches, she will grin and be extremely fierce. After countless scratches and escapes, she finally met a warm home.

The owner of the house gave her the tenderness and love she had never had before, and made all the promises for her, until when she was about to follow the owner into the small house, the owner suddenly turned around and slammed the door shut.

Abandoned again and again, the woman clutched her dead heart and stood beside Han Fei.

"Can you give me my heart back?"

The hatred caused by the alienation of the world spread all over the girl's body. Her eyes were blood-red, and she had lost her sense. The reason why she didn't act immediately was because the things that Han Fei did last flashed in her mind from time to time.

At the gate of the company, Han Fei cleaned up the poisonous coffee on the ground to prevent stray cats from curiously licking it. On that night of heavy rain, Han Fei carried her, who was in a coma with fever, to the hospital.

She had never been accompanied by her before, and she always went to the hospital alone.

That night, when she had a high fever and her consciousness was blurred, she vaguely saw Han Fei's busy figure.

The memories in these minds kept flashing, and they were quickly smeared by hatred, but there was one scene that stayed in the rush of hatred.

The female netizen stood beside the hospital bed and opened the doctor's medical certificate to Han Fei. She was the only one who knew that Han Fei would not live long.

The hand that grabbed Han Fei's heart didn't go down any further, hatred had already swallowed her reason, but she still didn't want to take off Han Fei's heart like this.

Now only Zhao Qian is standing in the distance. She has not approached Han Fei since she entered the emergency room.

Those beautiful eyes swept through all the hatred in the house, and finally fell on Han Fei.

When Fu Yi's ex-wife was still alive, Zhao Qian already knew Fu Yi. She single-handedly promoted Fu Yi, from a humble clerk to the company's chief game designer.

She always felt that she was mature and rational, but she didn't know when everything started to tilt in the wrong direction.

"I know that there are far more than ten women you have contacted on your mobile phone. The ten people who came here are only the ten most hurt and painful by you."

"All my reason is telling me that death is the best ending for you, and I should kill you so that no one will be hurt, but..."

Zhao Qian's eyes were complicated and painful, and her eyes slowly moved from Han Fei to his wife.

After other hatred threw away the chains, the wife grabbed almost all the chains, and she was clearly occupied by hatred, but she was unwilling to let go.

"Actually, when I divided your game into files, I vaguely felt that you were not him."

"Fu Yi, who only has fame, fortune, and sex in his mind, how could he be patient and not flirt with other women, and play the most difficult Plants vs Zombies as soon as he goes to work?"

"Do you know how boring it is for me to monitor your computer all the time?"

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. The mature and sexy woman looked at Fu Yi's wife: "I may lose to her again this time. After all, I don't have the courage to accompany you into the abyss like she does."

After loosening the chains in her hand, Zhao Qian walked towards Du Shu. Her eyes red with hatred looked at the woman who had turned into a monster: "Maybe killing her would be a better ending."

Hatred overwhelmed her reason, Zhao Qian stopped all the patients and doctors in the hospital who ran towards Du Shu, and wanted to cut off the connection between the hospital and Du Shu.

The nine hated loosened the chains, and the wife wrapped ten chains around her body alone, but she alone could not fight the despair of the entire shrine world.

Not only was she unable to pull Han Fei out of the abyss of despair, she was even dragged slowly into the abyss with herself.

Han Fei himself is not afraid of death, but he does not want to involve his wife into the abyss with him.

"Why don't you let go?" Han Fei's body was broken, he couldn't say a word, and all the words only made his lips tremble slightly.

"I didn't do anything for you at all! Don't bet everything for this little bit of false happiness!"

No one could hear the voice in Han Fei's heart. He looked at his wife from the corner of his eye, and his wife, who was covered in chains, met his eyes. The wife, who was approaching the abyss step by step, reluctantly wanted to leave Han Fei a smile.

Hate smile?

Perhaps it was because she had lost too many things that she had been driven to the deepest depths of despair, so when everything had changed, the wife would so want to seize that ray of beauty.

Even if she knew that it was fake and that the beauty was only temporary, she was reluctant to let it go.

Han Fei couldn't even speak now, he couldn't stop himself and his wife from falling into the abyss.

Several hatreds fought each other, and the only ones who still hadn't made a final decision were Fu Yi's mother and the youngest female netizen. They were Han Fei's last hope.

His lips trembled, Han Fei's body collapsed completely, his blood was full of soul poison, his flesh was penetrated by countless chains, and all his abilities could not be used.

Calling out the attribute panel, Han Fei looked down desperately, and his eyes finally fell on the blank second occupation.

At this point, there is no other way.

Yu Guang glanced at the ten haters, and Han Fei made his final choice.

Consciousness touched the blank second occupation, and the voice of the system sounded in my mind.

"Players with number 0000, please pay attention! You have overcompleted the hidden occupation - Guifu pre-task five times in a row, and the fit with this occupation has reached the upper limit of 100%! Whether to transfer the second occupation to Guifu!"

"Yes!"