My Iyashikei Game

Da Nie looked at Han Fei and Xu Qin who were very close, and it was a little lost.

The exciting scene of life and death in the imagination did not appear. In a very bad mood, it rolled on the ground, and then accidentally knocked over the cabinet where Xu Qin kept the meat. . .

When the cabinet fell down, Da Nie seemed to realize something and rushed outside immediately.

The big evil who is not afraid of the sky and the earth seems to be a little afraid of Xu Qin. He didn't see him for a night, and he didn't know how Xu Qin was domesticated.

"Forget it, leave it alone." Han Fei stopped Xu Qin, who was about to chase him out. It wasn't that he wanted to protect the great evil. He just didn't dare to eat those meals indiscriminately because Xu Qin was not around, for fear that he would not be able to rescue him in time. Just hang up.

One thing to say, the meat made by Xu Qin is extremely delicious, but for most people, they may only have the opportunity to taste it once in a lifetime. After all, there is only one life.

But Han Fei is different. With Xu Qin escorting him, he can repeatedly jump back and forth on the edge of death, using the most direct and rude method to improve his resistance to some curses until his body is used to those curses.

Constantly eating, Han Fei's broken and weak body slowly recovered, and it is estimated that he will have a chance to recover tonight.

With the idea of ​​not wasting any time, Han Fei opened his attribute panel and swept his gaze to the innate ability to summon the soul.

Whenever the ghost gate appears, a soul will be healed and experience the most special warmth and care in the world.

"The name Conjuring is easy to misunderstand, so it's better to change it to the traction of love."

After eating the meat on the first plate, Han Fei called Feng Ziyu and asked him to call the security guards of the dead building to prepare for the new players.

After Han Fei received the signal from Feng Ziyu that everything was ready, he walked out of the kitchen and used the magic trick in the corner.

The attribute panel was torn apart by bloodshots, and behind the ghost gate was a turbulent sea of ​​blood.

Han Fei shook the soul-inducing bell in his hand, and the image of Li Huang and her birthday appeared in his mind, and finally he whispered Li Huang's name.

For modern people who work intensively every day, it has become a habit for many people to go home and rest in a virtual game cabin. The more advanced the game cabin, the more relaxed the player can be.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, and a flaming feather just emerged from the sea, and was swallowed by the ghost face that had been waiting for a long time!

The shallow figure ran out of the ghost gate and randomly appeared in a room in the dead building.

The ghost gate was closed, and Han Fei put away the soul bell and walked outside.

"With Fu Sheng's personality shaping shrine, a lot of troubles can be omitted, but Li Huang can stay awake under the chase of the painters, which shows that she still has talent, I can try to help her make use of this talent. come out."

When Li Huang was in extreme danger, her first thought when she saw Han Fei was not to ask for help, but to ask Han Fei to leave quickly.

The test between life and death can best tell a person's character. Li Huang made Han Fei feel that she is also a "creative talent", and one day in the future, she may be able to know the truth.

For such talents, Han Fei valued them very much, and it was a pity to arrange personality shaping directly for the other party. He planned to teach students according to their aptitude, and asked Feng Ziyu to prepare some quizzes for Li Huang.

Look at the situation first, and then make a plan.

Feeling the position of the wandering soul, Han Fei approached quietly, watching everything in the dark.

Ten minutes later, Li Huang was embarrassed and carried Li Huang to the side of the shrine. He didn't follow the lines just now, and accidentally released his younger brother from his stomach. Li Huang, who was already extremely nervous, was caught by this super close distance. The big change of living people was frightened and fainted.

"On the whole, Li Huang's performance is excellent in all aspects, and his physical and psychological qualities are very good. When he escaped, he was also planning the route in his mind, and he also knew how to observe the surrounding environment." Feng Ziyu took his own arrangement Information, go to Han Fei.

"In addition, she has two bonus points. The first is that when she is facing a desperate situation, as long as her body can still move, she will not give up on her own initiative. She is a person with a strong heart and is not easy to be knocked down."

"Second point, after he encountered crying, he realized that there might be a problem with crying, but after encountering danger, he was still willing to run away with him and let him hide behind him. She was cold and strong on the outside, but soft on the inside. Full of heat."

Feng Ziyu, like a staff member in the human resources department, handed over the things he sorted out to Han Fei.

"She's a very potential player, it would be better if she could support her for a longer time." Han Fei lifted the black cloth on the shrine and put his palm on Li Huang's head. Before using personality shaping, he looked at the Look at Li Huang's properties.

Li Huang, who is usually busy with work, has a very low level, and her attributes are not outstanding. She doesn't even have a talent and ability, she is completely the template of an ordinary person.

"She's really here to relax."

If it wasn't for being chased by the painters and contaminating Li Huang with some unclean things, I'm afraid Han Fei wouldn't be able to conjure her into the deep world.

After checking Li Huang's mental state, Han Fei woke him up and used personality shaping before Li Huang could react.

He deleted the memories related to the painter, the child, and No. 4 in Li Huang's mind, and he didn't move the other parts.

The live video is spread all over the Internet. There are some things that Li Huang can know with a search. This is the limitation of personality shaping. It can only delete a person's memory, but the pain and despair it caused in the past is actually not enough. disappear.

Li Huang's screams sounded in his ears. In the final stage of personality shaping, Han Fei also erased the memory of Li Huang's entry into the deep world, and then used his soul-returning ability to remove him.

send away.

The whole process only lasted three minutes, and Han Fei's movements became more and more proficient. In addition, he also found that as the number of times he used Soul Resurrection increased, the special connection between him and those lost souls became more and more after each Soul Resurrection. strong.

This kind of connection can only be felt by him unilaterally, it seems that all the souls sent back by him have been stamped with his mark.

The soul-returning talent is Han Fei's own talent in the game. The level is unknown. Judging from the current use effect, it is much stronger than Fu Sheng's primary soul-returning talent in the shrine world.

"It's possible to pull the player into the deep world and then delete part of their memory, which is a very scary ability."

Han Fei can't change the player's memory, but as long as some key nodes are deleted, the black ones may become white, and the enemies may become friends.

"I don't know if Fu Sheng has used his abilities on living people before."

Sitting in front of the shrine, Han Fei supported his chin with one hand.

He felt that some memories in his mind were about to emerge. When the blood stained his mind, he would find his true self, and he would also face the personality who could only laugh wildly.

"After clearing all the games in the park, he will be resurrected on my body. This may be Fu Sheng, or it may be a manic laugh, or it may be something else."

Thinking of this, Han Fei felt a headache, he got up and went back to the fifth floor, sat beside Xu Qin's table, and devoured the food on the table.

When you are in a bad mood and stressed, then treat yourself with a delicious meal.

After waiting for the three-hour restriction, Han Fei's body has recovered a lot. He called the residents of the dead building and the neighbors of the happy community to prepare for the most important thing tonight.

"The dead building area now has the ability to protect itself, but in the deep world, standing still is chronic suicide. We must make every effort to go further."

"The plastic surgery hospital is our neighbor. We know their strengths thoroughly. In order to avoid fighting with them, we are finally taken advantage of by the park. I decided to try to join forces with them first, and we will kill the park together, and then use our ability to obtain this area. control.”

As the nominal manager of the dead building area, Han Fei used his charisma of negative fifteen to bring everyone together, and basically no one would refute his suggestions.

"Will they agree?" Li Xian grimaced.

"Part of the obsession of faceless hatred and white shoes hatred is in our hands, and they have to agree if they don't agree." Han Fei looked at Zhuang Wen, and the other party seemed to have something to say.

"This woman's hatred is not complete. I asked Dr. Yan. If you want to kill her completely, you need to find several emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, joy and resentment. Every emotion is a face, those beautiful Her face is her destiny." Since Zhuang Wen followed Han Fei into the memory world of the shrine, there was a touch of humanity in her, which may also be related to what she saw and heard in the memory world of the shrine.

"I originally wanted to eat her, but even if I swallow her now, it won't improve me much. Only after I completely find all her faces can I swallow her..."

Zhuang Wen discussed terrible things in front of the victim, and it was still in the kitchen.

What was even more terrifying was that the expressions of the neighbors all changed when they heard that they could swallow hatred. Their cold and terrifying faces looked at the faceless woman's head together.

"I can't kill her for the time being, you can cast a spell on her head first, and leave the rest to me."

After a brief discussion, Zhuang Wen put the faceless woman's head on the dining table, and she and Xu Qin engraved death curses and curses into the faceless woman's hatred.

Speaking of which, the faceless woman is really unlucky. If she encounters other hatred, she may be able to leave with her strange ability, but Zhuang Wen has inherited all the death curses of the entire dead building, and Xu Qin is a curse aggregate. , these two hatred almost stuffed the most vicious curse imaginable into the faceless woman's head, and she had no chance to escape at all.

"This is really a work of art." Zhuang Wen held up the woman's head. She and Xu Qin used a curse to paint a face for the woman. Before the curse was broken, this hatred could not be merged with her other face.

"Let's go, get ready to go." Han Fei couldn't wait to see the painter again.

Zhuang Wen held the faceless woman's head, Xu Qin held Xiaobaixue's kind hand, and Han Fei walked among them, the blood dispelled the fog, and the night seemed to be dyed red.

"Go and meet with the Mirror God first. Before that, try to avoid conflict."

Moving forward quickly, when the faceless woman's head left the fog, there was an immediate change in the area of ​​the plastic surgery hospital.

A shadow flashed faintly in the deformed and twisted building, and the hatred in the plastic surgery hospital had already discovered Han Fei and the others.

The two sides maintained a tacit understanding, and neither of them took the initiative. They ran along the alley at the edge of the plastic surgery hospital to the department store.

Opening the rusted door of the mall, Han Fei placed the faceless woman's head on the shrine of the department store.

He tried it first to see if he could directly sacrifice the faceless woman.

After several attempts, the shrine did not respond, probably because the remaining obsession of the faceless woman was too strong.

"I put you in the shrine. If you dare to make any crooked ideas, I will sacrifice you directly to the shrine." Han Fei stared at the faceless woman and turned on the master-level acting. He should be in the deep world. The first living person who dared to threaten hatred.

faceless woman

Being in Han Fei's hands is considered bad luck for eight lifetimes. She is completely unable to guess the thoughts of the person in front of her, and the other party does not follow the rules of the deep world at all.

"Han Fei, they're here." After Jingshen quietly reminded Han Fei, he opened the back door of the department store, and a tall, thin man with a shirtless shirt appeared at the back door of the store.

"Painter? How dare he come here alone?" Han Fei was very surprised when he saw the man at the back door.

With a three-to-one match, the painter has no chance of winning, but even in this absolutely unfavorable situation, he still dared to enter the department store alone.

After he stepped into the mall, all the doors and windows of the department store were closed, and it became a closed space.

Han Fei has no further plans, and Jingshen is ready to besiege.

The four hatred gathered together, even if they all restrained their breath, the terrifying sense of oppression made the souls on the shelves tremble.

But these are all small scenes for Han Fei. I think he was put on the table by ten hatred and divided his body.

"Why are you alone?"

Han Fei was sitting next to the shrine, eating the pig heart made by Xu Qin.

Surrounded by Xu Qin, Zhuang Wen and Jingshen, the tall and thin man's eyes stayed on Han Fei.

At this time, he behaved the same as in reality, silent and cold, as if he had been disappointed with everything, but that disappointment did not turn into hatred and malice, but into deep numbness.

Seeing that the Mirror God was about to start, black blood flowed from the scar with the number "4" on the right arm of the tall and thin man, and there were children crying in the blood.

The tall and thin man gently hugged his arm, as if he was holding a baby, and there was a rare tenderness on his silent face.

Black blood dripped down, and each drop of blood seemed to be a painting composed of memories, and it seemed to be a window to the hearts of different children.

"It's so weird." The well-informed Mirror God frowned. He found that the painter's aura was getting more and more terrifying, and the other party's strength didn't seem to come from hatred in his heart, but from something else: " No wonder the butterflies didn't occupy the plastic surgery hospital, there are a lot of things hidden in this hatred!"

When the black blood stained his upper body, the painter slowly turned his body, and a black window was painted on his back.

As the blood dripped on the window frame, something seemed to be moving behind that window, and a moment later, a huge eye opened behind the window!

Its huge body seems to have no end in sight. At this time, it is sticking to the window, looking at Han Fei on the other side of the window with that eyeball.

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