My Iyashikei Game

The blood was almost frozen, Han Fei listened to his heartbeat, which was gradually slowing down, black mist drifted in his eyes, curses and ominous lingering in his eyes, and his reason was already crumbling!

The bloody face of the monster Qiqiao also looked towards Han Fei, which was merging with Zhang Guanxing at a critical moment.

I know you hate the world, and I hate the world sometimes, so I won't try to persuade you to let go of your hatred. I just hope you don't torture yourself in this way.

No matter how painful and uncomfortable you are, the person who hurt you will not have the slightest guilt, and the world will not be sad because of you.

In that case, why can't we try another way of living?

Blue-black blood vessels appeared on his arms, and the yin qi on Han Fei's body became heavier and heavier. As if he was talking to himself, he walked to the door of the bedroom and picked up the black jar.

I know that you can't get rid of the past with your own strength, so let the teacher help you solve the hatred and let the teacher help you get rid of the pain.

Before he finished speaking, Han Fei grabbed the edge of the black can and rushed towards the monster.

Arms made of flesh and blood swept towards Han Fei, he bent over to dodge, his legs were charged, and then he raised the black can and swiped with all his strength!

Snapped!

The wishing jar of the G-level cursed object smashed directly on the top of the monster's head, and the monster's head and the jar made a crisp sound at the same time!

A piece of paper with wishes fell on the monster. They were soaked in blood and stuck to the monster's flesh and blood.

Halfway through the fusion, the monster's head was smashed into a hole by Han Fei, the skull collapsed, and it screamed harshly.

Qiqiao's bleeding face turned quickly, and the monster's arms folded into an incredible angle to grab Han Fei.

This time, Han Fei didn't dodge backwards, he accelerated decisively, grabbed the hand of the wishing jar and dunked down again!

One of the jars and the monster's head must break first today!

Black blood and flesh splashed on Han Fei's skin, turning into poisonous needles that wanted to pierce Han Fei's body. Even with the protection of the black python, Han Fei could still feel the pain.

However, the pain was within an acceptable range, or the pain could more stimulate the malice and curse in Han Fei's eyes.

Forcibly closing the distance, when the monster's ten fingers pierced Han Fei's body, Han Fei hugged Li Gui's neck.

When fighting between life and death, no one will stand in place like a sandbag and let the other party display their fighting skills. All opportunities are created by themselves, and they are fleeting, even if it is at the cost of injury!

Venomous snake around the neck!

The arm containing yin qi locked the monster's neck. Han Fei combined the secret of touching the soul with the yin qi in the ghost pattern, and mixed this auxiliary skill with mixed martial arts in reality.

Before the monster's body changes, hold your head and smash!

Han Feilian and Zhang Guanxing smashed to the ground together, and his body was also scratched with deep wounds by the monster's hand. Without the protection of the black giant python, at this time, his yin had entered his body and was directly penetrated by resentment. A few lives are not enough to die.

Zhang Guanxing!

The black can in his hand smashed to the top of the monster's head again, but this time the monster took precautions in advance. Its arm full of black blood folded into a weird angle and grabbed the black can.

But what the monster never thought was that Han Fei had already guessed that it would do this.

How could I keep using the same tricks?

When the monster grabbed the black can, Han Fei let go of his hand, and his five fingers smashed into the monster's mouth at the fastest speed!

Enduring the pain of being scratched on the back of his hand, Han Fei took out the blood-colored paper figurine from the inventory. He had been preparing for this moment for a long time. Everything before was to confuse and pave the way. What he really wanted was to get the blood-colored paper figurine Into the monster's body, and then let the paper man run wild!

complete in one step!

Bright red blood spilled from the monster's mouth, and the monster struggled like crazy.

It wanted to disperse its body, but countless pale pieces of paper appeared in its flesh and blood.

Enjoy the F-rank curse!

With his fists swung, Han Fei's yin-filled fists smashed the monster's body frantically, not giving the opponent any chance to resist.

The screams sounded in the dormitory, who would have thought that there was a person in 104 who was covered in yin and was desperately fighting against the Specter!

After swallowing the F-rank curse, various mutations appeared in the monster's body, and Han Fei was attacking frantically outside. The monster never thought that things would turn out like this.

The hatred is slowly weakening, and it has been beaten to the point of being dissipated.

Let the blood-colored paper figurine eat away hatred, and Han Fei looked at Zhang Guanxing.

This child has merged with part of the monster's hatred, and while absorbing part of the monster's power, it also awakens the memory of his death.

His eyes were cloudy and blood red, there was no light, and he couldn't see reason, only pain.

We are already living at the bottom of hell, we are the most miserable and desperate ghosts, why do you continue to sink?

Grabbing Zhang Guanxing's collar, Han Fei waved his fist full of yin and smashed it hard on Zhang Guanxing's cheek.

The black giant python swam on Han Fei's back, and the ghost pattern exuded the ultimate evil spirit.

You hate them so much, then go get revenge on them! Let them know your pain! Let them know your despair! Only by letting them know how much pain they have will they understand how much harm has been done to you!

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, this is fair!

The fist with yin energy opened its mouth like a black giant python. Han Fei didn't hold back at all, and directly hit Zhang Guanxing against the wall.

The pain finally changed Zhang Guanxing's sluggish face, and his cloudy eyes slowly turned to look at Han Fei.

Han Fei, who was covered in wounds, covered in blood, and stood naked in the bedroom, looked like a wolf king in the dark night.

teacher……

As the monster representing hatred was completely eaten by the blood-colored paper figurine, Zhang Guanxing regained his sanity, but his eyes no longer had the light that belonged to a child, and there was a hint of maturity and undisguised pain.

It's good to wake up. Han Fei, who was about to support to the limit, walked to Zhang Guanxing, he hugged Zhang Guanxing's head: I know you are in pain, I can't help you relieve the pain, but I can accompany you to find a way to eradicate pain. You can trust me in the future, you know?

All the memories of the time of death returned, the pain and despair were unimaginable, Zhang Guanxing seemed to be struggling in the boundless deep sea, but at this moment Han Fei extended his hand to him.

A simple sentence, you can trust me, represents an extraordinary meaning to Zhang Guanxing.

At least, no one had ever said this to him before his death.