My Healing Game Chapter 390

　　In the area where Han Fei is located, the dead building is the most terrifying building, and the beast lane is the second place. He always remembers a sentence in his heart, those outsiders controlled by the butterfly never seem to enter the beast lane.

　　 At the time, Han Fei felt that the beast alley was very scary, and even the butterflies did not dare to enter it easily, but when he really ran into the beast alley, he found that the beast alley did not seem to be too dangerous, even the top resentment.

　　 Recall carefully, during the whole process of Han Fei entering the beast alley, he had never seen a complete spider at all. The spider he saw was made up of countless pig-faced monsters in the beast alley.

　　 Whether it is the evil heart used to sacrifice the knife or the good heart modified by the personality of a doctor, it is essentially just the heart of a spider.

　　 The personality of the doctor said that the body of the spider was eaten by all the monsters in the beast alley, but are those monsters really eating the body of the spider?

In the final match between the spider and the doctor's personality, the spider uses only one ability, which is to control the flesh and blood of the entire animal lane to crush. His webs are spread over every inch of the land in the animal lane. This ability alone is enough. The personality of a subdued doctor can be used as the eternal manager of the livestock alley. Is he really only such a simple and rude crush?

　　 How can a spider who can play against a butterfly without distinction of victory or defeat, be so confused and let his sub-personality control it?

　　 A real spider, but a madman who dared to kill the other eight himself in order to defeat the butterfly in the end.

　　 So Han Fei faintly guessed that all of this might be part of the spider's plan, a play for the butterfly.

　　 Animal Alley retains the only humanity in this area, just as butterflies are constantly collecting "flower pots" to make outsiders, spiders are also secretly looking for wandering souls that carry humanity.

　　 Butterfly desperately wanted to create another self, just to prevent the scene in the nightmare from becoming a reality and being slashed by the knife that could slaughter the butcher.

　　 The spider is just the opposite. He splits the heart of good and evil, and gathers the deepest malice and the last bit of humanity that can be found in the deep world, in order to forge the knife in the butterfly nightmare!

　　 The two fight from reality to the deep world, and neither one succeeds in killing each other until Han Fei appears.

　　 With the help of Han Fei, the spider forged a knife that had never been seen in the deep world. The monster that this knife will kill in the future is not just a butterfly.

　　 Bloodshot contains sin karma. That kind of power is completely different from the resentment in the resentment and the hatred in the hatred. It is a kind of power that Han Fei has seen for the first time in the deep world.

　　 If most ghosts and monsters are good at manipulating negative emotions and despair, the power of spiders comes more from a confession of sin.

　　 The amulet that has been hung on the writer's window frame was opened by Han Fei, and the bloodshot of sin karma was intertwined in the night sky of split butterflies, and under the darkness of the night, a cobweb that could not be broken was intertwined.

　　 Normally, the butterfly is fully capable of avoiding the spider web, but now it has lost the ability to move, and the spider is scattered in front of it.

　　 Spider did not know how long he waited for this moment. He was like a predator hiding in the deepest part of the spider web, and did not show his fangs until the most critical moment.

An unclear bloodshot fell on the butterfly. The spider web of sin envelops the butterfly. It desperately **** the nightmare wings behind it, but no matter how strong the pain and despair on the wings are, it cannot break the thin ones." Spider silk".

　　The death curse can bring despair, and can use all negative emotions to strengthen oneself, but it can't help the repentance and redemption of sin karma.

Every spider silk of 　　 spider is forged by his consciousness, tempered in his spiritual world, it is his longing that connects reality and illusion, and it is also his understanding of his own killing and humanity.

　　 In the past ten years or so, the deep world has given spiders a place to think. His eyes see the middle of life and death. Spiders today are far more terrifying than spiders in reality.

"The biggest mistake I've made before is that I didn't kill you in reality." The more the butterfly struggles, the more blood-red spider silk gathers on its body. The pair of wings seems to have taken away all the colors of the deep world. Fanning, finally the butterfly stirred his own night.

　　 A black butterfly emerged from the night, attacking all the residents in the building indiscriminately.

　　 Some resentment was caught off guard, and the black butterflies pierced their souls directly. After the black butterflies ate their resentment, they flew back to the body of the butterfly with the death curse on them.

Butterfly is the manager of the dead building, but it is completely different from Han Fei. It treats all the lone souls and wild ghosts in the dead building as its own food and tools. If necessary, it can kill them all in exchange for their own survival. opportunity.

　　 In comparison, Han Fei used himself as a bait to save the people in the happiness community, and he used his thirteenth-level body to divert the unspeakable singing.

　　 are also managers, but people are really different from people.

　　 "You have no chance to kill me anymore." The blood shining on the spider's body, he shook the blood-colored spider silk with a finger, and the eight shadows following him seemed to have received some instructions and began to swell rapidly.

　　 Each of them had a **** butcher knife stuck in each of their hearts. At this time, they grabbed the butterfly's wings trapped by the spider web and tore them in eight different directions!

After the wings of the butterfly were caught by those shadows, the old ghost and Zhuang Wen, who were originally affected by Mengchen, were slowly regaining their sanity. Xiao Ba also took advantage of this excellent opportunity to hammer the butterfly frantically.

　　 The extremely splendid wings became shattered, and the situation seemed to be biased towards the spider, but the spider didn't care about it at all, his eyes fell on Han Fei.

　　 Even in such an unfavorable situation, the butterfly still did not give up Han Fei, but also wanted to perform the soul-calling ritual, which shows that it has not reached the point of exhaustion.

　　 Butterfly's charming and handsome face is already full of corpses, there is no longer a trace of peace on its face, and its eyes are full of chill.

"You will regret it, everything is just a nightmare, but you don't even have a chance to beat me in a nightmare." Butterfly's words seemed to imply a certain deep meaning. After it was said, the empty chest was directly Several blood vessels stretched out.

　　 Those blood vessels echoed with the shrine under Han Fei's feet, connecting to the broken heart.

　　 Butterfly couldn't use blood vessels to remove Da Nie from its heart, it directly stuffed the heart and Da Nie into its chest.

　　 The shrine that has gone through countless years shattered in the giant cocoon, and the hope of the butterfly breaking through hatred has disappeared. With the help of that heart, it madly swallows all the death curses in the death building.

Every household's ghosts are drawn into its dark night. The wedding-dressed woman who has been hiding in the corner, the female anchor who has been blocked outside Building No. 4, the lunatic in Building No. 1, the old lady on the top floor, and even Zhuang Ren's big house in Room 4144. The daughter was also bound by the death curse. If she hadn't been holding a mutilated idol in her hand, she might have been crushed directly.

　　 Butterflies crazily swallowed everything in the dead building. Residential buildings collapsed on top of each other. Everyone wailed in despair, but the paper people made by the butterfly beat gongs and drums, letting mourning ring through the dead building.

　　 "You will die in my nightmare, and I will become your new nightmare, resurrecting on your corpses!"

　　 Butterflies withstood everyone's attacks and used blood vessels to top the old lady's neck before the wings were torn apart.

　　 Among all the residents in the dead building, only this old lady did not resist the butterfly in her heart.

　　 "Grandma, there are more than 30 people in our family. They all regard me as a joke and a monster. Only you have said a word for me."

　　 The old lady could not breathe, her neck was deformed, and her eyes filled with impurities were filled with muddy tears.

"But I know that you have never loved me, you don't even know my name." The blood vessels are getting harder and harder, and the old man is directly pulled to its heart: "This sentence changed your ten-year longevity. , But now you should go to reunite with them."

　　 The remnant soul of the old lady was stuffed into the broken heart, and the heart burst open. Inside were the faces of more than 30 people in the butterfly family. They were crumpled and glued together, living in the broken heart.

　　 After the old man's soul returned, the broken heart began to beat, and blood vessels protruded from the butterfly's chest, like granulation from the wound healed.

The butterfly that had recalled most of the death curse in the death building grabbed the closet door behind him. It smiled coldly at everyone, and directly exploded the extremely ugly huge sarcoma underneath itself, then grabbed Han Fei's body and pushed it. Opened the door of the 4444 wardrobe.

　　 The broken wings flapped frantically. Before the butterfly entered the door, it brought Han Fei close to the broken heart, and new blood vessels burrowed into Han Fei's body.

　　 Butterfly wants to forcibly complete the soul-returning ritual, it has to occupy Han Fei's consciousness and body, and then leave through a nightmare.

　　 Maybe it was because of Dagui messing up. The blood vessels were very slow. With the time that Dagui was fighting for, Spider, Xiaoba, and the people from Xingfu Community rushed to the door of cabinet No. 4444.

　　 The spider web restricts the butterfly's movement, but it can't directly swallow Han Fei, completing the last step of returning to the soul.

　　 Both sides raced against the clock, the eight spider figures had torn the butterfly's wings, and the countless death curses also severely injured everyone in the death building.

　　 When Ji Fang had reached the final juncture, one hand picked up the death knife that had fallen into the night.

　　 Evil Soul, half of his face soaked in blood, picked up the knife on the ground.

　　 The old ghost's body has been completely destroyed by the death curse, his faces are blurred, his skin is like the bark of a century-old tree, and his long hair has completely turned white.

　　The black fire of hatred has disappeared, but the butterfly death curse in that hatred is still active.

　　 "Do children and grandchildren have to bear this brand and go on?"

　　 The old ghost stood up straight with his last strength, his old hand held the resurrection knife, and the souls on his back were shattered one by one, all of them got into the handle of the knife.

　　 quietly walking among the remains of the corpse, the old ghost clutching the bladeless knife.

　　 Every time he takes a step, a piece of his back will be broken, the huge soul body is shrinking a little bit, and the black fire of hatred that is about to extinguish is burning tenaciously.

　　When only the face of the evil spirit remained on his back, the taciturn old ghost said: "I can't use your knife. Now it's your turn to take over everything about this bloodline."

　　 "Will you meet again in the future?"

　　 "With continuous blood, we will always live on your back and support you."

　　 "I will relay this to your child, do you have anything else to say?"

"No." The old ghost's own face and the face of the evil soul on his back became blurred at the same time. After an extremely large and clear soul got into the life knife, all the faces on the old ghost's back disappeared, his own The face became like an evil spirit.

"Your eyes are a little moist, are you crying? Knowing that your family treats you so well, why did you run away from home in the first place? But because of this, you were fortunate enough to escape the scourge of the door." The evil spirit clenched the death knife. , The black fire of hatred in his heart began to burn, he gradually accelerated, and the expression on his face changed from calm to complete madness!

　　 sprinted with all strength, an old arm slowly appeared on the handle of the knife he was holding tightly, and then one hand and he grabbed the handle of the knife!

　　 The dazzling blade cut through the night of butterflies almost instantaneously, and the old ghost burned his soul body, in exchange for the power of hatred for the evil soul!

　　 This short moment of light illuminates everyone.

　　 The Evil Soul dragged the Resurrection Knife, and cut open the broken heart in the butterfly's chest with the blade made of human nature!

　　 "Your nightmare will be realized by my own hands!"

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