My Iyashikei Game

Resentment and pain seemed to penetrate the chains of flesh and blood, trapping the monster's soul, leaving only hatred in its eyes.

The words of hate on the arm were bleeding, and the twisted hatred seemed to be burning in the blood vessels. As the bones were spliced ​​and reorganized bit by bit, the monster raised its head and looked at Han Fei.

The skeleton made a crisp sound, its arm raised, and it appeared in front of Han Fei the next moment.

The bleeding face of Qiqiao was in front of him, and the tip of his nose almost touched each other. Han Fei didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast.

He wanted to persuade Zhang Guanxing behind him, wanted Zhang Guanxing to calm down, and wanted Zhang Guanxing to overcome the hatred in his heart and maintain his humanity.

The monster also seemed to be aware of Han Fei's thoughts. It no longer used that cat-and-mouse attitude, but really wanted to kill Han Fei.

Han Fei felt the killing intent from its body, the body was like falling into an ice cave, and every nerve was stimulated to tremble!

Fear and death were close at hand, Han Fei's Adam's apple trembled, and the only reason left in his brain was quickly calculating the opponent's strength and mission time.

Zhang Guanxing is not complete, the part that retains humanity is behind Han Fei, and the part that retains hatred and pain is standing in front of Han Fei.

But just to keep the part of the hatred, the strength is already equivalent to ordinary resentment. Han Fei wants to stop the other party. Apart from using the blood-colored paper figurine, he can't think of any other way for the time being.

Looking at the grimace in front of him, Han Fei saw the unresolved hatred in the other's bleeding eyes.

There was nothing in those eyes that belonged to a human being, and what stood in front of him was just an evil ghost, a ghost who had abandoned all human nature.

The pungent stench poured into the nasal cavity, the cracked skull made a sound, and black blood splashed down the bridge of the nose.

Just when the blood splashed on Han Fei's body, the monster's arm suddenly lifted, the bones shattered, and it smashed at Han Fei's head!

Without closing his eyes because of fear, Han Fei kept the mission requirements in mind, and protected his head with his hands in the most standard fighting and defensive posture.

Touch the secrets of the soul!

click!

The moment Han Fei's forearm touched the opponent, the sound of bones breaking sounded, Han Fei was directly smashed back two steps, and his back hit Zhang Guanxing's body.

The left arm drooped softly, and large black patches appeared on the skin.

The severe pain came, and Han Fei didn't have time to check the condition of his arms. The monster's hands were wrapped around his body like ropes!

Black blood and foul-smelling flesh and blood flowed on the surface of Han Fei's skin, rushed towards Han Fei's neck, turned into a hand full of resentment, and choked his neck tightly.

The monster's body can be twisted and deformed at will, and it can also be transformed into flesh and blood.

The most important thing is that the places where Han Fei was crawled by the black blood turned light black, and the yin entered his body. Zhang Guanxing's hatred during his lifetime was constantly affecting Han Fei.

There was severe pain all over the body, and Han Fei was almost suffocated when his neck was pinched.

The difference in strength is one level. As long as it is touched, it will be injured, and the opponent's body can be deformed and twisted at will. This is simply a one-sided crushing, and even fighting back is an extravagant hope.

The spine made a light sound, and his neck was about to be broken. When Han Fei opened the inventory and was about to take out the last card figurine, a scream suddenly came from behind him!

The blood that was dug on the arm was dripping, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a hate word.

Zhang Guanxing, who was guarded by Han Fei behind him, dug his five fingers into his flesh, and his eyes had turned a cloudy red!

Pain, despair, and boundless hatred were squeezing the sanity in his eyes.

The humanity that he finally recovered seems to be about to be swallowed up, his facial features are constantly distorted, and his eyes are fixed on the other self in the bedroom.

The original tattoo was replaced by a bloody wound. The monster saw the changes in Zhang Guanxing's body. It threw Han Fei aside and went straight to Zhang Guanxing.

Zhang Guanxing, with blood-red eyes, looked at himself with broken bones and scars all over his face, as if he was looking into a mirror with death written on it.

He saw his doomed ending, and the forgotten memories came back like a tide. He reached out and grabbed the monster and grabbed "self"'s back.

Not a single bone was intact. He remembered that his back was the first to land on the hard concrete floor. At that time, he even desperately turned his head to look upstairs.

With the loud "bang", when his body touched the ground, he could clearly see the face on the roof.

Hatred erupted at this moment, as he did when he fell from the building, turned around and pressed his back against the monster's back.

It was the back that first touched death, and now it's just another way to restore the original nightmare.

The monster's head, which was rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, gave a piercing grin, and it moved forward on behalf of all hatred and despair.

The backs were pressed together, and the monster's flesh and blood began to merge with Zhang Guanxing.

The light in Zhang Guanxing's eyes grew dim, and no matter how much Han Fei shouted, there was no response.

"No one trusted you before, but now I'm willing to believe you! I've always given my back to you! Even when I thought I was about to die, I didn't waver." Han Fei saw the mission According to him, he knew that Zhang Guanxing had also trusted his back to someone he trusted, so he made the same choice.

Han Fei wanted to maintain Zhang Guanxing's humanity in this way, but he far underestimated that hatred.

Do not

Language can be shaken, and it cannot be washed away with care and help. That kind of resentment becomes stronger as the monster and Zhang Guanxing merge.

"It must be stopped! After the fusion is completed, the Zhang Guanxing I knew may disappear completely."

Han Fei supported his body with his right hand, not only for the task, but also for the poor child in front of him.

There was a needle-like pain on the surface of the blackened skin, and the monster's flesh and blood remained in the black spot, tormenting Han Fei all the time.

The stinging pain entered his heart, and Han Fei remained surprisingly calm. He looked at his body carefully, and suddenly found that the skin wrapped by the ghost pattern was not injured.

He tried to activate the ghost pattern, and there was a miserable cry from the shallow ghost pattern, and the pain eased slightly after a touch of yin qi wrapped around his body.

"Not enough, not enough."

Reaching out to the dark corner, Han Fei pressed Xu Qinyang's shadow on the ghost pattern: "You don't know how to fight, why don't you lend me that power."

Hei Ying seemed to understand what Han Fei meant, and it also knew that Han Fei was dead, and it was difficult for him to live alone.

The meandering giant python climbed out of the shadows and dived into the ghost pattern with a terrifying yin qi.

Biting coldness poured into his body, and only the sound of his own heartbeat remained in Han Fei's world.

The sound of bang bang was like a drum beat, he tore off his shirt, and a ferocious black python was swimming on his body!