After Han Fei obtained Fu Sheng's last despair, he seemed to have a special connection with the entire hospital.
In his eyes, the hospital that rescues the wounded and pursues perfect cures has turned into a giant spider nest.
Countless ropes condensed from despair were wrapped around his body, and the spider threads of fate clung to his soul. No matter how far he ran, he could not escape the pain left to him by the plastic surgery hospital.
"The destiny has been determined long ago, and no one can escape the shackles of the life rope."
Fu Yi continued to swallow Fu Sheng's despair, spreading and splitting crazily in Han Fei's body.
Fu Yi, who used to only appear in the brain, now appears in all the internal organs of Han Fei, and Fu Yi's disgusting voice can even be heard in every drop of blood.
The changes inside the body have affected the outside. With the naked eye, ordinary people can see Han Fei's skin starting to swell.
"Go back to the first floor..." Han Fei turned to look at Zhang Xi and said with difficulty.
He is now unable to control his body normally. His limited will not only has to endure Fu Sheng's despair, but also has to fight against Fu Yi.
Zhang Xi had already seen Han Fei's pain. She used her ability to control Han Fei to move downstairs...
The elevator in Building 7 was no longer usable, and the black fire burned the negative emotions accumulated in the building for many years. The countless screams turned into a woman's laughter, and everyone standing in Building 7 seemed to be able to hear her curse.
, as if he would die if he touched her.
The entire hospital has fallen into chaos, and in Han Fei's view, everything has just begun.
The ghosts who came out of the underground also entered Building 7, but they were trapped by the black fire and could not get close to Han Fei for the time being.
The group of people successfully returned to the corridor in front of the emergency room. Only Han Fei, who was recognized by the shrine, could walk the rest of the way.
"Can you do it?" Dr. Zhang Xi and Dr. Yan grabbed Han Fei's shoulders. Both doctors had seen a lot of patients and were rich in experience. At this time, they both found a strong trace of pain on Han Fei's face.
I had no intention of dying, so I was very worried inside.
"Use your talent to give me a ride. As long as you can open the shrine, there will be a turning point."
Maybe it was Fu Yi's divine ability that worked again, and Zhang Xi's talent helped Han Fei a lot.
He didn't need to be distracted to control his flesh and blood, let Zhang Xi stand outside the corridor, control him, and send him to the emergency room.
Moving forward step by step, when Han Fei entered the long corridor of life and death, divine patterns and prayers appeared under his footsteps.
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An elegy containing reluctance was played, and strange names began to appear one after another on the walls and floors of the hospital. Together, they paved a path forward.
The hospital wall in front of me became more and more like the inner wall of a shrine. The sound of rattling chains reached my ears, and something seemed to be struggling and calling for Han Fei in the emergency room.
"Sorry, I can only send you there." Zhang Xi's energy reached its limit. She looked much older, her eyes were filled with wrinkles, her lips were cracked, and black blood flowed out.
She used her natural ability to send Han Fei behind the door of the emergency room. After arriving there, the flesh-and-blood connection between her and Han Fei had become very weak.
Although the two sides can see each other, they seem to be separated by an invisible abyss of despair.
It took more than ten seconds for Han Fei to stand firm at the door of the emergency room.
After coming here for the second time and enduring Fu Sheng's complete despair, he realized just how painful Fu Sheng was back then.
"die!"
"Why are you meddling in other people's business! Everything has been settled, yet you want to give him non-existent hope!"
"You never really loved him! I saw your selfish soul! You were just using him!"
"Stop resisting! Give me my body!"
The Fu Yi in Han Fei's mind has spread to his whole body, creating a vicious circle. It is getting stronger and stronger, while Han Fei is getting weaker and weaker.
I am slowly losing control of my body. Every organ in my body seems to be stinging, my whole body is swollen and painful, and it seems like it will explode at any time.
There was something bulging under the skin, and Han Fei tremblingly forced himself to raise his hands.
He grabbed the emergency room door, gritted his teeth, and tried with all his strength to push the door open.
At the same time, all the despair from Fu Sheng gathered together in Han Fei's mind, forming a picture entirely composed of despair.
Young Fu Sheng stood alone at the door of the emergency room, carrying a schoolbag with his mother's photo on his back.
The pale light above his head reflected his immature face, and he waited at a loss until the doctor's shouts and hurried footsteps came from the emergency room.
He didn't understand anything, but suddenly felt severe heartache, and he thrust forward with both hands!
When despair gathered together, Han Fei also used his last strength to push forward.
The despair in his mind and Han Fei in the corridor opened the door of the emergency room.
The young Fu Sheng saw his deceased mother lying on the hospital bed, as if she was asleep.
As a father, Han Fei entered the emergency room and saw the shrine located in the center of the emergency room.
All the chains and divine patterns converged on the focus of Fu Sheng and Han Fei's eyes. Where all the scenes of despair and the memory world combined, there stood a faceless statue of a god.
"it is mine!"
All Fu Yi's hidden power burst out, overwhelming Han Fei's sanity almost instantly. The pain was like a flood that burst a dam and directly hit Han Fei's soul.
The blood vessels under his skin began to burst, and a large number of blood spots appeared on the surface of his body. His whole body seemed like a toy that had been crushed little by little, and his bones and flesh were gradually becoming deformed.
Han Fei was very close to the faceless statue, but a few meters seemed like a distance he could never cross.
Han Fei in the emergency room was standing at the door, and Fu Sheng in the picture of despair in his mind was also standing by the door. He looked at his skinny mother on the hospital bed. In these short few steps, life and death were separated.
Fu Sheng in the picture of despair and Han Fei in the emergency room tried their best to move forward, but they only took one step before they fell to their knees.
My body seemed to have lost all strength, and the pain accumulated in my chest almost exploded in my chest.
The young Fu Sheng did not stand up again. The boundless despair crushed him. He stared blankly at his mother who could not wake up.
Han Fei, who was shocked by Fu Yihe's despair, was rapidly getting sick all over his body, and he fell in front of the statue.
But unlike Fu Sheng, Han Fei still didn't give up until this moment.
He pressed five fingers on the ground to support his upper body. No matter how painful it was, no matter how miserable the outcome was, Han Fei didn't want to lose to Fu Sheng, and he didn't want to hand over his body to that beast again.
"Is it time to say goodbye?"
Han Fei is really not ready yet, but he still wants to stay in this world for a while, watch Fu Sheng and Fu Tian grow up, and bring more happiness to Fu Yi.
He is an orphan, so he doesn't want his children to become like him!
The blood-stained cell phone fell to the ground, and Han Fei seemed to have figured out what he should do.
In this world, many times we think that farewell is to hug each other well, cherish each other, and use enough time to leave enough memories.
But in fact, the farewell to this world is very hasty, it may just be a turn around, and you will never see it again after you come back.
With his diseased fingers, he skillfully found his home phone number, and Han Fei pressed the dial button.
The phone only rang once and was answered by the other party. My wife's voice came from the other side of the phone: "When will you get home? I have prepared food for you. You just need to heat it up before you can eat it."
Black blood was leaking from Han Fei's mouth and nose. He could not say any more words. He opened his lips several times before finally saying: "Be careful Du Shu, don't let Mr. Fu get close to the plastic surgery hospital."
There was no sentiment of separation between life and death. After finishing his instructions, Han Fei hung up the phone.
He knew he had reached his limit and was ready to lose everything.
Now Han Fei had to do the last thing. He stirred up the memories in his mind and pieced together all the blood-red memory scenes.
As his mind was dyed red, crazy laughter came from the depths of his mind.
"I said that I will kill you no matter what, even if we die together." Han Fei stared at Fu Yi, whose thoughts were still spreading in his mind, and he showed a cruel smile: "From the moment I become you, you will never kill you again."
I am not qualified to return to this body!"
The memory chains were tightened one by one, the blood-red mind stirred up big waves, and the entire ocean seemed to be rising!
Without the obstruction of good and evil souls, the bloody orphanage buried deep in Han Fei's mind slowly emerged.
Han Fei's eyes were instantly occupied by murderous intent. He let go of all restrictions in his mind and no longer endured Fu Sheng's despair. Instead, he actively began to absorb Fu Sheng's despair into his mind.
The despair associated with the shrine of the entire hospital was poured into the blood-red orphanage. The bell rang for a long time in the dilapidated blood-red building. The blood solidified by time began to melt, and the figures trapped in the orphanage let out hysterics.
With wild laughter, he seemed to be slowly leaving the Scarlet Orphanage.
The corners of Han Fei's mouth slowly raised, and then he revealed an exaggerated smile. He became like the figure in the Bloody Orphanage.
The emotion in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the purest madness.
Han Fei entered the memory world and assumed Fu Yi's identity. What he owned was Fu Yi's body. It was very difficult to compete with Fu Yi in the memory world for the body that originally belonged to him.
Reaching into his pocket, Han Fei, with a frantic look on his face, took out the bloody paper figurine.
He looked at the beautiful face of the paper man, looked at the curse dripping from the paper man, and then he stuffed the bloody paper man into his mouth.
Bite and swallow!
He swallowed all the blood and curses on the paper man's body, and let the pieces of the paper man's body spread all over his sick body.
Fu Yi, who was spreading like crazy, was still fighting for control of his body. The ferocious-looking Han Fei didn't care about Fu Yi at all. He controlled the fragments of the bloody paper man, forcing the cursed object to support himself.
The faceless statue was right in front of him. When Fu Yi saw Han Fei stand up again, he spread even more desperately.
But at this time, Kuangxiao did not move towards the statue. He seemed to know that the bloody paper man could not support him very far.
Laughing wildly with astonishing judgment on everything, he took a step back and reached out to touch Da Ni's body on the wall.
There was surprise in those red eyes. Han Fei's first-level shrine ability, Soul Mist, was triggered. As his life went crazy, the mist from his soul merged into the walls of the hospital.
The dirges and prayers in the mist weakened, and the wild laughter seemed to catch something!
The ghost pattern on Han Fei's back slowly lit up, and the ugly and terrifying giant cat ghost huddled deep in the ghost pattern, shouting in a low voice, with fear in his eyes.
The target of the manic laughter is not Nine Lives. This madman is pulling the great evil imprisoned by the shrine. He wants to stuff the great evil into the ghost pattern!
Almost the moment Da Nie and Ghost Pattern came into contact, the skin on Han Fei's back exploded, and Fu Yi, who was spreading like crazy, was also frightened to pause.
Then an even more terrifying scene appeared. The ghost lines seemed to have been injected with the most vicious poison in the world, and they all turned into bright black lines, and then directly tightened Han Fei's flesh and blood.
The divine patterns and chains in the entire emergency room began to shake, and Da Nie's huge body was being pulled bit by bit into Han Fei's ghost patterns!
It seemed that he felt Han Fei's aura, and the feeling of being infinitely close to death made him crazy.
It struggled desperately and moved towards where Han Fei was.
As the chains broke, half of Da Nie's body was forced into the ghost pattern by laughter!
At this time, Han Fei has become a bloody man. Laughing wildly will not leave Fu Yi with a complete body. He wants to reshape this body.
Da Ni approached Han Fei happily, but when it really got close to Han Fei, it suddenly noticed something.
The evildoer, who feared neither heaven nor earth, even dared to steal the tributes from the shrine, and even tried to escape for the first time.
It was very sure that the man laughing wildly in front of it was not its master!
Da Nie wanted to escape, but it was too late. Its body was forced into the ghost pattern by laughter.
The ghost pattern that Ying Yue drew for Han Fei can only withstand medium-sized resentment at most. The current evil has exceeded this critical value. If this continues, the evil may be injured and Han Fei may even die.
The creepy soul poison flows on Han Fei's body. After the original ghost lines spread out, the soul poison will cast new black ghost lines on Han Fei.
The ghost marks mixed with Han Fei's flesh and blood and the evil spirit poison were so terrifying that even Han Fei himself couldn't bear it.
Fu Yi in Han Fei's mind was also frightened. He just wanted to take over his body, but that madman wanted everything in his body to be destroyed.
A good body, but now the flesh and blood are filled with cursed paper figurine fragments, and there is more soul poison flowing in the veins than blood!
Fu Yi is no longer able to fight for the body. Even if he seizes control of the entire body, what will happen to the piles of scraps of paper left in the body? How to deal with the soul poison?
The idea of laughing wildly is also extremely simple. I really can't take back control of my body, but I can stuff other things into my body so that you can't control this body either.
The diseased flesh and blood was washed away by the soul poison again. Han Fei's soul was deformed in pain, but there was a maniacal laugh on his face.
After spending a full three minutes, Maniac Laughter finally completely stuffed Da Nie into the ghost pattern.
At this time, Han Fei's body was already bloody and bloody, with only the dark and dangerous ghost marks remaining on his body.
Da Nie is extremely loyal to Han Fei. It likes Han Fei who is full of death energy, but it doesn't want Han Fei to really die.
When it entered the ghost pattern, it tried its best to shrink itself. In order to prevent its owner from being killed, it was a pet that was heartbroken.
Finally, with the cooperation of Kuangxiao and Daxie, the new black ghost pattern was finally stabilized.
No one could have imagined that Han Fei would still have a heartbeat after being forcibly branded with ghost patterns. This can be said to be a miracle in the world of shrine memory.
This chapter has been completed!