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Chapter 599

Everything you look at is blood red, and those ten rays of hatred divide all the beauty in the world. They are like fallen gods, sitting around the last dining table.

His body was pierced by chains, and Han Fei was lying on the base of the broken statue. Golden divine patterns and black ghost patterns were flowing through his flesh and blood at the same time. Through the wound on his chest, his hot beating heart could be vaguely seen.

Han Fei was completely unable to move. He listened to the elegy of the memory world, and the prayers of countless souls were poured into his body through the chains.

When all the prayers are integrated with his body, maybe he will become the new god of this shrine's memory world.

The roar of the chainsaw rang in her ears. The sharpest things in the world are extreme love and extreme hate. Love was the first to approach the dining table. She wanted to use the chainsaw in her hand to cut Han Fei into ten parts.

The high-speed rotating saw blade slashed at Han Fei with piercing hatred!

Love had been blinded by blood. She was laughing and crying crazily, as if she wanted to saw the memories Fu Yi had left for her to pieces!

Looking at the electric saw in front of him, Han Fei wanted to struggle, but he couldn't control his body at all. Now he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

His pupils were beating uneasily. Han Fei had already imagined the restricted scene. The game he made became a reality, and he got through the final ending.

"Maybe I can't get all his love, but at least I don't want to give the power to kill him to anyone." A sweet voice suddenly appeared, and even if Li Guoer turned into hatred, her expression was still cute and moving.

At the same time as the chainsaw fell, Li Guoer let go of the chains. Her whole body was wrapped in hatred, her face was full of sickness, and she was desperate for love...

This is actually her attitude towards love, impulsive, direct, thorough and desperate.

The two hatreds collided, and they both resorted to death. Building No. 7 began to collapse on a large scale, igniting all the hatred in everyone's hearts.

Du Shu had already discovered that Han Fei was praying to merge with the deceased and became the new source of the chain. She knew exactly what this meant, so she didn't hesitate, grabbing the chain and trying to drag Han Fei to her side.

Her perfect face has been cracked, revealing the true appearance of her soul. The face that she could only maintain by swallowing countless "medicines" has been torn off, and she is actually very ordinary.

After having perfection, being ordinary became unbearable pain. In order to maintain the perfection she once had, she was ready to swallow Han Feisheng!

There is no word sharing in Du Shu's dictionary. Fu Yi is just a toy that belongs exclusively to her.

Han Fei's already broken body was almost torn apart. Seeing him being pulled towards Du Shu, the skinny woman in red loosened her grip on the chain.

A hatred so strong that it made everyone tremble emerged from the woman's body. Fu Sheng's biological mother stared at Du Shu. The person she wanted to kill more than Fu Yi was Du Shu!

After seeing the true appearance of Du Shu's soul, Fu Sheng's biological mother let out a piercing scream. Carrying half her life's hatred, she reached out and stabbed Du Shu's heart.

Not far away, Teacher Liu also saw the opportunity and took out a blood-red knife from the bag he carried.

Her student swallowed the "medicine" from the hospital and became Du Shu's doll. The only way to save her student was to get rid of Du Shu.

Teacher Liu didn't want to have any contact with Fu Yi anymore. She took action for her students, at least that's what she convinced herself in her heart.

All the hatred was poured into the sharp knife, and Teacher Liu and Fu Sheng's mother attacked Du Shu at the same time.

"Are you worthy of standing with me?"

Being attacked from both sides, Du Shu loosened her chains. She merged with the flesh and blood of the entire hospital, absorbing the resentment in the hearts of all patients and doctors.

The originally flawless Du Shu grew ugly faces, and she herself became a monster with a stinking soul. This may be what she really looks like now.

Du Shu's hatred skyrocketed, but after she drained away the resentment accumulated in the hospital, Han Fei's speed of praying for fusion with all living beings obviously began to speed up!

After Kuangxiao and Fu Yi left one after another, Han Fei himself fell into despair, but now, a glimmer of hope rekindled in his beating heart.

If he can inherit the shrine completely, he will have a chance to end this endless cycle of darkness early.

"There is still a chance, there is still a chance!"

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Han Fei felt a stab of pain again, and the cold killing intent pierced his body like a knife.

Rolling his eyes, Han Fei looked in the direction of the murderous intention.

Fu Yi's mother stood on the edge of the abyss of despair, her hands covered with calluses and wounds grasping the chains.

Time has dried away her former beauty. She is obviously about the same age as Fu Yi, but she looks very old.

Living alone with a terminally ill child, living, seeking medical treatment, traveling to various cities, and suffering many grievances, all because of Fu Yi.

In many cases, only she herself knows how much hardship a mother has endured when raising her children alone.

The blood and tears in her eyes fell down her cheeks. She was always thinking about others.

She had believed Fu Yi's lies before, but she still believed Fu Yi for a while, until Fu Yi remarried, but his wife was not her.

After having a child, she vowed to make her daughter the happiest person in the world. She decided to give her daughter double love alone.

I worked hard, but then something unexpected happened.

When she saw the diagnosis results for the first time, the woman leaned against the door of the clinic, covered her mouth, and cried silently.

When she walked out of the clinic, she did not tell her daughter about her condition, but still looked at her daughter with eyes full of love and warmth.

In a family without a father, the mother is the strongest. She never cries in front of her daughter.

From the moment her daughter became ill, the mother began to hold back from crying. She wanted to accompany her child on the road destined to death.

My own daughter, watching her be born, watching her grow up, and finally watching her leave this not-so-perfect world.

The mother, who had never cried in front of her daughter, this time shed tears of hot blood from her eyes, and she walked towards Han Fei step by step.

She had been living for others, and the hatred and pain were deeply intertwined, and all the bitterness crushed her happiness.

Stretching out her hands, Fu Yi's mother released the chains and stretched her hands towards Han Fei's neck.

"Mom!" A young female voice sounded in the distance. Fu Yi, whose legs were severely deformed, lay on the ground, grabbing the scars on the flesh and blood, and moved forward little by little: "Don't kill daddy!"

Fu Yi's mother paused for a moment, her hands hovering in front of Han Fei, and the blood and tears sliding down her cheeks fell on Han Fei.

After a brief pause, she pressed her fingers on Han Fei's neck: "No one can forgive dad for mom, no one can."

"He's not Fu Yi!" A woman's voice suddenly sounded out amid all the hatred. The once gentle voice sounded hoarse at this moment.

Fu Yi's mother looked slightly sideways. Her wife alone grabbed all the chains that had been discarded by other hatreds. She wrapped those chains around her body, holding on with painstaking efforts, gritting her teeth to prevent Han Fei from falling into the abyss again!

Everyone either wanted to kill Han Fei, or wanted to get Han Fei, or they wanted to possess Han Fei's wish. Only the wife held on to all the chains. She never thought about getting it from Han Fei.

What.

The hatred condensed in Fu Yi's mother's heart fluctuated slightly, and she used no force on Han Fei's neck with her hands.

"Mom!" Fu Yi desperately wanted to get closer to her mother and father, but as soon as she touched the area enveloped by hatred, her weak body was forced back.

When Fu Yi's mother was hesitating, the faceless woman hiding behind Du Shu seemed to sense that an opportunity was coming. She rushed towards Han Fei as fast as possible. A big black hole opened in her face without facial features. She and Du Shu

Shu had the same idea and was ready to devour Han Fei and become the new owner of the shrine.

Seizing the shrine was also her original purpose of entering here. While the painter and Xiaobai Shoe left, she could monopolize the shrine!

The faceless woman moved very quickly, but unfortunately Zhuang Wen was always watching her.

Frankly speaking, when Zhuang Wen saw Jiu Dao Hate appearing in the hospital, she was in a state of not knowing what to do.

How can a living person be loved to death by nine hateful people at the same time?

This is no longer something that can be achieved through hard work alone, it can only be described as talent.

If it was a one-on-one match, Zhuang Wen felt that if she tried her best, she could only try to leave Han Fei's body intact, but fortunately the worst situation did not occur.

When the Faceless Woman wanted to devour Han Fei, Zhuang Wen pressed the Faceless Woman's head with her hands full of death curses. Black fire spread all over her body, and she kicked the Faceless Woman's upper body to pieces with extreme violence.

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Countless death curses penetrated the faceless woman's body. Zhuang Wen, who was born in a death building, possesses both the killing intent from her ten fingers and the death curse from butterflies. People or ghosts who are touched by her will most likely lose their souls.

The faceless woman also knew that this was her last chance. She no longer hid her strength and used her ability for the first time.

The face without facial features gradually became like Du Shu's. The aura of the faceless woman continued to grow stronger, and she and Zhuang Wen fought together.

The night sky was filled with bloody cracks, and the ground was filled with festering wounds. This alienated hospital was about to be penetrated by digital hatred.

At this time, only the youngest female netizen, the oldest Zhao Qian, and his wife were left holding onto the chain of hatred.

As one by one approached the dining table, the female netizens in yellow clothes also slowly began to walk forward.

Among all women, she is the youngest and most affected by emotions. She cannot hear the voices of the outside world at all and is gradually dominated by hatred.

She didn't know when she let go of the chains and looked at Han Fei, who was covered in bruises.

When she was kicked out of her home and had nowhere to go, it was Fu Yi who took her in.

When she fell into despair and was deeply hostile to everything, it was Fu Yi who melted her shell. But she never thought that the person she always thought she would meet after all her luck would eventually not hesitate.

to abandon oneself.

A girl who doesn't trust anything, her last trust is treated as rubbish that can be thrown away easily.

She was like a stray cat that no one wanted. Whenever a stranger approached, she would grin and be extremely fierce. After countless scratches and escapes, she finally found a warm home.

The owner of the house gave her the tenderness and love she had never experienced before, and made all the promises for her. When she was about to follow the owner into the small home, the owner suddenly turned around and slammed the door.

Abandoned again and again, the woman covered her dead heart and stood beside Han Fei.

"Can you give me my heart back?"

The hatred caused by the alienation in the world spread all over the girl's body. Her eyes were bloodshot and she had lost her mind. The reason why she didn't take action immediately was because the last things Han Fei had done flashed through her mind from time to time.

At the company gate, Han Fei cleaned up the poisonous coffee on the ground to prevent stray cats from curiously licking it. On that heavy rainy night, Han Fei carried her to the hospital when she was in a fever and coma.

No one had ever been with her before, and she had always gone to the hospital alone.

That night, when she was suffering from a high fever and was unconscious, she vaguely saw Han Fei busy at work.

These memories kept flashing through my mind and were quickly erased by hatred, but there was one scene that stayed in the wash of hatred.

The female netizen stood next to the hospital bed and opened the medical certificate given to Han Fei by the doctor. She was the only one who knew that Han Fei would not live long.

The hand that grabbed Han Fei's heart did not move downward. Hatred had already swallowed up her reason, but she was still unwilling to just take off Han Fei's heart.

Only Zhao Qian is standing in the distance now. She has not been near Han Fei since entering the emergency room.

Those beautiful eyes swept through all the hatred in the room, and finally fell on Han Fei.

Zhao Qian had already known Fu Yi when his ex-wife was still alive. She single-handedly promoted Fu Yi from an inconspicuous clerk to the company's chief game designer.

She always thought she was mature and rational, but she didn't know when everything began to tilt in the wrong direction.

"I know that you have contacted far more than ten women on your mobile phone. The ten people who came here are just the ten who were hurt the most and suffered the most by you."

"All my senses are telling me that death is the best ending for you. I should kill you so that no one else will be hurt, but..."

Zhao Qian's eyes were complicated and painful, and her eyes slowly moved from Han Fei to his wife.

After other hatreds threw away their chains, my wife grabbed almost all the chains. She was obviously possessed by hatred, but she was unwilling to let go.

"Actually, when I divided the game into files for you, I had a vague feeling that you were not him."

"How could Fu Yi, who only thinks about fame, fortune, and sex, be so patient that he doesn't have an affair with other women and play the most difficult version of Plants vs. Zombies right after work?"

"Do you know how boring it is for me to monitor your computer all the time?"

With tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, this mature and sexy woman looked at Fu Yi's wife: "I may lose to her again this time. After all, I don't have the courage to accompany you into the abyss like she does."

Loosening the chain in her hand, Zhao Qian walked towards Du Shu. Her eyes stained red with hatred looked at the woman who had turned into a monster: "Maybe killing her would be a better ending."

Hatred overwhelmed her reason, Zhao Qian stopped all the patients and doctors in the hospital who were running towards Du Shu, trying to cut off the connection between the hospital and Du Shu.

The nine hatreds loosened the chains, and the wife wrapped ten chains around her body alone, but she alone could not fight against the despair of the entire shrine world.

Not only was she unable to drag Han Fei out of the abyss of despair, but she was also slowly dragged into the abyss.

Han Fei himself is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to drag his wife into the abyss with him.

"Why don't you let go?" Han Fei's body was broken and he couldn't even say a word. All his words only made his lips tremble slightly.

"I haven't done anything for you at all! Don't risk everything just for this little bit of false happiness!"

No one could hear the voice in Han Fei's heart. He looked at his wife out of the corner of his eye. His wife, who was covered in chains, met his eyes. His wife, who was approaching the abyss step by step, reluctantly wanted to leave Han Fei alone.

smile.

A hateful smile?

Perhaps it was precisely because she had lost too many things and was driven to the deepest depths of despair that when everything changed, her wife wanted to hold on to that ray of beauty so much.

Even if she knew it was fake and that the beauty was only temporary, she was unwilling to let it go.

Han Fei couldn't even speak now. He couldn't stop himself and his wife from falling into the abyss.

The ten people were fighting each other with hatred, and the only ones who still hadn't made a final decision were Fu Yi's mother and the youngest female netizen. They were Han Fei's last hope.

His lips trembled, Han Fei's body collapsed completely, his blood was full of soul poison, his flesh was penetrated by countless chains, and all his abilities were unable to be used.

Calling up the attribute panel, Han Fei looked down desperately, and finally his eyes fell on the blank second profession.

At this point, there is no other way.

Glancing at the ten haters from the corner of his eye, Han Fei made his final choice.

His consciousness touched the blank second job, and the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

"Attention, player No. 0000! You have exceeded your limit for five consecutive pre-missions of the hidden career Guifu, and your compatibility with this profession has reached the upper limit of 100%! Do you want to change your second career to Guifu?"

"yes!"


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