My Healing Game

There are countless curses on the old ghost's nails, and it will feel terrifying just by looking at it.

At this time, the old ghost's fingertips pierced the boy's red shirt and grabbed the child's collar, just not touching his skin.

An extremely large and terrifying ghost clutching a child in pajamas with his fingertips, this absurd and strange scene makes people look unreal.

There was blood everywhere in the room, and the curse was like a wave hitting the walls, and the shattered walls concealed pieces of meat and stumps, but in this case, the most terrifying ghost voice in the room slowed down a bit.

The woman locked on the back of the old ghost looked at the boy in the bear pajamas. The strong mother cried directly. She unconsciously yelled at her child: "Where did you go! Me!" I've been looking for you!"

The scarred hands desperately pushed the chains on his body, the eyelids of the evil soul blinked, and the cursed chains on the old ghost's back were easily pushed away by an ordinary person.

The woman ran to her child, and she had never cried like this before death.

Nails pinched the child's collar, and the evil spirit placed it in front of the woman.

Finally saw her child, the woman opened her arms to hug him, but when the woman approached, the boy who had not reacted to the outside world suddenly raised his head. There was no human emotion in his eyes, small The palm of his hand stretched out from under the blood coat and directly pierced his mother's heart.

The arm finally stopped one foot away from the woman, and the old ghost grabbed the back of the child's neck, and he couldn't take a step forward.

"Your child is a soul chaser, and you are a wandering soul hunted by him. His first reaction when he sees you is definitely to kill you." The evil soul stared at the distance of a foot, his eyes flashed After a little doubt, he did grab the boy by the collar, but didn't use any force. Normally, the boy should stop an inch away from the woman.

But what the Evil Soul didn't expect was that the boy's hand stopped a foot away from the woman, and the soul chaser was actually resisting the instructions that the manager instilled in him.

Butterflies like to play with human nature. In its view, it is a "beautiful" thing to let people in love kill each other. Maybe it has expected to drive a little boy to collect the soul of his mother, but for various reasons, the boy is not completely Follow its requirements.

The child is unwilling to kill his mother, even if he becomes a soul chaser, when he is close to his mother, he will still stop stabbing his mother's hands.

The woman looked at the child close at hand, tears streaming down her face. The emotion she had suppressed for so long broke out at this moment, and all the words she had pressed in her heart were spoken to the child.

It's a pity that the child in bear pajamas has been unable to respond, and seems to be unable to understand what she is talking about.

When the woman kept shouting about her child, the evil spirit seemed to be communicating with the old ghost: "Didn’t you say that the soul chasers are all puppets made by managers? Didn’t you tell me that they don’t have any consciousness? Why does this child take the initiative? Stopped? How can a doll have emotions of its own?"

"The human soul is complicated? Old fellow, I am helping you. I hope you won't tell me the wrong things again. This will affect my judgment."

The evil gaze moved between the woman and the child in red. The evil spirit locked the woman and her child together on the back with a cursed chain: "Don’t cry! When the manager is killed, all the soul-seekers Will be restored."

The evil spirit looked at the woman and her child. There seemed to be something invisible between them, and that kind of thing was not possessed by the evil spirit. For the first time, he felt a sense of incompleteness, the kind of me in his heart. It was an incomplete idea, quietly popping up.

There was a trace of mania in the eyes immersed in killing intent, and the evil soul punched the gambling ghosts in room 4034 until the ground was full of cracks, and he did not leave.

Keep going up!

The crazy old ghost and the manic evil spirit came to the death building. Where he walked, all the wall coverings were dyed red, and the couplets and door hearts fell off.

"4044?"

There was a change in the corridor, the walls began to twist, paper money fell, the blood on the ground slowly flowed, and the evil spirit seemed to have arrived at the Huangquan Ferry.

Throwing aside the few people locked on their backs, the eyes of the evil spirits stared at a certain room.

On the blood-red door, a headless doorman walked out slowly, dragging a sharp decapitator.

The dull footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the severed heads rolled out from the heart of the door, and they shouted the same words in their **** mouths-no way!

The headless door-god stood among the heads of people, turning its body to face the old ghost.

"Is it the door **** you mentioned?" The Evil Soul didn't mean to give in at all. The corners of his mouth split open and he smiled extremely happily.

Hearing the laughter of the evil soul, the door **** lifted the decapitator and pressed it down an inch.

A human head next to him slowly changed, forming Han Fei's face, and then that face spoke: "I have already let you go once, don't know what it is."

Looking at the human head next to the door god, the evil spirit smiled sternly: "My face can't be changed by anyone who wants to change. If you use my face, then don't blame me for smashing your door."

Don't say politeness in the evil spirit's words, there was no softening tone. After the headless door **** heard it, the blade stood up, and the pale light reflected the evil spirit's face.

The corridor on the fourth floor changed again. The head of the man was distorted and turned into a look similar to Han Fei. They were chanting something, and bloodshots emerged from their bodies and poured into the door god. .

As the bloodshots gathered, the door **** suddenly raised his hand. Those bloodshots sketched out an evil soul doll in front of him, and then he lifted the knife to the bloodshot doll's forehead and cut it down!

"Boom!"

A large amount of Yin Qi exploded on the old ghost, and the walls of the entire fourth-floor corridor were sunken to both sides.

A large amount of blood mist appeared on the doll~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When the mist dissipated, the door **** stood still in place, and the old ghost's arms fell to the ground, and all the front parts of his arms were cut off.

The door god's decapitating knife killed the evil soul, and the old ghost took a knife for him at the critical moment.

The bright red blood slid down his forehead, dyeing half of the face of the Evil Soul, his eyes opened in the blood, allowing the blood to flow into his mouth, dyeing his lips red.

"Is the manager's watchdog so weak?"

The corners of the blood-filled mouth slowly split, and half of the blood-stained face of the evil soul stared at the door god. He said word by word: "Give me all the hate and let me use your blood."

The human face on the old ghost's back screamed, the hatred accumulated in his heart was released without reservation, and the dark black fire began to burn in the corridor.

The doors of the house were twisted and deformed, and the shadow of the evil soul was reflected in the old ghost's red eyes. His mouth opened, and the sound he made was exactly the same as that of the evil soul.

"Headless ghost, also worthy of being a god?"