When Han Fei opened the door of the emergency room, all the lights in the building went out.

It was pitch black all around, and countless prayers and prayers came from the depths of the walls.

The divine pattern circulated, and the farewell between life and death was engraved in the corridor, and even time could not wash away the cries.

The despair escaping from Han Fei's body slowly merged with the whole building, and he looked up at the emergency room.

Names emerged on the white walls, and thoughts turned into tiny chains, one end remained in the world, and the other end fell into nothingness.

Among the memorials all over the wall, Han Fei also saw a hideous and terrifying shadow.

The re-alienated catastrophe is like a totem drawn by the ancestors, carved in the building, its body is penetrated by chains, unable to leave the hospital walls, and has no way to easily enter this memory world.

"Big evil?"

Han Fei opened his mouth softly, and the huge figure in the wall seemed to hear the master's call. It tried its best to set off a wave of disaster, and its chains were tightened.

The great evil who could easily destroy the shrine "hit a wall" in the shrine left by Fu Sheng.

Han Fei tried to move forward, but the hopelessness in his mind was not enough to support him to move forward. The chains of longing and the prayers of the soul were repelling him. .

"It seems that he still has to find all seven of his despairs."

Unable to force his way in, Han Fei retreated decisively.

When he was about to leave the corridor, Fu Yi's roar came from his brain.

It seemed as if an iron ball had been stuffed into his cranial cavity, and he almost lost control and fell down.

When the pain came, Han Fei could feel that Fu Yi was spreading towards his whole body. He slashed at himself with the Rebirth Knife, but he couldn't completely kill Fu Yi every time.

As time passed, Fu Yi seemed to know that the Rebirth Knife would not really kill Han Fei, and he became more unscrupulous.

"Fu Sheng's despair seems to be strengthening Fu Yi, or the former Fu Yi is Fu Sheng's greatest despair."

Han Fei was shaking, and Dr. Yan who was next to him quickly helped him after seeing it: "Can't you touch the shrine too? I think you are only a little away from the core of the shrine."

"I still need more despair. You all cooperate with me to destroy those departments in Building No. 7." Han Fei wanted to put all the despair left by Fu Sheng in the hospital into his body, and clean up the past for the child. The pain, so that he can have a new start.

Since he chose to help Fu Sheng, this is what he has to bear.

"I now understand that if I had chosen to destroy Fu Sheng, then I would have become like Fu Yi in my mind. Put all the despair on Fu Sheng, I can live, but I will also be with Fu Sheng Fu Yi merges, becomes dirty, and becomes the new Fu Yi."

The accident in Building No. 7 has attracted the attention of the hospital. Building No. 2, which was originally dark, has returned to normal. More and more things are crawling out of Building No. 2 and heading towards Building No. 7.

"Quick! We don't have much time!"

Kicking open the door of the hair transplantation center, the mass of black hair stretched lazily like a pool of stinking stagnant water.

"My abilities are of no use to it, and I can't help you." Zhang Xi didn't approach the hair transplant center: "It seems that the doctors in this department have never come out, and no one knows what's inside."

"Why don't you go to other departments first?" Ah Chong was also a little scared, because human beings themselves have fear of the unknown.

"Maybe we can use fire." Dr. Yan glanced at Qiangwei's burnt face: "How about we use fire to ignite the human oil flowing out of the liposuction center and directly burn the liposuction center and this pile of hair? "

"Fat extracted during surgery contains a lot of water and is difficult to ignite."

"Normal fire will definitely not work, but the black fire of hatred should be fine." Dr. Yan cut open his chest and hid a very weak flame in his body: "Zhuang Wen hid a flame of hatred in my body." in the body."

"Where is Zhuang Wen now?" Han Fei knew that Zhuang Wen had entered the shrine world with them, but he hadn't seen Zhuang Wen until now.

"I don't know either. She probably left this flame because she doesn't trust me. If I do something bad, I may be burned to death by this flame immediately." Dr. Yan smiled wryly: "I really don't think so. Understand, why would such a bloodthirsty hatred take care of you so much?"

"Let's go, let's try it now." Han Fei walked ahead with some difficulty. The pain in his head used to come and go, and it would stop soon. But ever since Han Fei approached the shrine and activated Fu Sheng's despair, the pain could no longer be restrained, and Fu Yi began to crazily spread towards Han Fei's whole body.

"Zhuang Wen? Hate?" Qiangwei memorized these words silently: "Is hate terrible?"

While he was whispering, Ah Chong also came over.

This perverted player looked at Han Fei with respect and admiration. When he passed by Qiangwei, he reminded Qiangwei: "Don't make any bad ideas, if you do something that is not conducive to unity , don't blame me for turning my face and denying people, I stand by Han Fei unconditionally."

"Your condition has gotten worse?" Qiangwei covered her disfigured face, and looked at Ah Chong with some surprise. He did not expect that Ah Chong, who has the weirdest personality and the most special ability among all the players, would, in just a few days, It turned out to be Han Fei's loyal minion: "What did he do to you?"

Ah Chong didn't answer, and trotted to Han Fei's side with Du Jing on his back. He still didn't dare to walk side by side with Han Fei, and always staggered half a body backward.

Qiangwei, who watched this scene, was full of question marks, and felt that Han Fei was unfathomable.

A few people came to the third floor, and the corridor had completely changed its appearance. Sticky fat with various impurities stuck to the floor and windows. The air seemed to be completely frozen, and the stink was getting thicker and thicker.

"Don't come here."

Dr. Yan walked to the door of the liposuction center alone, and pierced his cheek with his finger: "After leaving the world of the shrine, I may become the same again. Between the false beauty and the cruel truth, there are indeed many people get lost."

Sliding his finger down, Dr. Yan's face was covered with scars under the human skin, and he scratched the wound directly to his chest.

A lot of blood dripped on the black flame of hatred, Dr. Yan wrapped the flame with his own flesh and blood, and slowly took it out.

Bending down, Dr. Yan pushed open the door of the liposuction center.

A pungent stench hit the face, and several medical devices in the department were working non-stop.

Among those medical equipment, there was a mountain of meat that could barely see the human form. He waved his thick arms and stuffed the patients and nurses into the alienated giant mouth.

No one knew what became of those swallowed people. Everyone could only see the pipes on the medical equipment piercing Roshan's body, constantly extracting fat from under Roshan's skin.

Dr. Yan walked towards the medical equipment, and when he couldn't go any further, he carefully extended his black fire towards the mountain of meat.

The moment the black flame touched Roshan, the huge monster's body began to tremble, the originally weak flame suddenly jumped, and countless cries came from the depths of the grease.

The black fire of hatred seemed to have found the most perfect fuel, and in the blink of an eye, it began to burn on the monster's body!

Doctor Yan and the monster screamed at the same time, and the whole department seemed to collapse.

A lot of black smoke came out, and the black fire of hatred could directly burn the soul.

"Drag Dr. Yan out!" Han Fei shouted.

Zhang Xi used his ability to manipulate Dr. Yan's flesh and blood, and forcibly dragged him out of the department.

The black fire spread so fast that Dr. Yan didn't even think about it. He just wanted to try it at first.

The Roshan monster in the liposuction department let out an ear-splitting roar. It was covered in black flames and could not be extinguished at all.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger. It climbed up from the center of the department, tore off the pipes, knocked over all the medical equipment, and wanted to run outside.

At this time, it is like a huge black fireball, wherever it goes, the fire will burn there.

The human oil all over the ground was ignited, and the monster finally couldn't support its body and fell into the black fire.

What was originally a weak flame had turned into an out-of-control fire in just half a minute!

Among the black flames emitting hatred, the woman's unscrupulous and crazy laughter can still be faintly heard.

"Back! Leave this floor!"

The fire spread very quickly, directly burning through the liposuction center, and it is estimated that even this layer will not be spared.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully broken the despair of the Body Sculpting Liposuction Center, gained a lot of experience, obtained the fifth of his seven kinds of despair, and your physical strength has been slightly improved."

"The fifth of the seven kinds of despair: In order to leave, he swallowed the medicine prepared by the hospital and cooperated with the hospital's treatment. But he became more and more sleepy and unconscious. He knew that his illness would probably never recover Because his body is slowly developing problems, and it won't be long before he may really get sick."

After receiving the notification that the task was completed, Han Fei immediately took off Ah Chong's security coat, covered it with a lot of grease, and then plunged it into the black fire.

Hei Huo, who was inaccessible to others, seemed to be avoiding Han Fei on purpose and did not hurt him.

"Go! Go back to the first floor!"

Holding the burning black fire, Han Fei ran back to the first floor.

When they came to the first floor, many ghost figures could already be seen outside Building No. 7. Those ugly and dirty things, they are moving here fast.

There was only a small problem in Building No. 2, but now someone is going to set the whole building on fire in Building No. 7!

"There's no time." Han Fei opened the door of the hair transplant center and rushed in with the black fire.

Despair, pain, and all negative emotions are the best fuel for the black fire of hatred.

It didn't take long for a fire to break out in the hair transplant center.

The black hair kept surging, but not only could it not extinguish the black fire, the more it struggled, the faster the black fire burned.

Seeing that the fire was out of control, in the corner of the department, a dwarf in a white coat crawled out of his black hair.

His hands and feet are severely degenerated, and he can't even do the most basic walking, and now there is nothing he can do. If he doesn't run, he will be burned to death.

He struggled to climb towards the door, but his hair blocked the way, and he didn't escape until the black fire came.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully broken the despair of the hair transplant center, gained a lot of experience, obtained the sixth of his seven kinds of despair, and your brain power has been slightly improved."

"Six of the Seven Despairs: Giving up all struggles, he no longer resists, becomes numb, lies in layers of strange gazes, and buries his heart deep in the darkness."

"One last despair." Han Fei saw the ghost outside Building No. 7, and he knew he didn't have much time.

The black fire of hatred burned wildly in the building, and a woman's laughter echoed in the flames. No one knew Zhuang Wen's whereabouts, but when the black fire was burning, Han Fei felt that Zhuang Wen hadn't gone far. Just like Da Nie, he was imprisoned in the "shrine", and hiding a ray of hatred and black fire in Dr. Yan's body was already the limit.

"If this is the case, then I must find a way to open the door of the shrine and let them in!"

After tearing off the shirt, Han Fei lit it with black fire, then stumbled upstairs.

Six kinds of desperation affect Han Fei at all times, and Fu Sheng's previous encounters are like six barbed thorns, strangling his soul.

To make matters worse, after Fu Yi felt Fu Sheng's despair, he became stronger and stronger.

This beast will only be strong and fierce in front of his family.

Fu Sheng's despair made him feel his own existence. He became more and more jealous of everything Han Fei had, and hated Han Fei's change of fate.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier. Every time Han Fei endured more despair for Fu Sheng, he would become weaker and Fu Yi would become stronger.

During Fu Sheng's student days, Fu Yi was the source of all despair.

In the memory world, Han Fei was like locking all the desperate boxes. If he collapsed and gave up, the most desperate thing in this world would be released.

Now that the task of inheriting the shrine is here, Han Fei already understands everything.

If the ultimate enemy in Jingshen's memory world is the boss of the mall, then the deepest hidden enemy in Fu Sheng's memory world is Fu Yi, that is, Han Fei himself.

"I will die after paving the way for you, leaving you with a future that is not so hopeless."

Struggling to get to the seventh floor, Han Fei walked to the last department - injection beauty treatment center.

The name of the department is very common, and there is no strange place around, but Dr. Yan and Dr. Zhang Xi are both very nervous, as if they are facing a big enemy.

"It's the last room. Maybe it's dangerous here, but someone has to do the right thing." When Han Fei entered the hospital, he was alone, but now he has gathered a lot of strength around him.

Raising his hand to push the door open, there was only one doctor standing in the huge department.

Her whole body is wrapped tightly, UU reading www. uukanshu.com only showed a pair of beautiful eyes.

Sensing someone coming in, the doctor turned around, glanced at everyone, and put down the syringe in her hand.

There was no medicine in the huge syringe, only a pleading and crying face.

"Go together!"

When he had an advantage, Han Fei never talked nonsense.

He lit the cabinet of the department with black fire, and walked towards it holding the death knife. Zhang Xi stared at the female doctor and whispered silently, and the other's movements gradually became slow.

The most surprising thing was Dr. Yan. His already tall body swelled again, and the surface of his skin continued to crack, revealing the hideous scars that had been burned by the fire underneath.

"Since entering this hospital, I have killed many doctors and patients overtly and secretly. It is a pity that this skin on my body was stitched together by them."

Dr. Yan is essentially a large-scale resentment from the deep world, and he exposed his murderous nature as soon as he opened his mouth.

The female doctor in the center of the department didn't panic when she saw the three people coming at the same time. She slowly inserted the needle in her hand into her body.

The screams from the face in the syringe gradually became smaller. After the injection was completed, the female doctor casually put the syringe in the medical trash can, which contained a lot of used syringes.

Taking off the mask unhurriedly, the female doctor's face was perfect, she smiled and looked at Han Fei: "Fu Yi, you can't escape."

"Du Shu?" Han Fei stopped walking forward. The female doctor had a face almost like Du Shu's, but her temperament was different from Du Shu's, more like a defective product.

After hearing Han Fei's voice, the female doctor smiled and tore off her white coat, and there were Du Shu's faces on her body!

"You are our favorite toy, you will never, ever leave us!"