My Iyashikei Game Chapter 686: The source of the nightmare

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In the memory of the brain, no one has ever killed the dream, but this man with amnesia named Han Fei trapped the incarnation of the dream in his mind.

He admitted that when he first met Han Fei, he noticed that Han Fei was different from others, and he also had the desire to use him.

But now the situation is clearly beyond his control. It's like a fisherman who is always in the air force, and finally sees the fish bite the hook. He is full of joy and thinks he has caught a carp, but who knows that the river crawled out. A giant crocodile.

"What's up with this song?! Why does it arouse fear in the depths of my soul?" The middle-aged man covered his daughter's ears, but it was of no use, the voice came from a distance, and then directly on the It sounded in my mind, as if a whip full of thorns was beating the soul.

"It was the first time I listened to this song. It felt like a dead man was singing, and there was resentment in his voice." Han Fei quietly closed the door without disturbing anyone.

The front and rear doors of the community were blocked by the police and players respectively. Han Fei wanted to leave with the injured "Nao" and Yan Le, as well as the two children, which was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

Since there is no way to escape, you can only change your strategy. Anyway, there are so many rooms in the community, and the police and players will not be able to find Han Fei for a while.

"It's nothing to be afraid of. Since everyone knows this is a nightmare, as long as we stick to our hearts, there should be no problems."

"You underestimate Meng. He is a master at manipulating people's hearts. He will pinpoint the weaknesses of human nature. All those who are dragged into nightmares will be targeted until they commit suicide in the dream." The middle-aged man kept reminding Han Fei. , he always felt that Han Fei despised "dream" too much.

"But now we have no better way. I'm just a wanted criminal who has been wronged." Han Fei wiped the blood and tears from his cheeks.

"Wrongly wronged?" The middle-aged man didn't know whether Han Fei meant the paper figurine in his arms or another female wanted criminal guarding the door.

"This nightmare is also helping me recall the past. Fear is an asset, and facing it is a rare and precious experience."

"Leave your precious memories for yourself to experience slowly." The middle-aged man is always staring at Yan Le. Now Yan Le's situation is not optimistic. Stimulated by Han Fei's nightmare, the resentment of the many dead in Yan Le begins. Bewildered, her mother could no longer hold back.

When people die like a lamp goes out, their souls will slowly dissipate, but in order to revive Yan Le, her mother and Meng forcibly cut off the lives of ten people, and used the souls of those people to mend Yan Le's remnant soul. Sober up, but her fragile soul is covered with other people's faces, she is more monster than monster.

Time passed, and at 11:55 in the evening, Yan Le's thin body suddenly tensed, she raised her head and opened her mouth to the maximum, and let out a scream!

One eye opened in her throat, and the faces of strange girls scrambled to escape from her mouth.

One of the girls with a single ponytail had the strongest resentment. When she was stepping on other souls, and her upper body was about to run out, a pale arm grabbed her and dragged her back abruptly.

"Wang Jiaru?" The female student on the fifth floor covered her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief: "The girl with a single ponytail is the class girl in our class. She suddenly changed schools last semester, and later I heard that she committed suicide because of disfigurement. How could she be in Yan Le's belly!"

The female students saw different faces in Yan Le's mouth, some of which were Yan Le and her friends. Those girls had things that Yan Le envied, such as beauty, happy family, study performance, fitness, etc.

"Yan Le killed everyone? She is a murderer!" The female student fell to the ground, and she thought of the horrible experience that happened to her: "Everyone should live happily because of her. Her jealousy ruins everything, how can there be such a person in the world, she is more disgusting than a ghost!"

Yan Le, who kept stuffing her soul into her mouth, seemed to have heard the words of the female student. Her bloodshot eyes rolled over, a ray of black hatred slowly ignited, and her grim face turned to the female student. .

The hatred in the rag doll was caused by being abandoned, and the hatred in Yan Le was ignited by jealousy. She shook her body desperately and rushed towards the female student with her chair.

"Yan Le!"

The middle-aged man hugged Yan Le from behind: "Don't continue to make mistakes!"

Father's voice sounded in her ears, Yan Le on the ground suddenly stopped struggling, her neck twisted a little, and her whole face looked at the middle-aged man from a strange angle.

The cracked lips opened slightly, and Yan Le's tone of speech changed completely: "You can only say this forever, are you worthy of being her father?"

Hearing Yan Le's words, the middle-aged man was stunned. He looked at Yan Le with **** eyes, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"In order to keep a secret, everything can be given up, including our daughter, right?"

"I..."

"You have your own perseverance, and I also have my own choices. My daughter is my everything and my entire world. If there is no her in this world, I will not love this world one bit." Yan Le's esophagus opened his mouth, and they repeated Yan Le's words, but the tone was definitely not Yan Le himself.

"After a person dies, it's not her who comes back." The middle-aged man looked into Yan Le's eyes, his heart was twisted like a knife, his love for his daughter was no less than his wife, but he rarely expressed: "Dream Sow the seeds of resurrection in the whole city, if you help him, you may bring the whole city to be buried with you."

"So what?" Yan Le laughed hoarsely, and all the bones in her body made a crisp sound: "So what!"

The rope that bound her tightened her flesh, her blood vessels bulged all over her body, and blood-colored patterns like butterfly wings appeared under her skin.

All the lines seem to be drawn in advance, squeeze out the skin little by little, want to overlap with the maze tattoo on Yan Le's stomach~IndoMTL.com~ That butterfly wants to imprint the maze tattoo on its own wings? "Han Fei has already seen through the dream's plan, he took out his company, carried the spreading nightmare, and squatted next to Yan Le.

"Madam, you should also want Yan Le to be happy, right? You should also want her to live like a human being, right?"

As the source of nightmares and the starting point of all terrifying illusions, as soon as Han Fei approached, Yan Le was extremely uncomfortable, her hair stood on end, and she turned her head to the side.

"Some people are alive, but they are like dead. Dream just wants to use you and your daughter, but I am different, as long as you are willing to tell me the past of the brain, I will protect Yan Le and make her like before So happy and smiling."

After speaking, Han Fei pulled the red rope, dragged Yan Le's chin with one hand, and put the company in Yan Le's mouth.

"Dream and I are mortal enemies. If he is resurrected, the whole city will suffer. If you really don't want to cooperate with me, then I can only kill your daughter right now and put a thousand different curses on it. Break into her soul, and she will never die."

The cold tone, the trembling singing, and the looming vision of a hundred ghosts. At this moment, Han Fei's face was deeply imprinted in Yan Le's mother's heart.