After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The moment the other party's voice fell, Dong Gua just woke up like a dream, his legs trembled, he turned around and wanted to run.

But his body was too bulky, and he tripped over the messy things piled up under his feet after only two steps, and fell to the ground headlong.

The other thin and tall man had his legs softened from fright, and he fell to the ground, staring at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Ye Jia approached the other party unhurriedly.

"Don't! Don't!!" Dong Gua screamed in horror: "Brother ace! If you have something to say, speak up! I, I am also forced by livelihood!"

"Forced by livelihood?" Ye Jia stopped and tilted his head in doubt: "As far as I know, reselling cursed items in games is not something that people who are forced by livelihood can do?"

That's right, it's not the first time this guy has done something like this.

Dong Gua is a player.

In the game, he accidentally obtained a special ability that can defend against the curse of all items, so his mind began to go astray. He collected all kinds of things in the game that were attached to insidious cursed items, and then black-handed his teammates. After the opponent dies, he will take the opponent's points as his own, and sometimes he will resell the cursed items he has obtained to players with bad intentions, and use this to earn points and extra money.

Relying on this skill, Dong Gua has been going smoothly until he and Ye Jia performed the same instance.

At that time, the name ace had already become the object that many players were scrambling to chase, so Ye Jia bought an item with a hidden code name before entering the instance.

Before entering the dungeon, all players can see other players who are teamed up with them. The points of these players are arranged in descending order. Although the name of ace is not displayed on the leaderboard, according to his points Still at the top of the list.

In the game, as long as you kill a player, you can occupy all his points.

Therefore, Dong Gua just focused on Ye Jia.

He repeated the same trick, trying to use the cursed item to kill the opponent again, but he did not expect to kick the iron plate.

No one knows what ace did after he got him out. They only know that since that day, Dong Gua has washed his hands in a golden basin and never dared to resell any cursed items. Solve cursed items to earn extra cash.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look around the piles of things in the whole room, and chuckled lightly:

"After the game crashes, you are like a fish in water."

All the other ghosts and players ran out, only Dong Gua seized the business opportunity and began to resell things from the game to the real world.

Dong Gua's face was pale, and his obese face was filled with flattering smiles: "Brother, brother, I do the same, it's a helpless move, you know how difficult things are in the world now, I've been in the game for so many years , When I come outside, my ID card is gone, and my skills are useless, if I don’t rely on this, how can I make a living!”

Ye Jia's voice didn't fluctuate much:

"But why do I feel that you can make a lot of money?"

The little black hand stretched out from Ye Jia's shoulders, glanced in the direction of the table, and gasped:

"Fuck, really!"

It said angrily: "And earn more than you!"

Ye Jia: "..."

There is no need to be so worried.

He pressed the little black hand back expressionlessly, then raised his foot to step on Dong Gua's knee, exerting force mercilessly under his foot, and the opponent's kneecap made a teeth-stinging rubbing sound under his feet.

"Ahhh!!" Dong Gua screamed, "Please! I, I don't dare! I don't dare again!"

"I've confiscated all of your things." Ye Jia pointed to the circle of cursed objects around him, and then ground his foot on the same place again without changing his face: "And you go to the management bureau to surrender, listen Reached?"

Dong Gua's fat and swollen face trembled, and he wailed and nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Behind Ye Jia, suddenly there was a shrill and resentful scream: "No!!!!!!"

The thin and tall man didn't know when he got up, stared at the person in front of him with a pair of bloodshot eyeballs, held a huge mirror in his hand, and slammed it down on Ye Jia: "No People can stop me from making money!! Nobody!!”

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes suddenly.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, a huge sickle stretched out from his palm, and a white snowy light flashed in the dim room. In the next second, there was only a crash, and the sound of the mirror shattering sounded, and countless fragments were like stars. The fragments generally fell down with a clatter.

The tall, thin man stood there panting, his face slightly distorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his palms were still trembling slightly.

In the next second, the young man in front of him swayed.

"Hey, hey, hey..." The tall and thin man let out a nervous laugh.

"I was so proud just now, let's see who knows the end now?" His expression was a little crazy: "No one, no one can stop me from making money!"

The youth fell down among the star-like debris.

"No—" Dong Gua's pupils tightened, and he shouted in despair.

The thin and tall man recovered from the intense emotion just now. He turned his head, looked at Dong Gua suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong? Is this mirror important?"

The strange thing is that Dong Gua looked more flustered than when he was at a disadvantage before, his face was as pale and stiff as melted wax, his eyes were trembling and moving wildly, he stumbled up from the ground, saliva dripped from him The corners of his mouth splashed out: "Do you fucking know what you did!"

He rushed towards the door with the fastest speed, as if there was some kind of abyss and hell behind him.

The tall and thin man is still out of the situation: "What's wrong? This person has passed out, what are you afraid of..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the next word was stuck in his throat.

The temperature of the air around him dropped rapidly, and in an instant it changed from the sweltering heat of midsummer to the icy coldness of the twelfth lunar month of winter. An extremely terrifying spooky aura escaped from the body of the young man in front of him, and invaded his surroundings as if consciously , Evil and terrifying, like a ferocious beast released from a cage, unscrupulously showing its strength and terror to the surroundings.

Dong Gua had already rushed to the door, holding the doorknob and shaking it frantically, making a "bang bang bang bang" sound.

However, the doorknob didn't budge.

— so far it has been useless.

He leaned his back against the door panel, his face was like gold paper, his two legs trembled, he slid slowly on the ground, and muttered: "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..."

The tall and thin man stared in horror at the unconscious young man and the terrifying shadow gradually expanding behind him, and asked tremblingly:

"This, what is this..."

He looked at Dong Gua ignorantly, and said, "Yes, is that the mirror? What's in it?"

Dong Gua was awakened by his voice, Dong Gua raised his head, looked viciously at the tall and thin man not far away, the expression on his face became extremely terrifying under the influence of despair and fear: "Mirror? What a mirror! "

That is an ordinary mirror spirit, it can pull people into the wonderful dreams it creates, leaving people in a defenseless and weak state - when in the game, it can be regarded as a killer weapon for other ordinary players exist.

But not for aces.

Absolutely not.

In the entire room, there was only one monster.

That was the sleeping young man in front of them.

Dong Gua spit and yelled heart-piercingly: "Do you think I have never dealt with him! Do you think I have never tried to use those things against him!!"

It was because he had tried that he was so terrified.

——No one knows what happened that day, which made Dong Gua wash his hands from now on.

Even after rumors spread that ace had successfully cleared the level and left the game, he didn't dare to resume his old career.

In fact, it was because he knew so well what a terrifying monster was locked in this young man's seemingly thin body.

Everyone said that ace was ruthless, powerful, invincible, and there was no dungeon he couldn't conquer.

But only Dong Gua knows that what he is more unwilling to face than the consciousness when he is awake is the ace after losing consciousness.

It was a terrifying beast that hunted purely by instinct, with only a pure and violent desire for destruction, longing for blood, death, killing, and eating.

Dong Gua closed his eyes in despair.

Now he may really be planted here.

Suddenly, without warning, a strange aura invaded the space shrouded in horror and ghostly aura.

Just like Moses dividing the sea, a man's figure suddenly appeared in the narrow room and walked towards them.

"This...!" Dong Gua's eyes widened in shock, and a ray of hope burned in his eyes: "Save..."

However, before his voice came out, it was blocked deep in his throat.

The man in front of him didn't give him half of his attention at all. Those scarlet eyes fixedly stared at the young man who fell on the ground not far away, as if the whole world was occupied, and he couldn't devote any more energy. Pay attention to the world around you.

——However, the reason why Dong Gua lost his voice was not because of this.

Instead, he suddenly realized that when the man walked into the attack area of ​​ace, the originally cold, aggressive ghostly aura did not respond to the intruder in front of him, as if he had already been familiar with the existence of the person in front of him like.

What's even more frightening is that the breaths of the two people blended together strangely, and there seemed to be a terrifying sense of harmony.

Dong Gua suddenly broke out in a layer of cold sweat, and closed his mouth tightly.

He has been struggling for so long, and the reason why he was able to save his life in the game of the ghost boss Ruyun is all due to his precise vision.

——Only monsters can live in harmony with monsters.

Ji Xuan approached slowly, bent down, and gently embraced the unconscious Ye Jia into his arms.

The use of blood mirrors is limited.

In fact, the mirror image made with blood can only barely distinguish the figure of the opponent, at most it can only be enough for the blood gu fish to track the approximate position of the opponent, but it cannot show the complete appearance of the opponent. Can be used up to six times.

So for a week, he did nothing and waited patiently for their reunion today.

But when that day came, Shadow Ghost reported that it hadn't contacted the other party.

So, Ji Xuan used the blood mirror to check, but saw the moment the opponent fell down.

Since he could remember, no one except the person in front of him could make him feel such a strong feeling. His heart, which had been silent in his chest for a long time, seemed to be caught in a net of thin, sharp threads, tightening mercilessly until he was suffocated. A panic-like permeation spread to the fingertips.

At that moment, no matter what plan or plan it was, it was instantly put in second place.

Ji Xuan lowered his head, staring deeply at the young man sleeping in his arms.

——Until now, when he took the young man's body into his chest, he finally felt at ease again.

A faint sigh overflowed from his throat, and his scarlet eyes narrowed in satisfaction, as if he made himself complete again when he hugged the other person.

Ji Xuan traced the opponent's face with his eyes, and carefully rubbed the opponent's chin with his cold and pale fingers, outlining the delicate outline as if it were a treasure.

He'd wanted to do that since the first moment we met.

God knows how much willpower he used to restrain his impulse.

— Take your time, don't rush.

Ji Xuan looked at the young man in his arms, the suppressed emotion in his scarlet eyes was finally released without any concealment.

Deep and explicit, without reservation.

The purely evil desire was rolling and stirring in his eyes, like a dark fire, burning all the time, urging and tempting him to take more extreme actions.

It would be nice if this person could be eaten.

From bones to flesh and blood, chew and swallow them bit by bit, so that I no longer need to worry about the other party leaving me.

They will never be separated.

Ji Xuan took a deep breath, looked away with difficulty, and tried his best to suppress his dark and vicious desires.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at the remaining mirror fragments on the ground, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

...A mirror spirit?

·

Ye Jia stood in the bustling street, the people around him passed by in a hurry, only he stood still as if he was a mainstay.

He knows exactly where he is now.

The one locked in the mirror just now is probably the spirit of the mirror.

It can create illusions and show what a person wants most—whether it is power, reputation, beauty, or money and wealth, all can be obtained. It can make people indulge in their own desires and gradually forget their true self. In the past, until it is completely swallowed by this world.

If you want to leave, you must find Jing Ling's real body.

It will transform into the appearance of someone, it may be someone close to you, or it may be just a passerby, or even an animal.

Only by killing the mirror spirit can the illusion be broken.

Ye Jia looked at the endless stream of people in front of him, and was a little worried about where to start.

"... Ye Jia?" A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Ye Jia turned his head and saw Cheng Cezhi standing behind him, looking at him in surprise:

"Why don't you go home after get off work, what are you doing standing here?"

Ye Jia asked calmly: "Do you know where my home is?"

"Of course." Cheng Cezhi smiled heartily: "We happen to be in the same neighborhood, do you want me to give you a lift?"

Ye Jia pondered for two seconds and agreed.

Although the mirror spirit could be any creature, according to his experience, this cunning monster likes to pretend to be the most important person who is the victim. The best way now is to sit still and wait and see what happens.

Cheng Cezhi talked a lot, and under Ye Jia's ingenious cliché, he quickly revealed his information in this virtual world.

From childhood to adulthood, I have been ordinary, and I have been admitted to one college after another with stable performance in the college entrance examination. I came to this company through school recruitment.

This year is the fifth year of work, and a project just ended today, the team members were going to have a celebration banquet, but Ye Jia refused.

Cheng Cezhi looked over from the rearview mirror, smiled and said:

"Brother Ye is really a rare good man at home."

Ye Jia didn't answer, just narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the neon lights flowing past the window.

The destination will arrive soon.

Ye Jia unexpectedly discovered that this is the community where he is currently living.

Cheng Cezhi put him down, and said goodbye to him hastily: "See you tomorrow, brother Ye!"

Ye Jia looked up at the familiar residential building in front of him, then walked in.

After getting out of the elevator, it was his own floor.

But before Ye Jia reached out to take out the keys from his pocket, the door opposite his house suddenly opened, and a voice sounded behind him: "Little Jia? Why are you back so late?"

Ye Jia's hand holding the key froze and didn't look back.

Until the other party's soft hand fell on his shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Ye Jia put the key back into his pocket, and turned around with his usual expression: "...it's nothing."

The woman in front of her was not tall, her hair was mixed with silver, and her face was lean. Even now, she could see the cheerfulness and vigor of her youth. She cast a reproachful glance at Ye Jia, and reprimanded him not very seriously: "Come back so late Don’t you know how to say it? We can’t wait any longer, hurry up, and dinner will be cold.”

Ye Jia followed her into the opposite room.

There were four or five familiar faces sitting at the dining table, and the table was filled with sumptuous meals. They all smiled and shouted at the same time when they saw Ye Jia: "Happy birthday!"

The furnishings in the room are warm and lifelike, filling the small space to the brim.

Whether it is a photo or an ornament, it is the same as the picture in the long memory.

Ye Jia stood in the center of the room, his eyes turned cold.

His fingertips rubbed lightly habitually.

——This mirror spirit is courting death.

His mother sat down at the dining table and called out, "Come here, what are you waiting for?"

Ye Jia turned his head and smiled softly: "Here we are."

He walked to the table and pulled the chair away, but before he sat down, the huge crescent-shaped scythe, like a ray of cold light, cut through the air in an instant and retracted it in his palm.

However, the blade seemed to cut through the phantom in the water, without the slightest touch of the substance.

The mirror spirit is not among these visions.

Ye Jia gave a slight "tsk"—this one is quite cunning.

His mother looked at him with a smile: "What's the matter? Why don't you sit down?"

At that moment, the face of the other party overlapped with the memory, stained with blood, pale and gray, and lifeless, those godless eyes looked at him, and the stiff lips were half opened, like the silent and cold breath of death.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and sat down on the opened chair:

"I'm just a little tired today."

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

"I'll do it." The mother was never idle as she remembered, she wiped her hands on the apron, stood up neatly, and walked quickly to the door.

The yellowish light from the corridor shone in and fell on her.

Mother laughed: "Xiaoxuan, are you here?"

Ye Jia was taken aback, then raised his head, in his memory, there was no one named Xiaoxuan.

I saw a woman with black hair and black eyes coming in. She was wearing a little yellow duck's heat-insulating gloves, holding a pot of steaming stew, and she pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Mom, let me go!" Jean, be careful of getting burned."

She has a slender figure, straight legs, delicate and beautiful facial features, not ostentatious, revealing a kind of gentleness and restraint.

"Why are you so polite?" The mother dragged out a chair again, and placed it squarely beside Ye Jia: "Should I use you to cook when I come to Mom's house for dinner?"

Xiaoxuan blinked and smiled:

"Isn't this usually busy? I just have time this time, so I'll do it by the way."

She glanced at Ye Jia angrily and resentfully: "Otherwise, what should Brother Jia do if he went out to find someone else to eat?"

Ye Jia's hand holding the chopsticks froze slightly: "..."

Now he guessed it.

Is this Jingling sick? It's okay to engage in illusions, but to be a matchmaker by the way?

The tasteless meal passed quickly.

Ye Jia listened absently to the group of people in the phantasm chattering about their daily life, and turned his head to look out the dark window.

The night has come, the lights are quietly turned on, bright and far away, it is almost impossible to see that the real is just a virtual illusion.

Ye Jia looked away.

His "wife" said goodbye to the others with a smile, and then turned to look at him: "Let's go? Go home."

Ye Jia nodded and stood up.

Just when he stood up, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong. Ye Jia was taken aback, and turned his head to glance at the slim "wife" beside him.

Perhaps because of his well-proportioned figure, he didn't notice that the other party was so tall just now.

It wasn't until he stood up that he realized that his wife seemed to be a few centimeters taller than him.

The others seemed to be familiar with the height difference between the two, and said goodbye to them warmly.

Ye Jia and Xiao Xuan walked towards their home one after the other.

Walk through the corridor, open the door, and it is the house where he lives in reality now.

Looking at the tall woman in front of him, Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and his fingertips flickered with cold light.

Although he thinks that Jing Ling should not be so stupid, it is still good to be safe.

However, before he could make a move, the woman in front of him suddenly turned around and pressed towards him without warning.

Ye Jia was stunned for a moment, but didn't react for a while.

The woman's beautiful eyebrows lost their previous docileness, and instead looked sharp and aggressive. She kissed her directly.

Her lips were very thin, not soft, but as cold as a cold-blooded animal, and she pressed Ye Jia's lips irresistibly.

Ye Jia: "!!!"

Unexpectedly, he was pushed and staggered a few steps backwards, his back bumped against the closed door, making a "dong" sound.

The kiss was intense and forceful, possessive, as if it wanted to eat him.

Ye Jia's mind was a little down.

When he came back to his senses, he noticed that the other party was clinging to his body curve tightly, without leaving a single gap, almost suffocating.

Ye Jia was stiff all over, and turned his head in embarrassment to avoid the lips that the other party continued to kiss, and reached out to press the other party's shoulder:

"wait wait wait!"

Xiaoxuan squinted her eyes, her long and narrow eyes were dark and deep, her long, icy black hair flowed down onto her shoulders, she curled up her dark red lips like a soul-absorbing ghost: "Husband, what's wrong?"

She moved closer again, her pale and slender fingers landed on Ye Jia's chest, and she unbuttoned Ye Jia one by one.

There was a hoarse smile in her voice: "Don't be shy."

"No..." Ye Jia frowned, and hurriedly held the hand of the other party who wanted to continue, and stopped the other party's movements: "I...you don't..."

He took a deep breath, collected himself, and then hurriedly pushed the other party away:

"I'm tired."

"Really?" Xiaoxuan sighed regretfully, her dark black eyes moved down slowly, and her eyes lingered on his exposed half of his chest and collarbone, it was hot, as if it could burn up at the moment of touching.

A dark red gleam flashed quickly under her lowered eyes.

Like a flash of fire ignited in the abyss, flashing with the desire to devour people.

Under such sight, Ye Jia was extremely uncomfortable.

For some reason, he always felt that the other party seemed to be able to strip him naked with his eyes.

However, in the next second, Xiaoxuan looked away as if nothing had happened, and she hid the aggression she showed just now, and she smiled gently: "In this case, why don't you go to bed early tonight?"

"Let me go get you a cup of milk."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards the kitchen gracefully.

Ye Jia stood in the empty living room, took several deep breaths, and finally pulled himself back from the state of being at a loss just now.

He raised his hand, touched his lips hesitantly, and then gasped in a "hissy" breath.

Pain, heat, swelling.

Should have been bitten to bleed.

There was the sound of a fire coming from the kitchen, the milk was bubbling and bubbling, and a sweet fragrance slowly spread.

Ye Jia pursed his lips that were still aching, and looked in the direction of the kitchen with some uncertainty.

Through the translucent compartment, you can see the busy back of the other party, which looks extraordinarily quiet and beautiful under the cover of the night, full of fireworks.It was clearly a scene he loved.

——If you can ignore the bite wound at the corner of your mouth.

It stands to reason that the illusions presented by the spirit of the mirror are the deepest and true desires in a person's heart.

Ye Jia frowned and began to doubt life.

No, won't it?

It turns out... Is my ideal type actually this type?