After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Ji Xuan quickly withdrew from the illusion created by the spirit of the mirror.

The scene around him was the same as before he closed his eyes.

The gloomy ghostly aura enveloped the entire room tightly, and the two weak human beings clung to the corner of the wall in horror, their faces turned pale and distorted due to the erosion of the ghostly aura, desperately waiting for death to come.

Ji Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at Ye Jia who was lying in his arms.

The young man's head was resting on his shoulders, black and smooth hair came out from under the hood, one corner was tilted up randomly, the exposed tip of the chin was pale and delicate, and the beautifully contoured lips were tightly pressed even in sleepiness, There is a sense of inhuman indifference.

Softening.

Ji Xuan sighed silently and regretfully.

——The speed of time passing in the illusion space created by Jingling is different from that in real life. They stayed in the illusion for three full days, but only a few minutes in the real world.

Calculated in this way, the other party will wake up soon.

Ji Xuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the broken lens on the ground, and a gloomy light flashed through his eyes.

It seems... my brother doesn't like the idea of ​​Perfect World very much.

But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of time, and sooner or later, he will be able to personally create a perfect ending for the two of them.

Ji Xuan hooked his lips, and gently pressed a kiss on the forehead of the sleepy young man.

He put Ye Jia back to the ground, then stood up, and walked towards the two terrified humans.

Dong Gua shivered and hid back, but his back was firmly pressed against the wall, and there was no more room for him to retreat.

With a pale face, he looked at the man who was gradually approaching him - the strong presence of the other party was oppressing him, making it almost difficult for him to breathe.

It's over, it's over, it's over...

Dong Gua muttered in his heart.

However, unexpectedly, the other party stopped a step away from him.

Ji Xuan looked down at the two weak humans in front of him and said:

"It's a pity, if you kill you here, he will realize that I have been here before."

Those two didn't dare to vent their anger, trembling in fear, waiting for the verdict of fate.

Ji Xuan asked with a half-smile:

"So, you're going to keep it a secret from me, right?"

Dong Gua was slightly suffocated, like a drowning man catching at a straw, and stammered, "I... I promise, I won't... I won't say a word..."

Another slender man also hastily swears and swears.

In the next second, their voices froze for a moment at the same time.

Somehow, it seemed that some rules had come into effect, and that weird feeling fell on them, making them instinctively realize that if they violated this oath, terrible things would happen to them.

The two looked at each other hastily in a panic, and immediately understood that it was not an illusion just the moment their eyes made contact.

Ji Xuan nodded in satisfaction.

"But..." He seemed to suddenly remember something, and said.

Accompanied by a slightly elongated ending, those scarlet pupils turned, and their cold eyes fell on the tall and thin body:

"You are different."

Recalling the picture he saw in the water mirror, Ji Xuan's body became more and more bloody.

Although the expression didn't change much, the unpredictable expression made people feel fear and fear instinctively.

He raised his finger casually.

A ray of scarlet light and shadow fell on the tall and thin body in an instant, as if alive, it burrowed into the depths of his body.

——! ! !

The tall and thin man suddenly widened his eyes, the muddy eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his ugly face became weirdly distorted in extreme panic.

Ji Xuan raised his lips, but there was no smile in the depths of his eyes:

"Have fun."

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In the illusion.

The crescent-like blade hangs down, reflecting the white and snowy light.

The young man walked forward step by step, and the scarlet blood spread with his steps. Every place touched by the ghost creature seemed to be corroded by strong acid, quickly distorted, shrunk, broken, and turned into pitch black. Smoke and dust fluttered and slowly flew up.

Floors, buildings, roads, sky—

All the covered places seemed to be shattered by some terrible force, and disappeared, leaving only cold nothingness.

Under the background of pitch black and blood red patches, the young man's figure is like a sharp silhouette, cutting the whole world apart abruptly.

The light of the knife flickered, drawing a huge arc, cutting the outline of the boundary between void and fantasy.

Everything is rapidly annihilated, as if destroyed.

Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations in the place that had not been eroded ahead.

Cheng Cezhi, Liu Zhaocheng, Ji Xuan... Familiar figures emerged one by one.

"Brother Ye? What are you doing?" Cheng Cezhi looked at him worriedly: "Where are you going?"

"Ye Jia, what are you doing out there so late?" Liu Zhaocheng frowned: "You have to go to work tomorrow."

Ji Xuan took a step forward slowly.

His face was calm and gentle, and there was a light of concern in his dark eyes.

He said: "Senior, it's been a long time, don't you want to catch up with me?"

"We were such good friends." Ji Xuan smiled slightly: "I will never be your enemy."

Ye Jia's eyes swept over those phantoms indifferently.

The sea of ​​blood roared behind him, rushing mercilessly.

Those broken images were quickly swallowed.

"...Xiaojia."

At this time, a gentle sigh sounded from another direction.

Ye Jia's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the voice.

Mother watched him from afar.

The wrinkles on her face and the silver hair on her temples have disappeared. She is wearing a light yellow dress with her favorite pearl necklace around her neck. Her long hair is pulled up high, looking elegant and beautiful.

She smiled quietly.

It looked... exactly the same as the night before she died.

Ye Jia looked at her expressionlessly, and slightly tightened his fingers holding the handle of the sickle.

Mother smiled softly, and slowly stretched out her hand to him:

"Don't you want to stay with us?"

She said softly: "Stay with me, I will never leave you again."

Ye Jia stood quietly on the spot, some kind of dark emotion rolled in the depths of his light-colored eyes, just like the turbulent dark clouds in the sky before the storm.

He chuckled lightly:

"Unrepentant."

Ye Jia took a step forward slowly, and his voice was still calm: "Do you know how many dungeon bosses have played this trick in the game?"

He asked lightly: "Do you know how I do it?"

In the game, ordinary ghosts are only looking for the satisfaction of killing and appetite. They want his life, and he wants theirs.

The essence is just a life and death struggle, not a personal grudge.

But this kind of ghost, trying to read his memory, find the weakness of his mind, and even move his dead mother out...

— would turn the matter into a personal enmity.

The smile on Ye Jia's lips is still there, but his eyes are as cold as winter:

"I will make its demise as long and painful as possible."

The sea of ​​blood behind him was no longer restrained, and swelled wildly, submerging the whole world suddenly.

A scream sounded from a distance.

A long transparent snake with flashing colorful patterns emerged: "Ahhhhhhh!"

After being forced to reveal her figure, Jing Ling realized at this moment that she had miscalculated.

Originally, after being caught by that terrifying monster, it thought that it was going to die, but it didn't expect that the other party just said a few inexplicable words, and then let itself go lightly.

Although Jing Ling didn't know what happened between him, but there was one thing he was sure of.

No matter what he was going to do, that powerful and terrifying existence was not going to intervene.

So Jing Ling began to be unscrupulous.

Although it has heard of the reputation of ace and knows that this person is not easy to mess with, it also smells the powerful and alluring dark fragrance emanating from this person, tempting it to take risks.

After all... No matter how amazing the story is, Ace is still a human being.

As long as it is a human being, it will have weaknesses and desires, and it is a creature that breeds in desires. As long as it is given time, it can take the soul and power of this human being as its own.

But who would have thought...that he really kicked the iron plate this time.

It rolled its eyes cunningly, and then began to beg for mercy familiarly: "Brother, spare me! Forgive me, I dare not! Dare not!"

Ye Jia stared at it indifferently.

His eyes were cold and far away, condescending, as if he just swept the inconspicuous dust under his feet.

Jing Ling felt a "thump" in her heart, and an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

——This person doesn't seem to be the type to be confused by words.

It shivered instinctively, then turned around and began to run for its life.

But before it took a few steps, the viscous blood on the ground poured out layer by layer as if it had consciousness, covering it tightly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Painful and tragic screams resounded throughout the world covered in darkness and blood red.

Jing Ling rolled violently in the sea of ​​blood, her slender body seemed to have endured some kind of inhuman torture, shrunken and tensed, twisted into a weird shape, and screamed shrillly—painful , It hurts too much, it has never experienced such a terrifying feeling, when the pain is so strong, the word pain itself seems to lose its meaning, it is struggling on the verge of collapse, tortured by the precisely controlled pain , as if the body and soul were dissected alive, and all the feelings were magnified a hundred times.

For the first time, emotions of regret and fear grew in its heart.

And Ye Jia just stood aside, listening calmly, as if he was enjoying some kind of beautiful melody, his light-colored eyes were half-closed, and under the reflection of the bloody sky behind him, the cruelty was chilling. .

After a long time, the miserable wailing seemed to have become the background sound.

Ye Jia seemed to have finally gotten tired of it, and the bloody ghost slowly backed away under his control.

The blade of the sickle moved slightly, hovering above Jing Ling's body, as if it could fall down immediately in the next second, completely killing the opponent.

"You, think you have strong willpower, don't you?"

The transparent snake was lying on the ground in a distorted posture, with its triangular head lifted up, a pair of transparent eyes gleamed with vicious and crazy light, and it hissed: "...all I can reflect is everything... It is the truest desire in your own heart."

"You are very strong, you can choose this way to force me out from the beginning, right?" Jing Ling smiled bitterly: "But you didn't, you chose to spend three days here, didn't you? These days what are you thinking about?"

It knows that it cannot escape.

So... Even if it hurts oneself a thousand times, it must make the other party feel the same pain!

Jingling's mouth opened, and the transparent snake letter spit out, as if licking the smell of emotions emanating from the other party, it smiled coldly: "In a secret corner of your heart, don't you think these thoughts once? Ever popped up?—if only it hadn't happened, if it was true—"

"How do you feel when you surrender to your own desires and live a life you will never have for three days? Satisfied? Or hopeless?"

It laughed uncontrollably, with unconcealable malice in its voice:

"Who would have thought that the most irresistible and deeply buried desire of the famous ace is to be an ordinary and small ordinary person!"

Ye Jia lowered her eyes.

His face was as usual, as if he had long been used to hiding all his emotions under a perfect and hard mask.

"...Yes." He said suddenly, his voice was calm as if he was not affected by the other party at all, and he just repeated lightly: "Who would have thought of that."

From nine to five, life is full of busy trivial matters, and the days slip away from the fingertips like running water, so calm that people can hardly notice the passage of time.

——Until the white hair turns gray and he dies suddenly.

What a peaceful and boring life.

But to him, it was so...

tempting.

——It's so tempting that even if you know everything is an illusion, you can't help but have unnecessary extravagant expectations.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes, and the sharp blade cut diagonally down without hesitation.

The cold light flickered silently, killing the mirror spirit in an instant.

With a knife in his hand, the illusion around him began to fall apart like dominoes that were out of balance.

The phantom of the sickle disappeared in his hand.

Ye Jia stood alone at the junction of darkness and blood, and his slender figure looked extremely lonely.

His voice was very soft, as if he was swallowed by the wind the moment he exited:

"False will always be false."

pity.

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The mirror spirit disappeared, and the illusion also dissipated.

Ye Jia opened his eyes, supported the ground with his palms, and got up little by little.

Since the moment he woke up, the out-of-control ghost aura around him returned to his body like a beast with a neck rope.

The surrounding cold temperature began to rise, and the light gradually brightened.

The ghostly aura that was so strong that it was almost deadly dissipated gradually, and the small room slowly returned to its most primitive appearance.

Ye Jia rubbed his temples, feeling a sudden pain in his head.

He raised his eyes and looked at the two people who were tightly huddled in the farthest corner of the room. They seemed to be terrified, and they were trembling against the wall behind them, watching with terrified eyes. Looking at Ye Jia lying on the ground.

"...Mirror spirit?" Ye Jia said with a blank expression, "Thanks to you, you can figure it out."

Dong Gua managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother ace, all this was done by that skinny man, and it's none of my business!"

He leaned on the wall, stood up tremblingly, and said courteously: "I, I want to express my apology! Immediately, I will surrender myself!"

This confession attitude is too good.

"Then what about your things?" Ye Jia narrowed his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Dong Gua hurriedly said: "Of course I hand in everything! Including my account book, and the introduction of all these cursed items and the method to lift the curse... I am willing to atone for my sins and promise not to hide anything! Guaranteed Actively cooperate."

Ye Jia's eyes fell on another tall and thin man, and he frowned slightly: "What about him?"

The state of the thin and tall man... looks a little weird.

Dong Gua laughed quickly: "He is the same! He is the same!"

He kicked the opponent, and half-truthfully said: "This man is timid, he was frightened by you just now, it should take a while to recover."

— or not slow down.

The intuition and instinct trained in the game told Dong Gua that it was best not to let the young man in front of him know what happened just now, otherwise he might not be able to afford the price.

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Dong Gua swears to the sky that he will actively cooperate with the investigation of the Authority, and that he will help deal with other cursed items that may leak out of the game-he will go through fire and water, and he will do whatever he wants.

After watching the other party's short melon-like figure disappear into the gate of the Supernatural Administration, Ye Jia really believed in the sincerity of the other party's surrender.

...It's really strange.

Although Ye Jia has long been aware of Dong Gua's ability to follow the wind and push the boat with the tide, but he really didn't expect such an earth-shaking change in his attitude before and after.

In the corner outside the building.

The hooded young man stood quietly in the darkness, his slender and tall figure almost blending with the shadows around him.

Ye Jia looked at the gate of the Supernatural Administration not far away, and a complicated expression flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He may not have been aware of it all the time—or he was aware of it, but he would not admit it:

Since he cleared the game, all the efforts and attempts Ye Jia has made are all imitations of the life of "an ordinary ordinary person" in his imagination.

Clumsy, difficult, and failed, but he never tires of it.

If it hadn't happened by accident, perhaps, after a few years, or more than ten years, Ye Jia would really be able to get what he wanted, and finally get the tranquility and ordinaryness he dreamed of.

However, the reality is so cruel.

After he thought he had successfully escaped, those deliberately forgotten pasts still lingered.

The game crashed, the door of hell opened wide, those ghosts, monsters... and even acquaintances he thought he would never see again, all appeared in front of him one after another, they were clamoring, trying to draw him back again Going back to the nightmare of the past, whispering in his ear——

Nothing is over.

You are one of us.

Don't think that by putting on that layer of hypocritical human skin, you can pretend to have forgotten everything in the past.

Stop dreaming.

The illusory tranquility is like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, which can only be seen from a distance, but never touched——he is now gradually understanding this truth.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes.

He still remembers how panicked he was when he was first pulled into the game, struggling to survive in a dangerous dungeon.

but now……

Everything is different.

Whether it is the world, the game, or himself, it is no longer what it used to be.

Ye Jia raised his eyes, a pair of light-colored pupils shimmered with a cold and hard light like metal, he stared fixedly at the distant sky, the slowly gathering heavy clouds were reflected in the depths of his pupils, desire The coming mountain rain weighed heavily on the city, and it declared war on the world with its teeth and claws.

He couldn't have been more aware that his present peaceful life was in jeopardy, and if left unchecked, it would soon be gone.

——Since you can’t avoid it, then don’t avoid it.

Ye Jia raised his hand, his white and slender fingers pulled the hood down and pressed it down, the shadows covered his instantly cold eyebrows and eyes.

It's just going back to old business.

He took a step back slowly, and his figure instantly melted into the boundless darkness behind him.

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Wu Su didn't expect that there really is such a good thing as a pie in the sky in the world.

While he was busy looking up cursed items in that library, a short, fat man pushed open the door of the Supernatural Administration.

He held a huge cardboard box in his arms, which was filled with all kinds of cursed objects.

"My name is Dong Gua." Shorty Donggua said, "Call your captain."

The name Dong Gua is very familiar.

This person is also a player in the game. It is said that he seemed to have used his characteristic of not being afraid of curses to do some dirty work. Although he washed his hands later, as an old fritter in the game, Wu Su didn't think this person would be a good person. generation.

Wu Su immediately became vigilant and rushed to the interrogation room as quickly as possible.

What he never dreamed of was...

The other party turned himself in.

Seeing that Dong Gua obediently handed over the address of his rental house, the keys, and all the stolen goods smuggled out of the game, he also thoughtfully attached a list of all the items he had sold and the information records of the buyers , Wu Su felt a little unreal.

Just, that's it? ?

Didn't you deal with them...? ?

It's that simple? ?

Just as Wu Su was in a daze, Dong Gua seemed to notice his gaze suddenly.

He raised his fat, shrewd face, and walked straight towards him.

"Wu Su?"

Wu Su was a little surprised, as if he didn't expect the other party to know him, he nodded: "It's me."

"Ace asked me to convey it to you."

Dong Gua's voice was not high, but it exploded in Wu Su's ear like a thunderstorm:

"He wants to talk to you guys."

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