After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

The edge of the sharp blade pierced the sky, and soft bugs fell down like a heavy rain.

The giant worm fell apart, and the whole world seemed to be wriggling and collapsing.

Blast's expression was still fixed on the dumbfoundedness before. He watched the young man in front of him jumping down from the air and standing firmly in front of his eyes, as if he hadn't recovered from such a huge amount of information.

The slender young man patted the shattered insect corpse on his cuff in an understatement, and the huge crescent-like sickle in his hand turned into a light spot and disappeared.

Ye Jia walked up to the sluggish blast, and kindly stretched out his hand to shake in front of the opponent's eyes: "Hey, I'm back to my senses."

Blast's eyeballs moved stiffly, focusing on the young man in front of him frame by frame. He seemed to be pulled away from the state where his mind was empty, and stepped back a few steps, tremblingly pointing at the young man. Jia: "You you you"! "

Ye Jia: "..."

He was taken aback by the violent action of the other party, and then stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose with some headaches: "No way, have you not accepted the truth for so long?"

Blast jumped up like a cat whose tail was burned, and cried out in disbelief: "Do you think you just used it for a long time?"

That horrible bug just now has no power to fight back, okay?

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, blast realized that he had praised the other party unconsciously. He quickly shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake something out of his mind: "No!"

He took a deep breath, and asked in disbelief, "So...you, ace?"

Ye Jia was expressionless: "Did you just react now?"

blast: "..."

I feel like you're despising my IQ.

"Of course not!" He hopped his feet as if being poked at a pain point: "I, I just can't believe it!"

Suddenly, blast gasped: "So, you've been playing us from the beginning?"

From the extinguishing of the yin fire by the Supernatural Administration, to the set of lies made up in the conference room, to the powerless hostage performance when they first entered the ghost mythology, everyone was deceived, and no one was right. He is suspicious!

Blast's eyes widened, and he looked at Ye Jia with fear and thought: "You, you fucking..."

——That harmless look was all staged? !

What a fucking scary man!

The red-haired young man in front of him seemed to be aware of something, he stared at the other party, his handsome face was pale and pale, and he looked terrified, as if he saw some kind of beast.

Ye Jia: "..."

He didn't really want to know what strange things were going on in the other party's mind.

"Ahem, that's right..." Blast took a deep breath slowly, and then said with a little lack of momentum: "I, I want to find you a rematch!"

Ye Jia calmly pointed behind him: "Here?"

Ever since that giant bug started to shatter, the whole world began to fall apart, the buildings collapsed, the ground caved in, and everything turned into swarms of crazily wriggling little bugs, colorfully mixed together, like a huge whirlpool mud.

Blast seemed to have noticed the swarm of insects around him just now, his face turned pale, and the arrogance that had been arrogated just now was extinguished: "Get out, you can go out."

Ye Jia glanced at him with a half-smile.

He raised the omniscient eye to his eyes, and somewhere not far away was a door in the shape of a light.

Ye Jia put away the small stones and pointed in that direction: "Go..."

The young man's figure was vigorous and light, and he jumped several meters in an instant. Don't shake the blast that was left behind, and hurriedly followed: "Hey! Wait for me!"

Soon, two people came near the door.

Blast looked hopeless, along the way, I don't know how many small bugs were trampled to death under his feet, the sticky and soft touch can still be felt even with shoes on, it really gave him a hundred thousand points of soul for a person who is afraid of bugs crit.

There is no harm without comparison.

Looking at it this way, those Gu worms raised by Chen Qingye are not that disgusting...

Ye Jia suddenly stopped, turned to look at blast, and said casually: "Oh, by the way, don't say anything after you go out."

blast: "!"

This bad man is still going to continue deceiving people!

He bluffed and said: "By, why should I agree to you! What can you do to me!"

Ye Jia was expressionless: "Then I'll leave you here."

blast: "..."

He turned his head to look at the bug world behind him, his expression slightly distorted.

you are vicious!

He gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't say it, you won't say it..."

Ye Jia raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was sincere and harmless: "What about our former hatred?"

Blast took a deep breath slowly, and subdued softly: "You, you have saved my life this time, so it's written off."

Ye Jia smiled slightly: "Good..."

blast wants to cry but has no tears.

That Chen Qingye is definitely lying, is ace a good guy? !How could he be a good guy? !

A standard villain with bad taste, right?

Ye Jia stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked out with blast.

The door slammed shut behind him, and he found himself standing in the dark green hall again.

Ye Jia turned his head and found that the door frame and blast had all disappeared.

He raised his all-knowing eyes and quickly scanned the hall—one of the seats in front of the banquet table was already empty, the original shadowy shadow had disappeared, and the jet-black hair that followed it had also become dry When I got up, it was sticking dryly on the floor and walls like straw, and everything else was the same as before.

It seems that blast should have left.

After confirming that what he did was effective, Ye Jia hooked his lips and walked towards the door behind the second chair.

As soon as he opened the door, he suddenly thought he was back in the game.

This is obviously a punishment copy in the game.

Severed limbs, blood, monsters.

The sky was stained an ominous red with blood, and the ground was piled up with corpses, and the original appearance could hardly be seen, the distorted and pale face, and the dark and turbid eyes fixedly looked at the sky.

There was the sound of fighting in the distance.

The roar of monsters, the clanging of weapons, and the deafening gunshots all mixed together, which is really nauseatingly familiar.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked towards the direction of the voice.

In the center of the blood-stained world, a whole team launched a frenzied attack on a single person. Each of them was pale and horrifying, with horrific fatal injuries on their bodies: "It's all you! If it wasn't you ! How could we die!"

Wu Su withstood their attacks with great difficulty, but was clearly at a disadvantage, retreating steadily under their attacks.

Although he was covered with bruises, he still cursed angrily: "Fart! Your skills are inferior to others! Why are you blaming me!"

At this moment, a lazy and clear voice came from the depths of the battlefield: "Really?"

Ye Jia: "?"

Wait, why does this sound sound so familiar?

Everyone on the field stopped their offensive in an instant, and then slowly stepped aside, a figure came out from the darkness.

Wu Su panted heavily, and when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened in shock: "!"

Ye Jia also widened his eyes: "!"

A young man in a hood walked unhurriedly from behind the group of corpses, his facial features were hidden in the shadows, only a smile on his lips was clearly visible, mocking and cold: "Then let me see what you are Level it up, trash."

Ye Jia: "..."

This is slander!I never said such a thing!

A phantom of a huge scythe appeared in the young man's hand, and then he attacked Wu Su mercilessly. Wu Su was obviously unable to do what he wanted, and retreated steadily. He gritted his teeth: "I'm not a waste!"

An almost crazy look flashed in his eyes, he reached out his hand and took out a bullet with a bloody mark from his pocket, and pressed it into the gun chamber with a click while dodging.

Just when Wu Su was about to raise his gun——

He felt a heavy blow from the back of his head, precise and merciless.

The man's eyes darkened, and he fell limply.

A pair of pale and slender hands held him firmly behind him.

Ace with a hood on his head and a sickle in his hand stopped the momentum of the attack, and fixedly stared at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes and laid the unconscious Wu Su flat on the ground.

Then, he straightened up, raised his eyes and looked at himself opposite.

Two young men stood face to face on the wasteland full of severed limbs and blood. They were similar in shape but dressed differently. One was holding a sickle and the other was bare-handed.

A phantom of a weapon appeared in Ye Jia's palm, and then, a crescent sickle that was exactly the same as the opponent's appeared in his hand.

He moved his neck a bit, a pair of light-colored eyes sparkled with icy smiles, and the same mocking arc was raised on his lips: "Let me see how far you can imitate."

The clashing clang of weapons echoed on the blood-colored plain, the sharp blade cut through the air, and the icy cold light intertwined into a fine and dense web.

Ye Jia's eyes reflected the cold light of the blade, the corners of his lips rose slightly, with a palpitating cruel killing intent, his brows and eyes were full of blood that was used to killing.

In the next second, the blade collided.

There was a crisp clicking sound, and the crescent moon sickle in his hand drew a perfect circular cutting line, splitting the sickle and the body in the opposite youth's hand at the same time.

"Ace" let out a shrill scream, his figure distorted and made a sizzling sound, and disappeared before his eyes like a flower in a moon mirror in water.

Ye Jia lowered his eyes lightly, staring at the place where the other party disappeared, with a calm and indifferent expression: "You poor fake."

After clearing the entire wasteland of monsters and players, he picked up Wu Su, who was still unconscious, and walked towards the gate.

Same as last time, as soon as he stepped out of the gate, Wu Su on his shoulder and the door behind him disappeared at the same time.

Another chair became vacant.

Ye Jia looked at the female ghost sitting at the top through the omniscient eyes.

She seemed to feel that someone was interfering with her plan. Although she still kept her head bowed and her pale limbs relaxed and drooping, the skin on her body was agitating, as if something was struggling to rush out. .

Ye Jia lightly rubbed his fingertips.

Although it really seems to be hands-on, but...

He sighed, retracted his all-seeing eyes with some regret, and walked towards the next door.

The things in the third door were something Ye Jia didn't expect.

To be precise, there is nothing in it.

A pitch-black silence, like an eternal night that can never be dawned, there is no sky, no earth, only a nothingness without light.

It was so quiet, so quiet that Ye Jia could almost hear his own breathing and heartbeat.

He looked out through the hole of the all-seeing eye, and saw somewhere in the distance, a small spot of light was shining.

It should be there.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Ye Jia suddenly noticed that the darkness around him was gradually taking shape, slowly changing into the shapes of streets and buildings.

Post office, restaurant, school...

An empty town gradually took shape.

The streets were littered with signs of destruction, as if a model building had been smashed and vandalized from the outside.

Although there is still no light or sound at all, with the ability to see things in the dark that Ye Jia has cultivated in the game for so many years, it is still completely possible to find the way.

Following the traces of destruction, he turned left and right along the street, and finally stopped in front of one of the buildings.

This is a residential building.

All the colors are removed from the building, and the darkness and gray and white freeze the school on a nearly two-dimensional plane, as if it were an abstract painting stripped of life and time.

Ye Jia raised his head and looked into the windows on one of the floors.

Behind every door is someone's greatest fear, and what lies behind this door seems self-evident.

lonely...

Ye Jia withdrew his gaze and walked inward.

In a dark room.

The little boy is curled up in a corner, with a pair of big black-rimmed glasses hanging on his face. The thick lenses cover half of his pale face. His thin, palm-sized face has nothing The superfluous expression seems to be a little malnourished, wearing old clothes that don't fit well, and his head is slightly lowered.

A centipede coiled quietly beside him, held tightly in the arms of the little boy.

It also seemed to be many times smaller than the outside world, and it was not as terrifying as it was at the beginning. Starting from its tail, a kind of almost petrified gray-white spread upwards, as if it was taking its life and color.

Chen Qingye quietly put Ah Chang's head on his knees, kissed its shell with his lips from time to time, and stroked its head over and over again.

Ah Chang feebly raised his tentacles in response.

However, nothing changes the fact that it is getting weaker.

He didn't cry or speak, just hugged his centipede quietly, curled up in a corner, and waited for it to die.

At this moment, Chen Qingye suddenly caught a sound different from silence.

It seems that footsteps from far and near are coming in this direction.

Step by step, the knock on the ground was very light, but the sound seemed to be stepping heavily on his heart.

Chen Qingye raised his head vigilantly, looked towards the direction of the sound, and tightly clenched the knife he took from the kitchen for self-defense in his small hand.

Ah Chang moved his body, wanting to fight, but was pushed back into his arms by Chen Qingye: "Hush..."

In the darkness, the slender figure of the young man appeared.

Ye Jia pushed open the door, and was a little surprised to see the small figure attacking the moment he walked in, with a sharp knife in his hand, shining coldly in the dark.

He quickly grabbed the opponent's wrist and lifted the little boy from the ground.

With a sound of "clang", the knife fell from his hand to the ground.

Chen Qingye pursed his pale lips tightly, his thick glasses blocked his expression, he didn't make a sound, but attacked the opponent very fiercely, his fists and feet were small, but they were full of strength.

Ye Jia had no choice but to hug the opponent's body tightly and said, "Hey! It's me!"

Chen Qingye couldn't move anymore, so he had no choice but to give up.

He squinted his eyes, carefully and hostilely examining the young man in front of him.

Ye Jia sighed: "What's the matter with you?"

He said, "I'll let you go, don't do it anymore, how about it?"

Chen Qingye looked at him fixedly and nodded.

Ye Jia slowly loosened the shackles on Chen Qingye.

But the moment he let go, the opponent immediately bent down to pick up the knife on the ground, and attacked him again.

Ye Jia: "..."

It's pretty good...

This is indeed the mentality that experienced players should have, never give any trust, would rather kill by mistake than let it go, everything is based on their own safety.

But... at least the opponent is a child, and his strength has been greatly weakened.

It's good for him.

If it's not soft, then it's hard.

With a thought, Ye Jia stretched out his hand and pulled the sheet on the bed beside him, tore it into strips, tied up the child in front of him tightly, and sealed his mouth by the way, then skillfully carried him on his shoulders, ready to take him with him He goes out.

The little boy on his shoulders struggled and let out a miserable whimper. The voice was particularly shrill and miserable, and it sounded like a howling.

Ye Jia was taken aback.

His steps paused slightly, and he sighed slowly.

Ugh……

Ye Jia tore off the cloth strips that bound Chen Qingye's mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Big and big tears rolled down his small face, wet Ye Jia's shoulders, his glasses were full of mist, and he stared at the dying centipede in the corner with wet eyes, Sobbing: "Ah, Ah Chang."

——His fight from the very beginning was not to protect himself, but to protect his precious centipede.

Ye Jia sighed again.

He wiped Chen Qingye's face with his sleeve, and said, "This ghost can let you experience your deepest and heaviest fear."

Ye Jia pointed to the almost petrified Ah Chang behind him, and asked, "Are you afraid of it now?"

After all, Chen Qingye is also an experienced player, so he immediately understood the meaning of the other party's words.

With a hoarse voice, he said slowly, "You mean, it's fake?"

Ye Jia: "Yes..."

Chen Qingye glanced at A Chang and then at Ye Jia, as if he was hesitating whether to believe him or not.

Ye Jia rubbed his hair vigorously and said, "You can't trust me, so what about... ace?"

Chen Qingye was taken aback, and looked at Ye Jia with those black eyes washed by tears: "What do you mean?"

Ye Jia hooked his lips slightly, and asked with a light smile, "You forgot how your little white got here?"

In this world, apart from him, there is only one person who knows Xiao Xiaobai's origin and name.

Chen Qingye stared at him blankly, then, as if he realized something, he slowly widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at him in shock: "Wait, you, you...!"

"... "

Ye Jia sighed silently.

Since the blast, he's really getting tired of seeing this expression.

Chen Qingye was shocked, and stammered: "So, that's why, Ah Changzai reacted from the first time he saw you!"

Ye Jia shrugged: "Gu worms are really very sensitive creatures."

Chen Qingye blinked, and leaned his head on Ye Jia's shoulder: "I trust you now, let's go."

Now it was Ye Jia's turn to be curious: "Why?"

Chen Qingye helped his glasses with Ye Jia's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Because Li Gui can't think of such a wonderful twists and turns, and a completely reasonable plot, even I don't know that you are an ace, let alone her." To create such an illusion, and, besides, what you say to be the most fearful thing is indeed reasonable--this is indeed a situation that I am very afraid of."

He pursed his lips, a little shy: "You, at least put me down first."

Ye Jia let out a cry, removed the restraints from Chen Qingye's body, and put him on the ground.

"Let's go?" Ye Jia asked.

Chen Qingye reluctantly turned his head to look at the petrified Ah Cheng, then carefully grabbed Ye Jia's hand, and nodded heavily: "En!"

The two walked out of the residential building and walked into the darkness when they came.

Chen Qingye's face was slightly red, he turned his head to look at Ye Jia, and asked, "Then... what will I call you from now on?"

Ye Jia: "Anything is fine..."

Chen Qingye pushed the big glasses on his face, and asked hesitantly, "Can I call you Brother Ye?"

Ye Jia: "OK..."

He paused and said, "However, honorific titles are unnecessary."

Suddenly, Ye Jia seemed to think of something suddenly. He lowered his head and looked at Chen Qingye, with a sincere face and said without changing his expression: "Oh, by the way, only you know my current identity, are you willing to keep it a secret for me?"

What, what?

Is he actually the only one who knows the true identity of ace? !

What an honor!

Chen Qingye's eyes widened in flattery, his cheekbones blushed with excitement, and he nodded heavily: "Yes, of course, no problem! I won't reveal your identity until I die!"

Ye Jia: "Don't use honorific titles..."

Chen Qingye burst into tears: "Ye, Brother Ye."

"Hmm..." Ye Jia raised the corners of his lips without any guilt, and rubbed his hair: "Good..."

After leaving the third door, Ye Jia stood in the dark green room again. He breathed a long sigh of relief, habitually picked up the all-knowing eye, and looked at the first person again——

The first place is empty.

Ye Jia was taken aback.

The next second, a strong wind came from a certain direction beside his ear, and Ye Jia instinctively dodged to the side.

The cool wind brushed against his cheeks, and several deep scratches appeared on the wallpaper immediately.

Ye Jia used his all-knowing eyes to look at the place where he was standing before, and saw that the pale female ghost had stepped down from the first place at some point, her face was covered by long hair, but there were several golling eyes on her skin. Lu's huge rolling eyes were staring at him at this moment. Her hair was still attached to the ground and the wall, but her fingertips extended out with long, sharp nails.

She attacked Ye Jia again.

The sickle appeared in Ye Jia's hand, and there was only a sound of clang, and the sharp nails were blocked by Ye Jia's sickle a few inches away.

The female ghost's fingers and arms were cut by the sharp cold air of the sickle, and the dark red blood dripped down, which was absorbed by the sickle blade in an instant.

Ye Jia's Adam's apple moved.

In the depths of the light-colored pupils, a dark color flashed past.

He can smell the seductive smell of huge energy in the opponent's body, and he can also feel it very clearly... Although the process may be difficult, as long as he thinks, the opponent must be in his pocket— —Just stab the opponent's body with a blade, and he can...

--"Don't……"

The man's voice was very clear amidst the howling wind, and it reached his ears again.

Ye Jia gritted his teeth, and with a sudden force, blocked the female ghost, and then turned to one side to avoid the opponent's next attack.

He was gradually forced away from the fourth door.

The female ghost presses forward step by step, but Ye Jia only defends but does not attack.

It won't last long like this.

Out of the corner of my eye, the fifth door is not far behind - Ye Jia was going to be the last one to go to that door, but...

Now there seems to be no other way.

Ye Jia gritted his teeth and his heart swayed. He opened the last door and fell inward.

A familiar smell of blood surrounded him.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a man's low laugh:

--"elder brother……"