After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Grass.

This... is this a public execution?

Ye Jia seemed to be struck by lightning, his expression was blank, and his whole body was stiff.

Turning his head slowly, looking at the man standing beside him, he asked dryly:

"you……"

He took a deep breath: "You, why are you...?"

Ji Xuan squinted his eyes, and with a smile on his lips, he took up the conversation: "Why would I know?"

"After all, this is the first time you are alone with your mother..." He bent down, rubbed his chin on Ye Jia's shoulder affectionately, and said coquettishly, "I'm worried about my brother."

Mother only called Ye Jia this time, deliberately excluding Ji Xuan, there must be some intention.

Especially since they are not entirely sure yet, whether mother really believed in ace's defection,

Therefore, in order to prevent his mother from suddenly getting into trouble, Ji Xuan did not intend to let Ye Jia go to the capital alone to face his mother—he healed the wound on Ye Jia's neck while secretly leaving a few drops of blood, and through the ability of the blood gu fish , to monitor the meeting from a distance, in case things go wrong.

did not expect……

He could actually hear what the other party said... such words.

Across the blurred blood mirror, Ji Xuan's body and mind were shocked, his mind went blank, he could only hear the other party's voice clearly ringing in his ears through a long distance, every word was knocked down heavily, It made him dizzy.

My brother said... I like it.

Love.

He felt some kind of strange emotion surge and swell in his silent and cold chest, like a crazily growing weed, as if it was about to break through the restraint of his ribs and wrap around his throat and heart, bringing a strange and unfamiliar terrible pain.

Something is out of control.

As a ghost, Ji Xuan Mingming no longer needs to breathe, but for some reason, a dizzy feeling of suffocation overwhelmingly presses on him.

The sense of joy that suddenly exploded in his mind was so strong that it almost terrified him.

Even though Ji Xuan knew very well that the other party said this to deceive his mother, he still couldn't control his instinctive emotional reaction.

More pleasurable than flirting, deeper than pain.

Ji Xuan lowered his eyes, staring at the young man in his arms.

The other party's body was as cold as his own, but it made him almost hallucinately warm.

He raised his lips, lowered his head and rubbed against Ye Jia's ear, and said in a low voice:

"...I am very happy."

Even knowing that this is just a stopgap measure, he still...

Very happy.

With the cold and soft touch passing by his ears, the other party's voice rang in Ye Jia's ears like a thunderbolt on the ground, waking him up from the sluggish state where his whole body was stiff and his mind was blank.

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Ye Jia jumped three feet high.

This instinctive stress response, even Ji Xuan didn't hold him down.

Ye Jia angrily gave Ji Xuan an elbow, broke free from the opponent's embrace, then turned his head and stared at him in disbelief:

"you……"

He stared at the innocent man in front of him, his lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't utter a single syllable for a long time.

Hold.

Ye Jia took a deep breath, forced the words back into his throat, and finally gave Ji Xuan a vicious look, then turned around suddenly with a gloomy face, and walked forward quickly.

Ji Xuan thoughtfully touched his abdomen.

Compared with the actual beating before, the opponent's blow just now was light and flustered, and he didn't even bring much strength.

He raised his head and stared at the rapidly shrinking back of the other party.

No matter how you look at it, there is a feeling of fleeing.

Ji Xuan narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, the scarlet eyeballs shone with pleasure under the long eyelashes, and he raised the corners of his lips indistinctly.

It seems that what the other party said earlier may not be 100% false and staged.

The smile on his lips deepened a little, and he quickly chased after him, with a slightly prolonged ending:

"Brother, wait for me."

·

The edge of m city.

Blast walked alone towards the ruins of the city shrouded in clouds and blood. His whereabouts were very restrained and secretive, and his figure was light, almost completely blending into the surrounding darkness. He did not directly move towards the wall where the civilians had been evacuated earlier. The big hole went forward, but a roundabout detour, twists and turns approached.

Along the way, he was very careful about the use of his abilities.

Firelight represents brightness. Although it can protect itself, it will also lead to the exposure of whereabouts.

Blast stepped over the gap in the wall nimbly, like a shadow, sneaked into the city quietly.

The previous distress and panic screams have long been blown away by the new wind, and the ground full of ruins is full of large and small cracks. It seems that the bloody smell of that night still remains in the air, which is so sticky that it is almost impossible to breathe. .

According to memory, he quickly came to the gap where Wei Yue fell.

The chunks of flesh wriggling under the ground that day had disappeared without knowing when, and there was a stale and foul smell coming from the endless darkness, and there were faint traces of blood on the pitted rock walls. There is almost no end in sight.

Blast lowered his head, staring fixedly at the abyss below.

He still remembered what Chen Qingye said when he found him before he left:

"...Even if you can't find Wei Yueyue's body, it doesn't mean your guess has been confirmed. Do you know this?"

Not to mention that there are mother's limbs under some gaps, once they fall in, they will be swallowed. Even if they are not eaten by mother, there are too many ghosts in M ​​City, and it is not impossible for all the bones to be swallowed to disappear. thing -

Blast let out a heavy "hmm", and swung the backpack onto his back.

He knew that it was very unlikely that he could get a definite answer on his trip—but he had to go.

He had to see Wei Yueyue's body with his own eyes.

Blast slowly took a deep breath, carefully jumped down the rock wall, and dived deeper little by little.

The further down, the narrower.

The air was turbid, and the walls on both sides seemed to be shrinking little by little as if they wanted to crush him.

blast jumps from one landing point to the next.

He could see broken cement slabs, twisted steel bars, broken stones, and many mutilated human bodies.

Blast searched patiently.

He turned over each corpse, looking for that familiar face.

Not this one.

Neither is this one.

Not here, not there.

Before he knew it, he had dived very deep.

Unexpectedly, the rock wall that had been tightening suddenly became wider.

The pebbles under his feet fell down and hit the ground, making a crackling and hollow sound.

It actually... fell into place?

Blast was slightly taken aback.

He raised his hand, and carefully raised a cluster of flames from his fingertips, illuminating the place below.

Indeed, in the depths of the gap, there is a long passage with no end in sight.

blast jumped from above,

The passage was not too narrow, the rock wall was wet, exuding a damp and foul smell, and mutilated bones and half-rotten limbs were scattered everywhere.

Blast frowned slightly, and walked forward along the passage.

The terrain here is very complicated, and the narrow passages are connected to each other and extend in all directions.

There were loud voices in the distance.

"... Hurry up, dig in!"

The voice laughed cruelly, accompanied by the sound of whips whizzing through the air, and the painful and tragic wailing echoed in the narrow passage:

"Those who are lazy will be eaten, hahahahahaha!"

Blast was slightly taken aback.

He remembered the topic Wu Su and Chen Qingye talked about on the day they evacuated City M——

They figured that if Mother gave humans a one-month deadline for a reason, and she wouldn't be merciful, then something must be preventing her from launching a full-scale aggression.

Is it...

Is it related to the scene in front of you?

Blast didn't hide his aura very skillfully. Although he couldn't keep up with Ace in this aspect, it was more than enough for the ghosts who were fooling around.

He slowly approached the direction of the sound.

I saw a burly, white-skinned ghost standing at the end of the passage, holding a huge iron whip. The iron whip was covered with thorns, which looked extremely terrifying.

In front of it was a series of ghosts tied up with steel chains. They all had miserable faces, trembling under the majesty of the tall ghost, and digging down with all their strength.

Blast noticed that although they had the unique yin and death energy of ghosts, they were all relatively weak.

strangeness.

Logically speaking, no matter how weak a ghost is, since it can possess a body, the breath on its body should not be so weak.

Most importantly... what are they digging?

Blast narrowed his eyes slightly, and approached from the side.

At this time, he suddenly saw in a trance that the face of one of them was very familiar.

Blast was startled.

In an instant, the forgotten image flashed through his mind, making him stiff.

That one used to be, an employee of the Supernatural Administration, they passed by in the corridors of the Administration, and they also appeared in previous missions to rescue civilians, but died in the process of fighting the ghost .

Only then did Blast notice that these ghosts were all wearing civilian clothes.

He was shocked immediately.

These people... are not weak ghosts who came out of the game, but—

A human soul transformed into a ghost.

While Blast was stunned, there was sudden confusion not far away.

I only heard a huge sound suddenly exploded in front of me. The sound seemed to come from the depths of the ground, echoing between the ground and the wall like thunder. Blast felt the ground under his feet tremble crazily. A strange sound erupted from under the ground, and he had to raise his hands to support the wall, so that he could barely stabilize his figure and not be shaken above the ground.

That voice... seemed to be the wail and cry of countless innocent souls, darkly surging in all directions, making one feel a little creepy.

In the next second, a dark and viscous liquid suddenly gushed out of the underground tunnel dug by many ghosts ahead.

The liquid seemed to be alive, with tentacles protruding out without warning, blurred faces of human beings protruding from the liquid, those faces were ferocious and terrifying, as if they were enduring incomparable crying and screaming silently .

Blast was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe.

His eyes widened in horror.

The malice floating in the air is the only horror he has seen in this life, so thick that it seems to be able to turn into substance, giving him the illusion that he will also be corrupted.

The black liquid clings to the souls of those humans like pitch, engulfing them in it.

The ghosts wailed, screamed, and struggled, but they couldn't get rid of the wrapping and restraint of that thing at all. They could only be dragged into it alive and become a part of the viscous malice.

The blue-faced ghost had already backed away.

Holding an iron whip, it stood high on the top of one of the tunnels, and let out a piercing and sharp laugh, as if it was very happy with the tragedy in front of it.

"Okay, it's done here."

Li Gui turned around and stepped on the ground with his heavy body, causing the entire tunnel to vibrate slightly.

The little pebbles fell down, and the pitch-black liquid surface that had gradually stabilized fluctuated accordingly, and the screaming human face could still be vaguely seen inside.

"...It's time for the next one."

Li Gui's voice was rough, and the voice of mumbling to himself echoed under the empty ground.

Blast forced himself to look away from the viscous liquid surface—the instinct honed in years of fighting told him that he must never touch these things.

He raised his head, looked at the back of the burly ghost that was slowly disappearing from the tunnel in the distance, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

After a few seconds.

Blast took a deep breath and followed secretly.

·

After saying goodbye to his mother, Ji Xuan and Ye Jia came to the location of a property under his name.

Although the scope of my mother's peeping is very wide, this place happens to be in one of the blind spots that she cannot perceive.

Ye Jia turned to look at Ji Xuan: "Did you already think of this day when you bought these places?"

Ji Xuan shrugged: "Of course."

He raised his hand and pushed the door open.

"After all, I always have to be prepared."

"Which two hands?" Ye Jia walked in after him, and asked casually, "Can the door be opened?"

Ji Xuan: "No."

He turned his head and looked at Ye Jia seriously: "Do you want to be a human or a ghost?"

Ye Jia was stunned.

He took a fixed look at Ji Xuan, and snorted lightly: "Slick tongue."

Ji Xuan was not annoyed either.

He curled his lips into a smile, as if he enjoyed it very much, and asked, "Do you like it, brother?"

This sentence is a double entendre.

Ye Jia withdrew his gaze coldly: "No."

Ji Xuan sighed with some regret.

It's more interesting to see my brother's slightly bewildered look just now - he really likes to see other emotions on the other side's face other than calmness, but unfortunately this kind of situation is too rare.

Suddenly, Ji Xuan raised his eyes, looked at a corner not far away, narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"come out."

Ye Jia turned his head and looked in that direction.

He raised his eyebrows: "Ami?"

Now, I can't hide it even if I want to.

As a last resort, the shadow ghost's figure slowly emerged in midair.

Actually...it came this time to report the progress of its mission to the king.

But what I didn't expect was that just after arriving, it met the "person" it least wanted to see for the time being.

The culprit who made his worldview collapse.

The shadow ghost stood there stiffly, neither advancing nor retreating, looking at Ji Xuan for a while, and Ye Jia for a while, feeling that his internal organs that did not exist were knotted together, until Ji Xuan called out, It had no choice but to show its figure.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Shadow Ghost's fuzzy face was tangled up, looking very weird and funny.

"Is it done?" Ji Xuan asked lightly.

Shadow Ghost hurried forward: "Yes... yes!"

Ye Jia sat relaxed on the sofa behind him, with his back slightly leaned back, a pair of scarlet eyes half closed, hidden under the long eyelashes, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression: "You told Ami to do what?"

Ji Xuan sat down next to Ye Jia.

He naturally leaned over, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, just put some of my subordinates in the mother's camp."

His posture was very casual and intimate, without any sense of disobedience, as if he should have done so.

Ye Jia frowned and stepped aside: "It's squeezed to death."

"Is there?" Ji Xuan said shamelessly without changing his face, "Why don't I think so?"

Shadow Ghost: "..."

I shouldn't be here.

I should be under the car.

Ji Xuan looked up at the shadow ghost who was still standing in front of him blankly, and frowned: "What are you still doing here?"

Shadow Ghost: "........."

Do you think I want to! ! ! !

Ami, who was stuffed with dog food and choked with gas, turned around disheveledly.

"Bye." Ye Jia waved his hand.

Ami waved her hand habitually: "Goodbye..." Aye.

...Wait, Aye.

Ah Ye is an ace.

That hateful and terrifying human being, a scumbag who always abandons him.

A Mi felt that her internal organs were twisted into lumps again, her left foot tripped over her right foot, almost fell herself, and then rushed out in a hurry.

The culprit, Ye Jia, blinked and looked at the back of the other party with a strange posture inexplicably:

"Don't you think Ami is a bit weird?"

Ji Xuan said absently, "No."

Taking advantage of the other party's distraction, Ji Xuan leaned towards Ye Jia's direction without any trace, and stuck to his body stickyly again.

Ye Jia frowned, not aware of the other party's small movements: "Are you sure?"

Ji Xuan stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Jia's waist.

He nodded with a straight face:

"determine."

When Ye Jia came back to his senses, the other party had already stuck to his body like a dog's skin plaster.

Ye Jia: "..."

my day.

He took a deep breath slowly, raised his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said under pressure, "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

Ye Jia didn't want to have this kind of unnutritious conversation with the other party anymore.

Every time he gets caught in it.

Ye Jia gritted his teeth and said, "Are you young or not?"

In the next second, the tall body next to him suddenly shrank.

The little boy tightly hugged the young man's arm, with a pale and beautiful face upturned, a pair of ruby-like eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and a childish voice coquettishly said:

"Not childish."

Ye Jia: "..."

……Just kill me.

Why on earth is this ghost so difficult to deal with?

In the end, Ye Jia forcibly pulled his hand out of the opponent's embrace.

Looking at the disappointed little face of the other party, he said that he was not soft-hearted at all - but he did not carry out the plan he had already made in his heart:

Get up off the couch and move away from this clingy guy.

Ji Xuan raised his face and looked at Ye Jia who was sitting next to him. Where the other party couldn't see, his eyes flashed a glimmer of success in his plan.

After breaking away from the other party's commotion, Ye Jia remembered his purpose of looking for Ji Xuan in the first place.

"That's right," he said while raising his hand, his cold and pale fingertips slid across the air, and a scarlet crack opened: "This..."

From the gap, the little black hand crawled out first.

Ye Jia: "..."

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "..."

Under the oppressive cold gaze of the other party, Xiao Hei's hands trembled all over, and he shrank subconsciously towards Ye Jia's side.

Ye Jia: "...What are you doing out here?"

小黑手哀怨地说道：“呜呜呜呜小说看完了，里面也没有bsp;叶迦：“外面也没有市被母亲占领之后，里面的所有基础电力设施都停止运行了，包括所有的网络基站。

"What?!" The little black hand was startled, looking up at Ye Jia in disbelief.

But in the next second, it suddenly saw the scarlet pupils of the other party, trembled all of a sudden, and stammered: "You, you——"

and many more……

How long did I stay in the ghostly creature? ! ! !

Why is the world changing so much, it can't keep up at all! ! ! !

Looking at the little black hand in front of him in a mess, Ye Jia said calmly: "Oh, yes, now I'm a ghost."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Ye Jia: "Mother has come out."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Ye Jia: "She is now going to occupy the human world and destroy all human beings."

Little Black Hand: "........."

Ye Jia: "Okay, that's about what happened recently, you can go back now."

After finishing speaking, he ruthlessly grabbed the little black hand and stuffed it back into his ghost.

Little Black Hand: "Wait, wait!"

Ye Jia paused: "What?"

The little black hand hesitated for a moment: "That...human beings, can they not perish?"

It crawled on the edge of Yejia's ghost, and asked questions cautiously.

Ye Jia was a little surprised: "Huh? Why?"

"Humans are actually pretty good, right?" Little Black Hand didn't know Ye Jia's current camp, so he had to rack his brains and stammered, "Although you are a ghost now, look, they have bsp ; Cheng Cezhi, Wei Yuechu, Chen Qingye...

All very friendly.

It asked pitifully: "Can you talk to your mother? Let's get along well?"

Ye Jia's expression softened slightly.

He smiled: "I'll try."

Little Black Hand: "!"

Before it was happy, Ye Jia raised his hand to grab its body, then forced it back, and said indifferently:

"Bye-Bye."

Little Black Hand: "..."

Although he has become a ghost, this man is really as hateful as before.

Ji Xuan: "So... this is what you want to show me?"

Ye Jia: "...No."

He opened the ghost beast, and took out the notebook that still had black and red blood clots on the cover.

Ji Xuan frowned: "What is this?"

Ye Jia paused: "At this time, the former director of the Supernatural Administration Bureau hid the notes."

—Hiding in his own sarcoma-ridden body.

"The door opened once more than 30 years ago and he was the one who opened it," he said.

Ji Xuan nodded thoughtfully: "...so that's the case."

Since the two of them acted separately that day, he actually didn't know about the conversation that happened on the fifth underground floor, and Ye Jia didn't have the opportunity to tell the truth about it later.

However, now is not the time to go into details.

Ye Jia took a deep breath, shook the notebook lightly, and patted off the dried meat on it:

"Obviously, during all these years of being locked up in prison, he still hasn't given up on continuing to study things related to his mother, so I think there should be a lot of information that we can use."

He raised his eyes and looked at Ji Xuan: "Maybe it will be a turning point."