After an Infinite Flow Player Retires - Chapitre 95

one day ago.

“Two hundred thousand souls…”

The shadow ghost followed behind Ji Xuan, drifting forward silently.

Under its floating feet, there was a pitch-black ground. The flesh and blood on it dried up and solidified layer by layer, and was again poured with viscous blood plasma. It was almost impossible to distinguish the color and appearance of the past.

It is still meditating.

Two hundred thousand souls is an extremely large amount, even for high-level ghosts.

How can we get so many souls without killing people?

A-mi couldn’t figure it out.

It didn’t realize that it was murmuring inadvertently.

Ji Xuan did not answer either, just turned his head and glanced at it casually: “How did I explain your business?”

Ami was taken aback, and suddenly came back to her senses: “Wang…Wang, Je suis prêt!”

——The ghosts and monsters were not of the same mind from the beginning.

In order to ensure the operation of the game, the mother will rarely appear in the game, she is too strong, any excessive action will interfere with the implementation of the plan.

Before the door between the real world and the game was opened, only a very small number of high-level ghosts knew about the existence of the mother.

For most low-level ghosts, their familiarity with the term “mère” is comparable to that of humans. It was after the gate of M City was opened that they suddenly realized the existence of this terrible dominator.

For some ghosts and monsters, some are even more accustomed to coexisting with humans instead of being controlled and ruled by a terrifying monster with an iron fist.

pourtant, afraid of the mother’s power, no Li Gui dared to show rejection and resistance.

The submerged and suppressed complaint does not mean that it does not exist, but will be spawned and grown in silence.

Pendant cette période, the work that Ji Xuan’s men did was very simple, C'est–

Arch fire.

Mother and the high-level ghosts around her instinctively ignore those weak ghosts. Après tout, the level gap between ghosts is almost insurmountable. What is the need to pay attention to the bugs that can be killed by the little finger? pourtant, these weak and neglected ghosts are the most numerous. They are hidden in the gloomy cracks and under the steps, almost all over the world.

These ghosts cannot constitute combat power, but what they represent behind them is a huge intelligence network.

The shadow ghost was originally a ghost born in darkness and shadow. In terms of hiding its breath, it can even hide from its mother’s eyes, making it the best candidate for this task.

“Ça arrive.” The Shadow Ghost said, turning sideways.

A ghost stepped forward tremblingly, its jelly-like body swayed along with its steps, and the four or five faces on its head were all anxious:

“……King.”

It lowered its head in horror, and its translucent swaying belly almost dropped to the ground.

The man’s calm voice came from above his head: “Raise your head.”

The jelly ghost carefully raised his face and looked towards the other person. The man’s scarlet eyes were drooping, like a cold and cruel sea of ​​blood contained in the depths of his pupils. Those eyes that were identical to those of his mother made it instinctively frightened and scared. Trembling–

But it is very clear that only the other party can guarantee his current safety.

After the human being able to use fire forcibly broke into the city of m, basically all the ghosts who chased the past were wiped out, and only it escaped.

It tremblingly hides in the corner, knowing that its life is unsafe.

Until the shadow ghost came over and asked it a question:

“Pensez-vous, if your mother knew that you had neglected your duty and put humans into the city, or even deep into the underground passage, how would she treat you?”

Par conséquent, it has only one way to go.

Immédiatement après, it was arranged into the team closest to its mother.

It clearly saw the brutal side of its mother as the dominator there. It filled that huge pool of blood, not only human corpses, but also ghosts and monsters, even for no reason, they were divided and thrown away. Into it.

Quoi de plus… it has now got an almost impossible task.

Li Gui knew very well that Ji Xuan was his only option to survive, et…

“Have you thought about it?” The man’s voice was very calm and unpredictable.

Li Gui lowered his body deeply: “I obey your instructions.”

…Et, plus important encore, it doesn’t think whether their weak ghosts will have room to survive after releasing their mother from the other side.

“Très bien.” Ji Xuan said.

He lowered his eyes and said, “Tell me all the information related to the blood sacrificial pond.”

“Oui.” The other party lowered his body and replied respectfully.

·

Bientôt, only Ji Xuan and Shadow Ghost were left in this wasteland.

The shadow ghost couldn’t hold back, et a demandé: “Wang…200,000 âmes, Qu'est-ce que tu vas faire?”

Ji Xuan glanced at it indifferently, and said in response to the question: “The soul needed by the blood sacrifice is actually the energy needed to open the door. It doesn’t matter whether it is a ghost or a human.”

The shadow ghost suddenly realized: “So you are going to use the ghost…”

“Non.” Ji Xuandao.

Shadow Ghost: “…Hein?”

The man raised his hand, his fingernails lightly scratched his wrists, the skin blossomed, and blue meridians were floating on his pale arms. A few drops of viscous blood slowly oozing out of the wound, drop by drop into the void before him. In the glass bottle that appeared, blood drops hit the bottom of the bottle, making a crisp and even sound.

The Shadow Ghost widened his eyes in shock, and took a step back abruptly.

It can smell… from the front, the rich smell that is so strong that almost all ghosts can go crazy, the fragrance of energy from the depths of the soul, hooks its instinctive appetite and desire.

Bientôt, the vial was filled, and then it was firmly plugged.

The breath finally disappeared.

The shadow ghost looked at Ji Xuan suspiciously: “Wang, cette, c'est…”

“Equivalent to the energy of two hundred thousand souls.” Ji Xuan raised his hand and gently wiped the wound on his fingertips, and the scars that could reach bones disappeared instantly.

His eyes drooped, and his bloodless face became three-pointers pale.

Ji Xuan raised his lips slightly: “This should be enough.”

The mother must open the door.

Both he and Ye Jia are part of the blood sacrifice. They are not only indispensable materials, but also raw materials that can be used for burning.

Alors maintenant, there are two hundred thousand souls missing in the blood sacrifice pool.

If there is one less introduction…

Dans ce cas, if the door is forcibly opened, there will only be one situation.

Backlash.

The mother was rejected by the rules and returned to the other side.

Ji Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the shadow ghost: “You can go to Ye Jia.”

“Quoi…what did I say?” The Shadow Ghost scratched his head blankly.

Ji Xuan: “Tell him that the soul problem has been resolved.”

All that needs to be done is left, only the last step is left-

How to hide from Ye Jia and get the other party’s blood.

mais……

Ji Xuan raised his head to look in the direction where the shadow ghost disappeared.

He admitted his cowardice.

·

Ji Xuan buried his head in the other’s arms, greedily sniffing the cold scent of the young man, tightening his arms, as if he would never be able to hold enough.

The body of the young man was as cold as him, but it was like a warm quagmire, pulling him to the depths, knowing that if he continued, he would only be invincible, but he was still uncontrollably indulged in it.

How close.

It was like a dream he had never had before, so false that it made him feel unreal.

There was a helpless voice from the young man above his head: “Just a moment.”

Don’t want to let go.

Don’t want to let go.

Ji Xuan heard a rumble in his mind.

He released his hand, leva la tête, et retroussa ses lèvres: “Is there a reward this time?”

The kiss printed on his forehead was soft and fast, like a soft and fragile soap bubble, which burst open with a “claquer” deep in his chest, holding him floating upwards, but cold and dark thoughts Wrapped around his ankles, pulling him down into the abyss.

Du sang.

No matter what method is used, deception or lie, he must get Ye Jia’s blood.

Doorway.

Ji Xuan licked the opponent’s lips, his sharp teeth cut through the opponent’s lips, and the tip of his tongue carefully rolled the blood into his mouth.

He carried out the plan calmly and calmly.

Mais, attendez une minute… attendez une minute.

Ji Xuan knew the source of his weakness.

He was afraid… the moment he saw the other person, he couldn’t restrain his fiery desire and attachment, and the paranoia of being together even if he fell into hell.

“After everything is over.”

Ji Xuan heard what the other party said.

C'est exact, after everything is over.

“That’s a deal.”

Ji Xuan looked deeply at the young man standing in front of him, as if he wanted to firmly burn the other side’s figure in his mind.

He never imagined…that the person who broke the “always in everything” vow first would actually be himself.

Ji Xuan laughed shortly:

“After everything is over.”

·

The puppeteer’s expression is particularly complicated: “…Es-tu sûr?”

Ji Xuan: “Bien sûr.”

The puppet master took a look at the man in front of him, and shook his head in confusion: “This is not like you, Ji Xuan.”

Li ghosts are selfish and selfish creatures who do everything to satisfy their own desires. The stronger the ghosts, the heavier their obsessions, and the other party would actually make such a decision for others… This is really incomprehensible.

Ji Xuan raised his hand, a drop of blood floating in the slender and pale palm, et dit calmement:

“Pour vous, if your mother doesn’t leave the real world, you have to hide here forever, n'est-ce pas?”

The puppeteer finally looked at him twice, et enfin, il a répondu:

“All right.”

He took the blood from Ji Xuan’s hand: “Give me some time.”

Après avoir fini de parler, the puppet master’s body shape disappeared into the ghost again.

Standing in the wasteland for a long time, Ji Xuan’s scarlet blood-like eyes settled in the distance. Dans ses yeux, paranoid desire and reason were fighting together, and his sharp fingertips were deeply embedded in the palm of his palm. The pain it brought was so minimal that he could hardly feel the slightest calmness.

The voice roared in his head.

Desire is whispering.

What about the subversion of the entire world? Isn’t that enough as long as they stay together forever?

Are you really willing?

Would you rather?

Ji Xuan’s pupils tightened and turned into a narrow gap, like the vertical pupil of a snake, shining with inhuman cruelty and bloodthirsty madness.

The youth’s face flashed before his eyes.

Dans l'obscurité, the young man turned his head to look at him, star-like eyes reflecting the night sky and lights above his head.

Ji Xuan closed his eyes.

Oui.

Willingly.

À ce moment là, the shadow ghost came back and brought a big gift—a human being who was still struggling and trembling crazily.

Ji Xuan glanced at him lightly.

The past as a human being has no meaning to him. He can hardly recall what happened so long ago, but since Ye Jia gave it to him, it is also considered a gift.

When Ji Xuan was about to raise his hand to let the shadow ghost take him away and share it with other ghosts to torture him for fun, a blood-red moth flew towards him with its wings flapping in the distance.

He was taken aback.

Ji Xuan raised his hand, the moth fell on his cold and slender fingertips, and the tentacles on the top of his head trembled, seeming to be whispering something.

News from the intelligence network.

There was a change in the Supernatural Authority, and it seemed that it had begun to gather people… and ace was also there.

Ji Xuan was startled.

Is your brother going to do it?

pourtant, the other party did not reveal the slightest information to him…quel est le problème?

The man lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on his feet, the pale and distorted man’s face, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed with cruel and terrible expressions, but the voice was still flat.

He said to the shadow ghost: “Don’t send it over.”

Ji Xuan stepped forward unhurriedly, leaned down slightly, and saw his shrinking face in the opponent’s constricted pupils. The corners of his lips curled up, revealing a temperatureless smile:

“Let’s have a good chat.”

A terrible roar echoed in the **** terre en friche. The scream was extremely terrifying, as if it shouldn’t have appeared in this world, with astonishing fear and despair.

Je ne sais pas combien de temps ça a pris.

The screams stopped.

Ji Xuan wiped his blood-stained fingertips little by little, his gloomy pupils were half constricted, the emotions in his eyes were dark and unpredictable, and the whole person was enveloped in a dangerous atmosphere that was indistinguishable from happiness and anger.

Although the director general has never asked the whereabouts of the notebook from the former director, he has been continuing the relevant research for so many years. Although it is still not deep enough, he has touched the door.

Based on the information Ji Xuan knows now…

He was already able to roughly guess the intention of the other party.

Pain gnawed every bit of muscle and flesh in Ji Xuan’s body, and his heart was hit hard to open a gap, as if the opponent’s sickle passed through his chest again…

It was like being burned by the opponent’s warm palm in a dark school building.

The shadow ghost leaned forward cautiously: “Wang, Qu'est-ce que tu vas faire après?”

Ji Xuan: “No need to stop.”

He turned his head to look at the shadow ghost: “Remove the ghosts lurking near the blood sacrificial pond. Once you encounter an ambush, you don’t need to fight, and immediately report to your mother.”

“Oui.” The Shadow Ghost didn’t dare to ask more, bowed his head deeply and disappeared.

Ji Xuan lowered his head and spread out his palms.

The light-haired and light-eyed doll appeared in his palm, tilted his head and stared at him, holding a sickle in his small arm.

“Frère, you lied to me too.”

Il a baissé la tête, cherished a kiss on the top of the doll’s hair, and slightly raised his lips: “You love me.”

·

Ji Xuan dropped a pair of scarlet eyes, his gaze swept over the struggling, en colère, and roaring humans, and then retracted lightly.

The pool of the blood sacrifice in front of him glowed with a terrible gleam, gurgling and tumbling.

A huge hollow circle unfolded in the air, and viscous maliciousness poured down.

Ji Xuan stretched his hand to the doll with the breath of Ye Jia next to him, his eyes narrowed carelessly, and a smile appeared unmarked.

Frère, J'ai gagné.