Ji Xuan quickly pulled away from the illusion created by Jingling.
The scene around him was the same as before he closed his eyes.
A gloomy ghost shrouded the entire room, and the two weak humans were clinging to the corner of the wall in horror, their faces pale and distorted due to the erosion of ghost 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 rested on his shoulders, and the jet-black and silky hair came out from under the hood, and the tip of the exposed chin was pale and delicate. There is a hint of unkind indifference.
Heartwarming.
Ji Xuan sighed silently and regretfully.
- The speed of time passing in the illusion space created by the mirror spirit is different from that in real life. They stayed in the illusion for three whole days, but only a few minutes passed in the real world.
In this way, the other party will wake up soon.
Ji Xuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the broken mirror on the ground, and a dim light flashed from the bottom of his eyes.
It seems... my brother doesn't like the perfect world solution very much.
But it doesn't matter, he has time, and sooner or later, he will be able to create a perfect ending that belongs to two people with his own hands.
Ji Xuan hooked his lips and gently placed a kiss on the sleepy young man's forehead.
He flattened Ye Jia back on the ground, then stood up, and walked towards the two people who had been terrified.
Dong Gua shivered and hid back, but his back was firmly against the wall, and there was no more room to retreat.
With a pale face, he looked at the man who was gradually approaching him—the man's powerful presence was oppressed, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
It's over, it's over, it's over...
Dong Gu murmured in his heart.
However, what he didn't expect was that 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 he kills you here, he will realize that I have been here."
The two did not dare to express their anger, shivering in fear, waiting for the judgment of fate.
Ji Xuan asked with a smile but not a smile:
"So, you'll keep it a secret for me, right?"
Dong Gua breathed slightly, like a drowning man who caught a life-saving straw, and stammered: "I... I promise, I won't... I won't say a word..."
Another lanky man also hurriedly swore an oath.
The next second, their voices froze for a moment at the same time.
Somewhere, it seemed that some rule had taken effect, and that weird feeling came to them, making them instinctively realize that if they violated this oath, something terrible would happen to them.
The two hurriedly glanced at each other in a panic, and almost immediately understood at the moment of eye contact that it was not an illusion.
Ji Xuan nodded in satisfaction.
"But..." he said, as if suddenly remembering something.
With the slightly elongated tail sound, the pair of scarlet pupils turned, and the cold gaze fell on the tall and thin body:
"You're different."
Recalling what he saw in the water mirror, the blood around Ji Xuan's body gradually thickened.
Although the expression didn't change much, the unpredictable expression made people feel more instinctively fearful and terrified.
He casually raised his finger.
A ray of scarlet light and shadow fell on the tall and thin body in an instant, as if alive, and drilled into the depths of his body.
! ! !
The tall and thin man suddenly widened his eyes, the turbid eyes were bloodshot, and an 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 fantasy.
The crescent-like blade droops down, reflecting the bright white light.
The young man walked forward step by step, and the scarlet blood spread with his steps. Any place touched by the ghost beetle seemed to be corroded by strong acid, quickly twisted, shrunken, shattered, and turned into pitch black. The smoke and dust flew up slowly.
Floors, buildings, roads, sky—
All that was covered seemed to be shattered by some terrible force, and vanished, leaving nothing but icy nothingness.
Under the background of a black and blood red patch, the young man's figure is like a sharp silhouette, cutting the whole world abruptly.
The knife light flickered, drawing a huge arc, cutting the outline of the interface between void and fantasy.
As if destroying the knuckles and pulling the rotten, everything is quickly annihilated.
Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations in the area ahead that had not been eroded.
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 outside so late?" Liu Zhaocheng frowned: "I have to go to work tomorrow."
Ji Xuan slowly took a step forward.
His face was calm and gentle, and his dark eyes flashed with concern.
He said, "Senior, it's been so long, don't you want to catch up with me?"
"We used to be such good friends." Ji Xuan smiled slightly: "I will never be your enemy."
Ye Jia's eyes swept across those illusions indifferently.
The sea of blood roared behind him, rushing mercilessly.
Those shattered images were quickly swallowed.
"...Xiao Jia."
At this moment, a soft sigh sounded from another direction.
Ye Jia's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look in the direction from which the voice came.
His mother looked at him from a distance.
The wrinkles on her face and the silver hair on her temples had disappeared, and she was wearing a light yellow dress with her favorite pearl necklace around her neck. Her long hair was pulled up high, looking elegant and beautiful.
She smiled quietly.
It looked... exactly the same as the night before her death.
Ye Jia looked at her expressionlessly, his fingers gripping the hilt of the sickle slightly tightened.
The mother smiled tenderly and slowly extended 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 in the same place, with a dark emotion rolling in the depths of his light-colored eyes, like the turbulent clouds in the sky before the storm.
He chuckled lightly:
"Unrepentant."
Ye Jia took a step forward slowly, his voice still calm and unwavering: "Do you know how many dungeon bosses have played this trick in the game?"
He asked casually, "Do you know how I do it?"
In the game, ordinary ghosts only seek the satisfaction of slaughter 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 heart, and even move his dead mother out...
- would turn this into a personal vendetta.
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 it was no longer bound, and swelled wildly, drowning the entire world suddenly.
A scream sounded from a distance.
A transparent long snake flashing with colorful patterns emerged: "Ahhhh!"
After being forced to reveal her figure, Jingling realized at this moment that she had miscalculated.
Originally, after being caught by that terrifying monster, it thought that it was going to end, but it didn't expect that the other party just said a few inexplicable words, and then lightly let it go.
Although Jingling doesn't know what happened between them, there is one thing it is very sure of.
No matter what he was going to do, that mighty terrifying being was not ready to intervene.
So Jing Ling began to be reckless.
Although it has heard of ace's reputation and knows that this person is not easy to mess with, it also smells the powerful and attractive dark fragrance emanating from this person, tempting it to take risks.
After all... no matter how magical it is, ace is still a human being.
As long as it is human, it will have weaknesses and desires, and it is a creature that breeds in desire, and as long as it is given time, it can take the soul and strength of this human being for itself.
But who would have thought... I really kicked the iron plate this time.
Its eyes turned cunningly, and then it began to beg for mercy: "Big brother, forgive me! I don't dare! I don't dare!"
Ye Jia looked down at it indifferently.
His eyes were cold and distant, condescending, as if he had just swept the inconspicuous dust under his feet.
Jing Ling made a "crack" in her heart, and an ominous premonition came to her mind.
- This person does not seem to be the type to be confused by words.
It shivered instinctively, then turned and started running away.
But before it could take a few steps, the thick blood on the ground rushed forward layer by layer as if it had consciousness, covering it tightly.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"
Painful and tragic screams resounded throughout the world covered in darkness and blood red.
The Mirror Spirit tumbled violently in the sea of blood, and the slender body seemed to have suffered some kind of inhuman torture, shrunken and taut, twisted into a weird shape, and a shrill scream came from its mouth - pain, It was so painful, it had never experienced such a terrifying feeling. When the pain was so intense, the term pain itself seemed to lose its meaning. It was struggling on the brink of collapse, tortured to death by the precisely controlled pain. It was as if the body and soul had been dissected alive, and all the sensations had been magnified a hundredfold.
For the first time, emotions of regret and fear were bred in its heart.
And Ye Jia just stood aside and listened calmly, as if he was appreciating some kind of beautiful melody. Those light-colored eyes were half-squinted, and under the reflection of the blood in the back, it was cruel and frightening. .
After a long time, the miserable mourning seemed to have become the background sound.
Ye Jia seemed to be finally tired of this, and the blood-colored ghost creature slowly retreated under his control.
The blade of the sickle moved slightly, suspended above Jingling's body, and it seemed that it would fall immediately in the next second, completely killing the opponent.
"You, you think you have strong willpower, don't you?"
The transparent snake, lying on the ground in a twisted posture, with its triangular head raised, its transparent eyes shining viciously and madly, hissed, "...all I can reflect, it's all The truest desires of your own heart."
"You are very strong, you can choose this method to force me out from the beginning, right?" Jingling smiled bitterly: "But you didn't, you chose to stay here for three days, didn't you? These few days what are you thinking about?"
It knows that it cannot escape.
So... even if you want to hurt yourself a thousand times, it has to make the other party feel the same amount of pain!
Jingling's mouth opened, and the transparent snake letter spit out, as if licking the taste of the other party's emotions, it smiled grimly: "In a secret corner of your heart, don't these thoughts ever occur once? Has it ever popped up?—If only it hadn’t happened, if only it had been true—”
"How did you feel when you surrendered to your own desires and lived a life you could never have for three days? Satisfied? Despair?"
It laughed uncontrollably, with an undisguised malice in its voice:
"Who would have thought that the famous ace, the most irresistible and the most buried wish, is to be an ordinary and insignificant ordinary person!"
Ye Jia's eyes lowered.
He looked as usual, as if he had long been used to keeping all his emotions tightly hidden under a perfect and hard mask.
"...Yeah." 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, with oil, rice, firewood, and salt, life is filled with busy and trivial things, and the days slip away from the fingertips like flowing water, so calm that people can hardly notice the passage of time.
-Until the gray hair grows and fades away.
What a peaceful and boring life.
But for him, how...
Alluring.
- So seductive that even if you know that everything is an illusion, you can't control the needless extravagance.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes, and the sharp blade cut diagonally down without hesitation.
The cold light flickered silently and ended the life of the mirror spirit in an instant.
The hand raised the knife and fell, and the illusion around him was like an unbalanced domino, and began to fall apart quickly.
The phantom of the scythe disappeared in his hands.
Ye Jia stood alone at the junction of darkness and blood, and the slender figure seemed extraordinarily lonely.
His voice was very light, as if it was swallowed up by the wind the moment he exited:
"Fakes are always fakes."
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 climbed up little by little.
From the moment he woke up, the out-of-control ghost energy around him returned to his body like a beast on a neck rope.
The surrounding icy temperature began to rise, and the light gradually brightened.
The ghostly aura that was so strong that it could almost kill you gradually dissipated, and the small room slowly returned to its original appearance.
Ye Jia rubbed his temples and felt 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. The two seemed to be frightened. They were shivering against the wall behind them, staring at them with frightened eyes. With Ye Jia lying on the ground.
"... Mirror Spirit?" Ye Jia was expressionless: "Thank you, you can figure it out."
Dong Gu struggled to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother ace, all this was done by that skinny guy, it's none of my business!"
He leaned against the wall, stood up tremblingly, and said diligently, "I, I apologize! Immediately, immediately surrender!"
It's a good confession too.
"What about you?" Ye Jia narrowed his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.
Dong Gu hurriedly said: "Of course, all of them are handed in! Including my account book, as well as 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! Cooperate."
Ye Jia's eyes fell on the other tall and thin body, and his brows were slightly wrinkled: "What about him?"
That lanky figure... looks a little weird.
Dong Gu hurriedly laughed: "He is the same! He is the same!"
He kicked the other party and said half-truly, "This man is timid, he was frightened by you just now, it should take a while to recover."
- Or slow down.
The intuition and instinct learned from the game told Dong Gu that it is best not to let the young man in front of him know what happened just now, otherwise the price may be unbearable for him.
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Dong Gu Zhitian swears that he will actively cooperate with the Administration's investigation, and that he will help deal with other cursed items that may flow out of the game - going through fire and water, and will not hesitate.
After watching the other party's dwarf melon-like figure disappear into the gate of the Supernatural Administration, Ye Jia really believed in the other party's sincerity in surrendering himself.
... it's really weird.
Although Ye Jia has long been aware of Dong Gu's ability to steer the boat and push the boat with the wind, he really did not expect such an earth-shaking change in his attitude before and after.
in the corner outside the building.
The young man wearing a hood stood quietly in the darkness, his slender and tall figure almost blending with the shadows around him.
Ye Jia looked at the door of the Supernatural Administration not far away, and a complicated look flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He may not have realized it all along—or realized it, but was reluctant to admit it:
Since he cleared the game, all the efforts and attempts Ye Jia made were all imitations of the life he imagined as "an ordinary person".
Clumsy, difficult, and failing, but he never tires of it.
If it wasn't for an accident, maybe in a few years, or a dozen years later, Ye Jia would really get what he wanted, and finally get the tranquility and ordinary that he dreamed of.
But the reality is so cruel.
After he thought he had successfully escaped, those deliberately forgotten pasts were still with him.
The game crashed, the gates of hell opened, and the ghosts, monsters... and even acquaintances that he thought he would never see again appeared in front of him one by one again, and they screamed and tried to pull him back again. To the nightmare of the past, whispering in his ear—
Nothing is over.
You are one of us.
Don't think that you can pretend to have forgotten everything by putting on that false human skin.
Stop dreaming.
The illusory tranquility is like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, which can only be seen from a distance, but can never be touched - he is now beginning to gradually understand this truth.
Ye Jia lowered his eyes.
He still remembers how flustered he was when he was just pulled into the game, struggling to survive in the 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 eyes flashed with a cold and hard shimmer of metal. He fixedly looked at the sky in the distance, and the heavy clouds that slowly gathered were reflected in the depths of his eyes. The mountain and rain that came poured down heavily on the city, declaring war on the world.
He couldn't realize more clearly that his current peaceful life was in turmoil, and if he let it go, it would soon disappear.
- Since you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it.
Ye Jia raised his hand, and his fair and slender fingers pulled the hood down and pressed down, shadows covering his instantly cold brows and eyes.
It's just going back to the 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 from the sky in the world.
While he was busy looking up the cursed item in the library, a squat man pushed open the door of the Occult Authority.
He held a huge cardboard box in his arms, filled with all kinds of cursed objects.
"My name is Dong Gu." Dwarf Melon 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 used to do some dirty work by taking advantage of his ability not to be afraid of curses. Although he washed his hands later, as an old fritter in the game, Wu Su doesn't think this person would be any good. generation.
Wu Su immediately became vigilant and rushed to the interrogation room as quickly as possible.
What he never dreamed was...
The other party actually came from behind.
Looking at Dong Gua obediently handing in the address, 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 purchaser's information record. , Wu Su felt a little unreal.
Just, that's it?
Don't you even deal with them...?
It's that simple?
Just when Wu Su was in a trance, Dong Gu seemed to suddenly notice the gaze he cast.
He raised his chubby, shrewd-looking 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 let me pass it on to you."
Dong Gu's voice was not high, but it exploded in Wu Su's ears like thunder:
"He wants to talk to you."
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