After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Empty ...?

Ye Jia is within the cemetery.

His feet is like a rooted softer, soft and humid dirt, his eyes staring at the dusty bluestone board in front of it, and every word engraved in the top is very eye-catching, but the pen is interlaced. But it became a character that he was completely unrecognizable.

A chaotic in the mind.

"Yes!" The small black hand seems to be suddenly ignorant, saying: "Although the coffin is empty, what is the picture of the coffin on the bottom of the coffin ..."

Leygia seems to be awakened from the downturn.

He turned his head, a pair of firms fixed on a small black hand, the voice didn't know what to get started from what, almost could not hear the sound:

"……what?"

The small black hand was shocked by him, and the earth was shrinking back, and said:

"Just, one ..."

It's not a card left.

I saw a huge sickle in the palm of the youth. The sharp blade reflected the cold glare in the sun. His voice is low and dumb, as if restrained horrible , as if you want to explode Magma, is buried in thick ice:

"Step aside."

The small black hand is stiff, and the fastener is rolled out from the tombstone with the fastest speed fart, and then the farthest is retired.

 One second, the blade falls, the ground has already been cut into the blink of the soil layer, burying the soil and wet in the deep ground, and the soil is penetrated, and the surface The faded decayed coffin is exposed.

Youth cold pale fingers holding the sickle's long handle, the fingertips is flora, but there is no trembling.

Just like Thunderstorm Night, he slowed the blade into his father's chest.

Small black hand looks back to the  .

The young ridges are very straightforward, and they are settled in front of a wolf, and they are like a black silhouette that is cleaned and deeply embeds in front of the ridiculous background.

It is aware that the ground floating.

However, it is followed by an invisible force to take a small black hand back.

Small black hand, turned to see it.

The face-cold man is a pair of scarlet eyes, a dark stress falls, the small black hand suddenly, but the other side did not say, just rushing it shook his head, then recovered the sight, Look up again, look at the youth that stands not far from the youth, a pair of dark red pups are deeply sinking to unreasoning looks.

Ye Jiao slowly squatted in the coffin.

The coffin is not deep, almost the place where he reached out.

Ye Jia stretched out, the finger was short-lived in the half-air, then continued to extend forward, slowly put his hand on the coffin.

Then, only listening to "" "sounds, the surface of the wooden board cracks a flat and smooth incision, then breaks into several pieces, slipping in the coffin, revealing the empty rolling.

Sure enough, it is like a small black hand.

This is a empty.

Inside ... nothing.

Ya Jia's sight falls at the bottom of the coffin.

The dark brown line was hidden in the broken wood chip and the wooden block, and he recognized that it would be drawn from fresh blood.

Yafga looked up and opened the debris above and exposed the full pattern.

... is the old identity of the Super-Oil Authority.

However, compared to the pattern on the iron box installed with the eye, it seems to have added a lot of strokes. Some blanks are filled and make up, become more complete and huge, was applied with a dry blood. The bottom of the coffin.

Leyga will push the fingertips.

The blood of the age has already penetrated the decaying coffin, just touching, Ya Jia is clearly realized that this symbol is very old, almost the age of the coffin.

Don't you funeral, is it a empty nachel?

That ... what is his mother's body?

Yafga started slightly shudging in the fingertips on the coffin, and he took a deep breath and slowly took it back, and he was tightly punched in the side.

- No matter how , the super-illegal administration will not take off the system.

Among youth, the cold, the cold flame burns silent in the abyss of the quiet, just sputtering in the dark, there is no extra table on his face, but there is a horrible depression His eyes brewed.

Ye Jia is standing up.

This is, the sound of small black hands behind him: "Hey!"

He is slightly, and the twist looks back.

I saw that the small black hand floated in his direction, and fell into the coffin. It seems that it is serious about it. Then it's fond of it, slowly sinking deep.

One minute later.

A scream of scream came from the depth of the ground.

Ye Jia Yi,  Idea the previous step.

However, I haven't waited for him to do something. The small black hand's figure fled, and it was like a slap in the ground. It went to the edge of the coffin board, and said: ",  Face ...   ... "

Ye Jiamei eyes are slightly.

He reached out and pulled his small black from the ground.

Ye Jia looked up, the line of sight stayed on the coffin of the bluestone slate, and a vague sore was flashing in his eyes.

He recovered his sight and slowly lifted his hand and prepared to completely destroy the grave in front of him.

However,  a second, the wrist came back on a cold touch.

Ye Jia's slightly, turned to the body.

Xuan Xuan didn't know what to walk, standing side by side, the bones of his bones clasped the young bracers, with an unable to resist power to pull the direction behind him. His eyes slightly, the sound is calm and slow:

"I come."

 One second, the scarlet blood sea floats from the ground, put the coffin, the invisible force pushed the soil, almost turning between the earth, and the ground is in a deep pit. .

The mystery of Xuanben has no blood, but his face has no extra  .

Ye Jia did looked at him.

- Secrets hidden in the coffin must be related to the mother, and the other party does not vastly fight against the blood of the mother.

He has never been directly helpful for the help of Xuan Xuan, is also because

This is another ... why?

I didn't say anything, just step by step, let it come.

Ya Jia was recovered.

 , even if there is no small black hand, Ye Jia also knows that the territorial movement of the ground is.

When Xuan Xuan just did, it must not only remove the soil layer.

Even if you embrace dozens of meters, this kind of interest can not be completely concealed, it makes Ya Jia's unseen, and even the small black hand of the ghost is observed for a long time, it is not right. Note It must have been applied to other protection measures.

Leavegia placed in front of it, and went to the bottom of the abyss.

His pupil suddenly tightened.

The cold wind blows through his hair, brushed his cold sweaty forehead and back neck, a bird shocking in his bone blood, and the five organs seem to be twisted in an instant, and spread the venous bones.

The abyss, the dark and sticky waves roll.

Those who have almost no impurities slowly rushed from the depths of the ground, dispelled in the empty , the weeds on the ground were immediately withered, and the vitality was instantly snapped. The surrounding tomb is started to condense a layer. Layer of black fog.

Among the waves, a fuzzy face of a human blurred appeared, every face is painful, as if it is screaming, they struggled in the dark dark river, extending towards the sky The skinny hand, suffocating horrible, almost condensed into the entity, a fuzzy face called the scorpion dissipated in the air, and then pulled it again into the dark waves.

"This ... What is this?"

Ye Jiamai smashed his eyes and muttered.

The small black clenched his collar, trembled, and told Barbani: "You, do you still remember me before telling you, is it a malicious to pollute the soul, or even the ghost?"

Ye Jia Yi, turning towards the small black hand on the shoulders: "Do you say ...?"

The small black hand drilled his diamond toward Yafga, and he said:

"These ... all are all."

It is this, and the soil in the sludious is moved.

The nails scratched the sound of the coffin board, listened to the harsh and horrible, the rotted paled arms broke the wet soft soil, pulled out the broken, the broken body that was disabled, the broken hair was pulled out from half again The scalp on the skull is dropped, and the black painted eyes look at the only direction with the living people. It is struggling to explore the arms of Buchenon from the ground from the ground.

"what……"

"Ah ..."

It has been rubbed with the decayed vocal cord.

Ye Jiamai smashed his eyes, and the palm of the palm of the eyes was the cold light.

After all, he has seen a more horrible scene in the game, and this scene is not enough to be afraid.

"... Save me ..." The body of rot is □.

"  ..."

"Hearts ... Mom ..." The boy's body made a hoarse crying: "Black ..."

"Who can help me……"

Ye Jia lived.

These are not monsters.

Instead, the soul of the living person is bored on the body.

On the occasion of his gods, one of the corpse rotted fingers caught his trouser legs. The corrosion sounded, and the black fog spread from the place that was touched by the body. , Cut the fabric that is touched, the fabric is caused before falling on the ground, and a small piece of dirt is also eroded.

- This malicious or even sigh will be contaminated.

Ye Jia's eyebrows are slightly.

The small black hand clenched the colloys, and said: "How, what should I do?"

Ye Jia bite a tightness and did not answer.

The sickle is "tooth", but the front of the living is the soul of the living.

He turned his head to see Xuan Xuan: "Is it a re-seal?"

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His miserable fingertips slightly, the invisible power is bound to the black fog in the empty, slowly pressed toward the abym of the ground, and the body on the ground retarded the vitality with the peeling of the black fog. Like the puppet of the chain, it is not moving on the ground.

The body shape of the Xuanxuan is slight.

He quickly stabilized, and he recovered his previous calm before leaf of seeing it.

"I am just recovering it, but I can't seal it."

The meaning is that it is like a □ □, I don't know what I will completely broke out, and this is no longer the control of Xuan Xuan.

Ye Jiagao is eye-catching, and it is fixed at the gravey of the eyes.

The sun in the top is once again shines, falling on his shoulder, but he can't help but warm.

Exclude ... interference items.

Ya Jia seems to be suddenly awkward, slightly, look up to see the direction of the city.

- Yes.

"-!"

The old carpet paved on the floor was torn up, and a dust was raised in a dim room.

A large one, two frightened spirits, sitting on the gap, as if the two close jelly is general.

"What is this?"

"I do not know either!"

"What is he looking for?"

"Not clear ..."

Two frightened spirits were drifting with you who were destroying the room, asked: "Is there anything we need to help?"

Ye Jiao hunted to see them.

Ah, he is handsome.

I haven't seen you for so long, he is more handsome.

Two frightened spirits were fascinating on the face, and they were very active and enthusiastic: "We took a long time here! You need to find something directly to tell us!"

Ye Jia took a piece of paper, with a simple pen touch a pattern:

"Do you see this pattern in any place in this house?"

Two frightened spirits were carefully.

"Hey!" The horror suddenly suddenly got anything, suddenly slamming: "  ...   !"

"where?"

Big scared, finger fingering.

Ye Jia is slightly, slowly looks up.

In the dark, the dust-filled roof is gray, but if you look at it carefully, you can think of the brown lines in the top of the head, constitute an extremely large pattern - and that in his mother's coffin One touch in the depths.

……really.

Ye Jia took his head and fixed his complex and strange graphics, and his eyes were fine.

Ghostwear is a mother's decent.

Therefore, in some extent, his behavior directly represents the will of the mother.

Ye Jia took out the phone and gave Liu Zhaoyeded a call, and the voice asked calmly:

"Minister, do you know what is the yang?"

"Hey ..." Liu Zhaocheng came from the other side of the microphone, after a long time, he said: "I entered the super-sustain management bureau, many concepts and research are not very perfect, in theory, in the yu     ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Leyga interrupted his words: "But if it is really that, is there a thousand years of yin?"

Liu Zhaoye one: "This ... can be ..." as the development of humanity ... "

Ye Jia's darkness is dark, he asked: "What is the concept of the yin, what is it coming?"

"It is more than 30 years ago."

"After the ultra-hustle management bureau restructured?"

Liu Zhao Cheng said: "... Yes."

Ya Jia hung a phone, and sent a message from several other people.

Building.

The tea shop in the street corner is still open, but it is still cold and last.

The noise of the news broadcast in the electrical store, passed through the glass.

"... all the fantastic events have occurred frequently, my country is working in urgential development measures to protect people's life and property safety ..."

Ya Jia was recovered.

The last time he came to this building, or a burning summer.

And the festival is about to approach autumn, although the empty  is still residual summer, but the slightly cold temperature has begun to spread, and the thin clothes are invaded.

The old building stands quietly in front of you, and the dark lacquered the outer situation.

Www.huanyuanshenqi.com

Soon, not far from the sound of shouting:

"Hey! Ye Ge!"

Ye Jia is seen in the direction of the sound.

I saw Chen Qingye, the jewelry, and the Blast is coming to him, Jie Yue, the journey to him, all the way to him: "Hey, you are so urgently to call us?"

Ye Jiazhen lips, look at Chen Qingye: "Do you let the things you have?"

Chen Qingye nodded.

He pulled the backpack and took three probing instruments.

"Ha?" BLAST browed: "What is it?"

Ye Jia Road: "This is what we collect, the most accurate detection instrument, more kerity than the detection of interest."

Kanyun was frowned: "What are we looking for?"

"Malicious." Ya Jia said.

Several people are all: "Malicious?"

"It is very similar to yin, but it is more dark, more vicious, even enough to pollution." Looking at the whispered table, Ya Jia continued to say: "The floor area of ​​this building is too large, So we are most embarrassed. "

The jewele is the instrument in the hands of the moon, and looked up to Ye Jia: "What about you?"

Ya Jia took a small black hand from the pocket and smashed: "I use it."

Everyone: "..."

Wait, isn't this the one you said to use once?

The small black hand waits his hand in front of the three friends: "Hey!"

Everyone: "................"

Is this fucking?

Le Ya seems to have no explanation, he put the small black hand on the shoulders, and turned his head to other three people:

"Let's go, once there is any hair, contact with you."

He turned his head to see the Xuanzhi standing on the side, and he didn't have traces. He slowly said:

"You are waiting for us outside."

The lips of the sinister lips are smashed, and a smile brushed over the dark red pup, he whispered:

"."

The building is in the building.

A fan iron is closed, and the ancestral wall is full of traces of the doodle, and there is no one in the entire building, only the smooth footsteps of the emotive in the empty corridor.

The autumn sun shines through the blurred dirty glass, barely illuminating the dark environment.

After the murder case, the residents in this building will move on the land, and then, they plus the hundred ghosts that have happened, and they have almost become an overwhelmed empty building.

Ye Jia is alone with one person, and the tall figure is out of the micro-light, and it is very clear and clear in the Husen corridor.

The small black hand tightly picked his shoulders, all the way to the West, looking for any spider silk.

They go getting deeper.

The small black hand asked: "Hey ... I said, why do you suddenly come back here?"

"So many peeled girls, there are so many dead locations, what is it special?" It scratched the palm of his hand, asked: "And, in the beginning of your Authority, people are not already put here. Check once? "

Yafga looks in the darkness of the distance, he said:

"A young girl, why will it be alone into this building?"

His sight silently brushed through the corridor in front of him, and the locked room, continued: "The file said that there is no relative and friend in this building, her address is in the city. On the side, but she took the ghost bus, far from half a city, only to come to this building, do you think? "

The small black hand said: "Do you say ...?"

"Yes." Ye Jiazhi nodded, a pair of color light eyes were slightly smashed, looked around the environment in front of the world, said calmly:

"Who is dead, where is it more important to die."

- The location of this building is a key point.

They continued to search for any fluctuations in one inch.

Just here, Ye Jia's mobile phone rang.

He turned the phone, and the sound came from the microphone. The sound of the junior citizen was cut off from the other side of the microphone. Her voice listened to something uncomfortable: "... land room ... Come ... "

She seems to have any hair.

Ye Jia's spirit is oscillated.

He put the phone back into the pocket and rushed to the land room with the fastest speed.

The light of the earth is more dim, the head tube is slightly flashing, and the sound of the sound, illuminating the messy and dirty rough wall.

Floating in the empty  .

It is the end of the Yue Yue, and the beautiful face is slightly, and the hands are still in the hand, and the walls in front have been violent.

Within the wall, countless have a dry bone, the head is stacked, and they are all in the form of a near-dry corpse, as if all the moistures in □ □ are pulled, the gray brown skin is tightly collapsed. On the bone, each face is a distortion and painful table, and behind the bones, it has a huge totem, it is deeply branded on the wall, it is already And the wall is integrated, it looks extremely terrible.

The other two came again.

Blast was surprised to breathe a cold: "What is this ?!"

Although Chen Qingye seems to be calm, it also has a slightly accelerated chest, and he is not very calm.

Ye Jia Xiang He looked at Chen Qingye and said: "Is the map brought?"

Chen Qingye nodded, pulled out a map of M City from the backpack.

Ya Jia will start the map in an open ground, then reach out: "Pen."

Chen Qingye will deliver the pencil to Ya Jia.

Ye Jia Xian found the location of this building, made a mark, then looked at Chen Qingye: "Where is the place where other peeled girls have a place?"

Chen Qingye came from the map, and his finger was in the city map:

"Here, there is also here ..."

After completing the tag, Ye Jiao meta to see the jewel: "Where is the woman who was dug a heart?"

The Jie Yue will finish it.

After the place where all the bodies were sacrificed, they came out again four locations.

Three known wells.

There is also a shader that is bought by Xuan Xuan.

Finally, his movement slightly, a corner of the city folded into the city, and slowly painted a circle at the location of the cemetery in the city's suburbs.

Leyga will connect all this points according to the order of .

The other three are unclear, so look at his movement, Yan Yue frowned, smashed with his head, examined this pattern on the map, asked: "What is this?"

This is, the small black hand draws it from the shoulders of Leyga. After observing the pattern in front of a while, it suddenly said:

"This is awkward."

Everyone is surprising, and it has seen it in a small black hand.

The small black hand was shocked, and the trend was a contract, but he was caught in the palm of the palm of Ye Jia.

Ye Jiao Wei frowned: "?"

The small black hand swayed his fingers and said: "Yes, I used to tell you, all of our gang came from ."

- One day, I suddenly opened.

-   , just see it.

It added: "However, the one we pass is only two or three meters high."

Small black hand looks to the map, continue to say:

"So big, I really haven't seen it."

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