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"You don't want to go, okay?" A cold and tall figure appeared in the darkness behind her. Xie Qingyi turned around and saw that the other person turned into nothing and disappeared. She looked at the darkness in confusion.

"If you are determined to...make this decision." The figure then appeared not far from her side, "Then I promise you."

Before she could speak, the figure disappeared completely, and the voice was scattered in the void.

The scene turned to the scene she had seen for the first time. Her long black hair and frosty white sleeves were blown by the wind. She could not see the other person's face clearly through the mist, but she could feel that the other person seemed to be looking into his soul through her.

When he woke up again, Xie Qingyi sat on the bed and frowned slightly. It was different from what he said in the previous dream, but why did he dream about him again? Who is he?

Why did she feel so sour in her heart when she was dreaming? When she woke up, her heart was still heavy, making her unable to let go immediately.

She turned over and over again and couldn't figure out, is this what everyone dreams about?How could it feel so real and so sad...

Why did she start to dream after she came here, and she continued to dream about a person, but neither the original person nor she knew this person.Could it be related to the fact that he started to feel dizzy when he came here?

When she was about to sit up, Xie Qingyi noticed some dark red water stains on the pillow, and then thought of the red tears of the man in her dream. But the strange thing was that she was not afraid of these blood stains and touched them lightly with her slender fingers.

In the blink of an eye, only water marks were left. Was she dazzled just now?

She shook her head and stopped thinking about it. She first washed herself and put everything in order, then she took off the purple jade ring she had been wearing on her left ring finger and placed it in her palm to look at it carefully.

This item seemed to be an ordinary accessory, but it was something that the original person had worn since she was a child and had never left her body. According to the original person's memory, she concentrated on a ray of consciousness, and sure enough, it was a storage ring.

As far as the spiritual consciousness can reach, the space inside is far wider than imagined. There are not only sets of high-level formation books, elixirs stored in different categories, talismans and seals, all kinds of brilliance and restrained magic weapons, and even a palm-sized but finely carved spiritual jade flying boat.

What is even more astonishing is the reserve of spiritual stones. A thousand top-grade spiritual stones filled with spiritual energy, 20,000 shiny high-grade spiritual stones, 4,600 medium-grade spiritual stones and 2,000 low-grade spiritual stones are placed in different jade boxes, and the brilliance circulates.

In addition, there are dozens of sets of top-quality cassocks with extraordinary texture and exquisite embroidery, as well as a dazzling array of rouge, gouache, and jewelry that will make any girl excited when she sees them.

"Sure enough, women are the same in every world." She couldn't help but smile.

After a rough estimate of the price of goods in this world of immortality, I was shocked to realize that the original owner was actually a secretly wealthy woman. Most of these assets came from the daily rewards left by her parents and her master.

In this world of cultivating immortals, top-quality spiritual stones are extremely scarce and are usually only circulated among the top immortal mansions and powerful families. The spiritual power contained in them is pure and majestic, far beyond the comparison of high-grade spiritual stones. The original owner actually collected so many of them, and is reluctant to use them easily on weekdays.

"It's good to have elders who love you." Thinking of being alone in her previous life, she couldn't help but feel a complicated emotion, and then sighed softly.

After all, her body is a dove occupying a magpie's nest after all. I wonder if she in the original world has become a cold corpse, or has the original owner replaced her and continued to live in that world?

Thinking of this, a trace of guilt filled her heart. She had the protection and care of her original owner in this world, but if the original owner really went to her, a completely unfamiliar world, and faced the loneliness of being unaccompanied, how could she be jealous of what the original owner once had?

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