In Xiao Chen's mind, a long time had passed, but in the eyes of Catalina and the others, only a moment had passed. The white light from Xiao Chen's eyes did not stop Tashia's death. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing above the fire.
When Xiao Chen regained consciousness, he found that the other three people were surrounding him. Belia's eyes were red, waiting for him to pronounce the final verdict.
"I rescued Tasya's soul. You can rest assured for now, your lady has not completely left you." Xiao Chen said.
"Sir Xiao Chen, can I see her?" Belia couldn't help but pull Xiao Chen's arm, but Roger stepped forward to stop her.
Xiao Chen pressed Roger's arm and said, "Not yet. Her soul is extremely weak. She needs to recuperate in my world. When the time is right, I will find a way to let her contact you." Xiao Chen comforted him.
"Sir, the fog has dissipated and someone is coming." Roger reminded from the side.
"It should be a team of city guards. They must have discovered the strange white fog here, but they don't dare to come in easily." Catalina said.
Xiao Chen picked up Tashia's holy book bracelet and Sancho's storage ring, and said to the others, "Let's go, let's leave here. If we have anything to say, let's go back to the office and talk about it after we have resolved the threat from the enemy."
"Sir Xiao Chen, please let me continue to go back with you." Belia said.
"Of course, I will give you an explanation."
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Tasia felt itchy on her face. She touched her cheek with her hand and found that it was a few strands of hair blown by the wind. She realized that she was lying on the soft bed and her body seemed to sink slightly. She smelled a fresh fragrance, but behind the fragrance there seemed to be a bit of salty smell.
It was just that she was very tired, and felt exhausted after practicing magic day and night. She didn't want to open her eyes, and just wanted to sleep lazily for another half a day.
Am I in some holiday estate
She turned over, rolled up the thin blanket around herself, and prepared to fall asleep again.
However, several images suddenly flashed through her mind: white mist, flames, daggers, tears, blood and burning, as well as a huge ball of light and a white passage.
"No... Mom, save me." She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and began to tremble. She recalled the previous scenes one after another, those terrible scenes that she had never encountered in her life, which made her tremble from the bottom of her heart. She didn't even dare to open her eyes. She didn't know if the breeze, the fragrance and the soft bed were just her illusions. When she opened her eyes, all these beautiful things would disappear, and what she would see would be the terrible scene that was said to be seen after death.
But her eyes had to open eventually, and Tashia waited for a long time with her eyes tightly closed. Nothing around her changed. She opened her eyes a little, and then she couldn't close them again.
She saw the sea.
Not only was there the sea, but there was also silvery-white sand, a clear blue sky, and lush, nameless trees. She even saw a crab crawling across the beach.
This was far more beautiful than the most beautiful sight she had ever imagined before she opened her eyes.
She sat up in bed and found herself in a strangely and simply decorated room.
Under the bed is a floor paved with long strips of wood that are polished to be extremely smooth, even reflecting the shadows of the furniture; the floor is covered with a plain grey carpet with long nap that must be very comfortable to step on; on the white painted walls hang some brightly coloured paintings; although one cannot understand what is painted on them, they give people a sense of wild tension; the furniture is mostly in natural wood colour, straight and level, without any extra carvings or decorations, but very pleasing to the eye.
There was a bowl of fruit on a table. Tasya could only recognize a few of the varieties. Next to it was a transparent vase with some unknown flowers in it. The fragrance she had just smelled should have come from these flowers.
There were two cabinets against the wall. In one cabinet were various beverages and a set of kettles and cups of unknown materials. In the other cabinet were some books. There were not many books, all written in magic words. Tasya glanced at them and saw a few names: "Water Margin", "Journey to the West", "Don Quixote", "Old Goriot", "Les Miserables". She was a little surprised. The bookshelf was clearly five or six meters away from her bed, but she could actually see the words on the spines of the books.
But the most amazing thing about the whole room was the floor-to-ceiling glass door that covered the entire wall facing the beach, allowing her to sit on the bed and have an unobstructed view of the sea view outside.
One of the glass doors was opened, and the sea breeze blew into the room, playing with the translucent white gauze curtains.
Where on earth is this
She remembered that her soul was taken away by Xiao Chen, and he said he would take her into a meditation space, but how could this be a meditation space
Everything was so real and detailed. She could see, hear, smell and feel it, as if... she was still alive and well.
Tasia looked down at her hands. They were white and delicate, with clear lines on them. She was very familiar with her palm lines because her mother told her when she was a child that everyone's palm lines were different, and these lines contained the magical power that the person could control. Yes, the lines on her palms were exactly the same as she remembered.
She turned her hand over and put it close to the light, and could even see the sweat hair on the back of her hand. She used her left index finger to gently stroke the back of her right hand. It felt itchy, just like usual. The mole on her wrist and the small scar on her elbow were also there.
She covered her chest with her hands, and immediately she felt her heart beating, again and again, not very strong, but clear.
She found a small mirror on the bedside table. She took the mirror and a girl with silver hair and gray eyes appeared in it.
Could this be Xiao Chen's power? Could he have made such a body for her? Thinking of this, Tasia's face became hot involuntarily, and the girl in the mirror suddenly turned red all the way to her ears.
Tasia threw the mirror into the blanket, jumped out of bed, and found a pair of pink slippers made of a very strange material beside the bed. The shoes were hard, but very elastic, and felt very cool on her feet. She was wearing a short-sleeved nightgown. The material of the nightgown was very delicate, and the stitches were so small that they were difficult to see with the naked eye. Her best clothes were far inferior to this nightgown, just like the difference between ignition and firestorm.
She found a shawl on the stool at the end of the bed, wrapped it around herself, and came to the door. She leaned against the door frame and looked out. Everything outside the door... was like a new world.