On the Seven Towers

In Xiao Chen's consciousness, time passed a long time, but in the eyes of Catalina and the others, time only passed in an instant. The white light from Xiao Chen's eyes did not prevent Tasia from passing away. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing above the fire.

After 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 result.

"I rescued Tasia's soul. You can rest assured for the time being, 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 was stopped by Roger who stepped forward.

Xiao Chen pressed Roger's arm and said, "Not yet, her soul is extremely weak. She needs to rest in my world. When the time is right, I will find a way to let her get in touch with you." Xiao Chen comforted.

"My lord. The fog has dissipated, and someone is coming." Roger reminded on the side.

"It should be a squad of the city guards. They must have discovered the strange white fog here, but they dare not 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 you have anything to say, go back to the office and solve the enemy's threat first."

"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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Tashia 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 down, the bed was very soft, and her body seemed to sink slightly. There was a fragrance in her nose, but there seemed to be a little salty smell behind the fragrance.

But she was very tired, and she felt exhausted after practicing magic day and night. She didn't want to open her eyes, she just wanted to sleep lazily for half a day.

Which holiday manor am I in?

She turned over, rolled up the thin blanket, and prepared to fall asleep again.

However, several images suddenly flashed in her mind: white mist, flames, daggers, tears, blood and burning, as well as huge balls of light and white passages.

"No..., Mom, save me." She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and began to tremble. She remembered the previous scenes one after another, those terrible scenes that she had never encountered in this 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, fragrance and 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 the eyes had to be opened eventually. Tasia closed her eyes and waited for a long time, and nothing around her changed. She opened her eyes slightly, and then she couldn't close them.

She saw the sea.

Not only the sea, but also the silver-white beach, the blue sky, the lush but nameless trees, and she even saw a crab crawling across the beach.

This was much more beautiful than the most beautiful scene she had ever imagined before she opened her eyes.

She sat up from the bed and found herself in a room with strange and simple decoration.

Under the bed was a long wooden floor, which was polished very smooth and could even reflect the shadows of the furniture; the floor was covered with a gray carpet with no pattern, and the carpet had long pile, which must be very comfortable to step on; on the white painted walls hung some colorful paintings, although it was hard to understand what was painted on them, but it gave people a wild tension; the furniture was mostly natural wood color, horizontal and vertical, without extra carvings and decorations, but very durable.

On a table was a bowl of fruit, of which Tasya could only recognize a few, and next to it was a transparent vase with some unknown flowers in it. The fragrance she just smelled should be emitted by these flowers.

There were two cabinets against the wall, one of which contained various beverages and wines, as well as a set of kettles and cups of unknown materials. In another cabinet were some books. There were not many books, all written in magic words. Tashia glanced at them and saw a few names: "Water Margin", "Journey to the West", "Don Quixote", "Old Goriot", and "Les Miserables". She was a little surprised. The bookshelf was five or six meters away from her bed, but she could see the words on the spines clearly.

However, the most amazing thing in the whole room was the floor-to-ceiling glass door that covered the entire wall towards the beach, allowing her to sit on the bed and see the sea view outside at a glance.

One of the glass doors was opened, and the sea breeze blew into the room, fiddling with the translucent white gauze curtains.

Where is this?

She remembered that her soul was taken away by Xiao Chen, and he said he would take her into the 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 living so realistically.

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 in the light. She could even see the sweat hair on the back of her hand. She stroked the back of her right hand with the index finger of her left 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 hand. She immediately felt her heart beating, again and again. It was not very strong, but it was clear.

She found a small mirror on the bedside table. She took the mirror and saw a girl with silver hair and gray eyes.

Could this be Xiao Chen's power? Did he make such a body for her? Thinking of this, Tasia's face became hot involuntarily. The girl in the mirror suddenly turned red, all the way to her ears.

Tasia threw the mirror into the blanket and jumped out of bed. She 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.