Zhen Ying opened her eyes and began to breathe.

There was a slight chill in her eyes, her eyelashes flickering, with an indescribable beauty, like a ghost, floating in the back garden of the Zhen family without people.

She was wearing the monk's white robe, and for some reason, the upright monk's robe was put on Zhen Ying's body, and there was a little more indescribable sense of ephemerality.

It seems that this person is really a hallucination, blown by the wind

Chapter 16 of "Immortal Emperor Cultivation Diary": What I am afraid of in my dream is hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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