Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

suddenly.

A clear and bright dream came to him.

That was a landscape that had never appeared before him before.

The gates of immortality opened wide.

Some people ascended to become true immortals.

The calamity has passed, and peace has returned to the world.

Su Qing herself lived a carefree and leisurely life with a group of confidantes and her sisters.

This is one of many beautiful dreams.

The only thing that hasn't been achieved yet.

Qimeng stopped in front of the boy.

Su Qing stared at it intently for a long while.

aside.

Qingying's pale blue eyes widened slightly.

Those eyes swept over the many beautiful dreams that surrounded the boy.

Those landscapes.

These are things that I couldn't see before.

She was shocked.

why.

Is it possible for someone to have such inner desires?

I don't know how many years have passed.

Qingying "captured" countless people.

I have witnessed countless beautiful dreams.

And those.

They are all reflections of desire.

Desire, you know.

It's ugly nonetheless.

But its strength lies in its authenticity.

A person.

One heart.

Our thoughts and knowledge are, after all, limited.

therefore.

Most people only have one or two fantasies.

There are at most three.

Desire is genuine and singular.

It's unlikely that there will be too many.

can.

What's up with this human in front of me?

It's one thing for beautiful dreams to keep popping out in clusters.

why.

How could someone have such a beautiful dream?

Qingying was stunned.

That dream seemed to contain an entire world.

Vast, mysterious, strange.

There were so many things that she had never seen before.

So real and beautiful.

really weird.

I've been drifting around all this time.

I experienced many beautiful landscapes and interesting people along the way.

But why?

What I see has none of the charm of this dream?

The difference is too great.

In a short time.

Qingying was even a little mesmerized.

suddenly.

The surrounding dreamscape suddenly trembled.

She looked at the boy in front of her.

The dream before the boy.

maximum.

Yet it is also the most illusory.

Oh?

She recognized it at a glance.

This is where the boy's true "desire" lies.

It turned out to be the case.

I don't know why.

But those before that.

These all seem to be just the most superficial appearances.

That's the real key.

Qingying casually sat down to the side.

Instantly.

The branches stretched out.

It automatically wove itself into a soft seat beneath her.

She sat down.

A pair of fair and slender legs swayed.

She stared at the boy in front of her with a face full of curiosity.

She was extremely interested in what would happen next.

Generally speaking.

When a person becomes immersed in the idyllic dream of desire.

It will become a part of that dream.

Wasting time and energy in fantasies.

That's how you "live out your life".

But dreams and the real world are different after all.

Many details and time transitions are missing.

and so.

Often, it's only after the person in the dream has lived out their entire life that this happens.

The real world has only been around for a few years.

That's why.

Those who were captured by Qingying and brought here all ended up staying here for several years without exception.

Go out again.

Everything has changed.

It wasn't that Qingying was deliberately torturing her.

There's just not enough time.

She couldn't finish reading it.

Once a person is drawn to a beautiful dream and becomes immersed in it...

The rest of that person's fantasies, having lost their original purpose and anchor, will also dissipate one by one.

It is clear.

What attracts the boy in front of me the most.

It's this beautiful dream.

but--

Qingying's eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Gradually, a complex feeling crept in.

She glanced at the rest of the beautiful dreams with a hint of reluctance.

These ones.

Are they all going to disappear?

Qingying hesitated for a moment.

He then reached out his hand.

A wisp of pale blue light emanated from her palm.

Gather all those beautiful dreams together.

immediately.

Those pale blue dots seemed to be comparing themselves to that dreamlike image, beginning to create another dream exactly the same.

It is clear.

This process is tedious and troublesome.

Qingying frowned.

Ugh.

She has the least patience.

but.

Thinking about the beautiful scenery I saw.

She silently endured it again.

If it's such a beautiful dream.

It seems quite worthwhile?

Then.