Qi Lin spread her arms and jumped into Phoenix Pool. At last, it seemed as if she heard someone anxiously calling out to her, and she also vaguely saw that night on White Tiger Mountain.,This question she kept pondering over. Sometimes, she felt as if she had died and returned to where she was before death. But everything she experienced now felt so real, even the sensation of blood flowing from her fingertips was incredibly vivid.,Upon entering the room, a wave of tea fragrance greeted her. Qi Lin frowned slightly, thinking to herself if anyone still used this kind of perfume in this era。