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Chapter 1100

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These protrusions penetrated into the skin and were stuck on the acupuncture points of the spiritual power. No matter how powerful the person was, he would not be able to use it.

She turned her wrist, and there was a pair of tweezers in her palm. She squatted down and started to fiddle with the Spiritual Lock.

There was a kind of fragrance on her body. It was very light, but it was very refreshing. Long Siye looked at her and realized that she looked the same as she did in her previous life. At this moment, her eyelashes were drooping, and there was a kind of elegant beauty about her.

He did not know what to feel. He said hoarsely, "Xijiu, do you want to save me? Don't you hate me? "He thought that she wanted him dead.

"Why would I hate you?" Gu Xijiu said calmly, "You are just a clone that was not very successful."

Long Siye was stunned. It turned out that she still did not recognize him. She just pitied him and saved him once out of pity for him.

"Xijiu, I am really Long Xi. I have reincarnated as Long Siye. You can kill me …" Long Siye did not know why. He knew that it was not wise, but he wanted to tell her the truth.

Gu Xijiu looked up at him and smiled. She did not say anything else but continued to fiddle with the Spiritual Lock.

She was an expert in opening mechanisms. Even the most sophisticated mechanism was not a problem for her. After fiddling with the Spiritual Lock for a while, she had mastered the principle of opening it. However, she did not have the right tools to open it.

She had transmigrated her soul into this body. Her pockets were empty, and she could not even find a decent straw. She had even gotten the pair of tweezers from Long Fan.

Long Siye took a deep breath, "There are tools in my storage space. Take them out and use them."

Gu Xijiu was straightforward, "Alright, open it."

"I can't open it myself … You can point at my heart."

Gu Xijiu did not say much. She pointed at the position he pointed at, and a small storage space appeared. There were medicines and various tools in it.

Gu Xijiu glanced at him, "Mo Zhao locked you up, but he did not search your body …"

"He did. I have two storage spaces. No one knows about this small one." Long Siye explained softly. He was born with a special ability and had cultivated two storage spaces. One was common, and the other was private.

The common storage space had already been searched to the point that not even a hair was left, and this private storage space was something that no one could think of and naturally couldn't find. The things inside were all extremely important, enough to allow him to escape at a critical moment.

Gu Xijiu looked into his space for a moment and realized that there was a disguise inside.

It was much easier to unlock the Spiritual Lock now that he had a handy tool. After a while, the four iron hoops that had tortured Long Siye were unlocked, and he was finally free.

Of course, the moment it bounced off, the sharp protrusions on the iron hoop were pulled out from his bones. Fresh blood gushed out again.

Gu Xijiu ignored him and turned to leave.

Long Siye stopped her in her tracks. "Xijiu, do you want to escape?"

"Of course I do." Gu Xijiu did not hide her intention. "Only a ghost would want to be locked up in such a dark place!"

"I might have a way." Long Siye whispered and looked into her eyes. "Do you want to hear it?"

He thought that Gu Xijiu would be curious and ask, but she was not interested at all. "I'm not interested."

"You don't believe me?" Long Siye could not help but ask.

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