"Wang Quan?!"
When Lu Ran suddenly stood up and uttered this name, the screams coming from the burning Jade Talisman within the Soul Prison weakened slightly.
The Immortal Sheep did not respond again.
"What Wang Quan?" Qiao Yuansi looked up at Lu Ran with reddened eyes, unable to resist clutching his pant leg and gently tugging, "Brother?"
Lu Ran leaned down, rubbed her head with one hand, and looked at the Jade Talisman's divine soul in the other, enunciating each word:
"You better have other value."
"No, your father's dead soul is not at Wang Quan, it isn't!!" Jade Talisman's voice was shrill.
"Heh." Lu Ran let out a cold laugh, "Whether it is or isn't, I'll just ask Wang Quan."
The Jade Talisman's face was extremely rigid: !!!
"Come back first, Yuanxi." Lu Ran rubbed his sister's head, "Be good."
"Mm." Qiao Yuansi ultimately said nothing more, the remnant shadow of the god withdrew from the flesh, along with the broken Divine Sculpture, both merging into Lu Ran's pupils.
