After returning, the lamp had been in Adrian Wen's hands for too long and had completely integrated into this vast sea of consciousness. For her to pull it out forcibly, it would not only be a disaster for Adrian Wen, but also very difficult for Jiang Ying herself.
There was already a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her face was extremely pale, and there were waves of dull pain in her soul that had just been injured by Bu Jing.
Or... She stopped her hand thoughtfully, and Molong was half out of the sea of consciousness.
"Huai Meng, it seems that this returning lamp likes you very much, but he doesn't want to leave with me, the descendant of his old master." She picked up a piece of clothes, wiped the blood stains from the corners of the mouth of the man in her arms, and suggested , "It would be more comfortable if you took the initiative to part with me. I will bury you well and erect a monument for you in the Forest of Steles."
Adrian Wen: "...Thank you very much."
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