"So too." Jimo Xueling nodded, revealing a reluctant farewell on her face.

An Luoluo drove Jimo Xueyan's body out of the hidden space, allowing her to fall into Jimo Xueling's hands, and the aura of sadness immediately spread.

"Let's go." Seeing that she was about to be sad again, Situran immediately hugged her and left another world.

Lying under the Wangchuan River were two motionless bodies, emitting a faint purple light from their bodies, forming a protective layer around them. The dead souls in the river dared not approach them, and could only avoid them from afar.

Suddenly, two white lights slashed straight down from the river surface, frightening the dead souls quietly flowing in the river and hid aside. The two white lights penetrated directly into the river and entered the two bodies respectively.

After the soul returned, Situ Ran and An Luoluo opened their eyes almost at the same time. They looked at each other and immediately swam upwards in unison. Perhaps the talisman on An Luoluo's body had its effect, and the turbid Sichuan water became clear and clear.

When they got ashore, they looked at the endless fiery red Manzhushahua in front of them, and all their faces showed excitement. They looked at each other, but they didn't mention the matters of their previous life in a sympathetic way. That was really miserable.

"However, it's Manzhushahua, we finally arrived at the other side of the Forgetful River." An Luoluo looked at the fiery and gorgeous flowers blooming under his feet, and his eyes were so excited that he couldn't help but red. From the beginning of their arrival in the underworld, too many things happened, which made them exhausted. However, seeing this Manzhushahua that was within reach, the fatigue in his body seemed to be instantly eliminated.

"Yes, we finally got our goal." Situran's lips curled a smile of joy, and they were finally able to go back.

"Let's pick flowers quickly. I can't wait to return to the human world." An Luoluo said excitedly, bent down and reached out to pick flowers. Still, when her palm touched the gorgeous flower, the flower suddenly became transparent. Her palm left and it returned to its original state. She looked at her empty palm in shock, "Can't my hand pick the flower?" She picked it to another flower without believing in evil, but the result was still the same. Her palm was about to touch the flower, and the flower would become transparent, making it impossible for her to touch it.

Situ Ran frowned and immediately reached out to pick flowers. As a result, like An Luoluo, his hand could not touch the flowers.

"Oh my God, don't play with me like this." Manzhu Shahua was clearly right in front of her, but she couldn't pick it. What should I do?

"Lolo, try to contact Yuhua to see if there is any way to pick flowers." The only way now is to ask Miao Yuhua clearly.

"Okay, I'll contact her right away." An Luoluo immediately sat cross-legged and contacted Miao Yuhui, who was in the world.

Situ Ran was quietly beside her, looking at the endless stream of Forgetful River with sharp eyes. On the distant river, Meng Po kept offering a bowl of Meng Po soup to the ghosts passing by. What remained unchanged is the scenery and Meng Po, and what changed was the soul coming and going.

Meng Po seemed to have not noticed that they had already arrived ashore, and she didn't even look at them, or this place was no longer the scope of her management, but she was just working tirelessly.
Chapter completed!