"This... what is this?"
The excessive astonishment made Queen Mother of the West blurt out in her refined Tang Dynasty accent.
But there was no time to think further, for if Jiang Lu were not restored quickly, Queen Mother of the West herself would also disintegrate. By the time the effects of Chongtianping faded, those outside would only see two lingering souls, and without Queen Mother of the West, just relying on Hong Yi alone would definitely not bring them back to life.
Queen Mother of the West's fingers flew swiftly, piecing together Jiang Lu's lotus-root body and then shoving his soul back in, just as flawlessly as before.
"I... I had a dream..." Jiang Lu started classically.
"Clint, right?" Queen Mother of the West interrupted her spell, "Never mind that now, there's something more important."
"No, this time I dreamed of Xiao Wu."
"Who cares?! Wait, that sounds like a woman's name?"