Chapter 297 Soul Preservation

"Maybe... This is providence."

In a moment, Tang Huan shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

The little girl pouted her lips discontentedly and said curiously, "Tang Huan, what do you do with the soul of this `Red Flame Snow Lion'?"

"What do little assholes ask so many questions?" Tang Huan rebuked with a flat face, grabbed the red breath in his palm and walked into the room with a laugh.

"Baby asshole?"

Suddenly, the little girl was a little angry and shouted at Tang Huan's figure with her teeth and claws open. "Damn, old lady is more than enough to be your grandmother." Unfortunately, the Milky tone...