He didn't want to live like a zombie anymore. He couldn't move or breathe.
To him, severing the remnant thoughts was a form of release.
Yan Qingyun looked at Little Niu and felt that he was trustworthy.
Little Niu smiled warmly. He looked at Yan Qingyun and said, "The answer is in your heart."
Yan Qingyun shook his head with a bitter smile. He felt his eyes sting. Helpless, he said with a bitter smile, "If I knew, I wouldn't be in so much pain."
He was asking for an answer, but he didn't know who could give him that answer.
Little Niu stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Qingyun's heart. He said slowly, "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."
Yan Qingyun still wanted to retort, but in the next moment, Little Niu was getting further and further away from him. All the thick ink passed Little Niu and instantly enveloped him.
