The soul is gone, which means the person is truly gone.
Mianmian cocked her head and looked at the thunderclouds in the sky that still hadn't dissipated, wondering why she suddenly felt a twinge of melancholy.
If Liao Yue had always been a good snake, then he certainly wouldn't have been struck dead by the Tribulation Thunder sent by Grandpa Heaven. But perhaps many things don't have ifs, and the choices one makes after encountering a situation are one's own to make.
As Mianmian pondered these thoughts, a strand of lightning from the sky zapped her forehead, crackling loudly.
Mianmian instantly felt her whole head go numb, her little mouth forming an "o" shape as she stared dumbly at the sky.
What's going on? What's all this about?
What in the world, why did she also get struck by the Tribulation Thunder?
Mianmian pursed her lips in grievance and indignantly said to the sky, "Mianmian didn't do anything wrong, why did you strike Mianmian?"
