C1171 Again

Because of him, the sea spirit was already dead. Qiong Qi sat blankly on the bed, not moving an inch. His entire being was as if he had become a retard. In any case, he was now a cripple.

What's the use of keeping a piece of trash? Even if he was cured, without spiritual energy, he would be like an ordinary person. Being by everyone's side was just a burden