C417 Cardiac Abandonment

"Hey, Ling Ming, can you give me a few of your life monkey hair?"

"Zi Yin, what do you want my monkey hair for?"

"Who cares what I do, just tell me whether I give it to you or not!"

"Of course, of course …"

A hundred thousand years passed by just like every day, and every single drop of the past could still be seen in his mind