here are only some flesh hanging, where there are dozens of wounds, big and **all.
”it's you.”
ye hanxin's nsciousness has begun to blur, but she still reluctantly saw the sample of shock words slowly, struggling to spit out two words.
these two words seem to be the limit of ye han's heart.
when her voice fell, she lowered her head, and the rest of her strength was no longer enough to maintain her sanity.
”if you hadn't ntrolled the wound with freezing gas, i'm afraid you'd be dead by now.”
he put his hand on the forehead of ye ld heart and said helplessly.
although ye hanxin is not dead yet, it is not far from death.
a little fluorescence began to emerge from his palm and slowly integrated into the ld heart of the leaves.
the disciples of wanjianzong opened their eyes and looked at the thrilling words to heal ye ld heart.
the startling wound, under the treatment of thrilling words, began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye. even the
oken right hand began to give birth to new flesh, nnecting the arms together.
judging from the