C184 Self-peeling Waistcoat

"Peng Tian!"

Bayer hugged Martial Cultivator who was breathing weakly and channeled inner strength into his hand, continuously pouring it into his sunken chest, hoping to save the life that was about to fade away.

Peng Tian used his last bit of strength, his knuckles trembled and his mouth opened and closed. Although he couldn't make a sound