C1020 Blood Fog Enveloping
As he was doing all this, Jian Nantian's face was expressionless.
It was as if the severed finger had nothing to do with him.
He raised his head to look at Zhao Lianxing and spoke with determination, "The reason why I didn't cut off my right finger today is not because I'm afraid of not being able to hold the sword anymore.
Instead, I kept the five fingers of my right hand