C473 Mountain Cave

Although the Small Gyrfalcon's wound had healed, its feathers did not grow back. If it was a normal Gyrfalcon in the past, it could still heal, but now, its feathers were filled with Spirit Energy. Naturally, it would not be like other feathers.

"Chirp!" The Small Gyrfalcon stood on Bai Xiaobei's arm and looked at its own wings with hidden bitterness. There were claw marks on the wings