C127 Limb preservation

A broken arm? Rakshasi's face immediately darkened. He looked at his arm and knew that time was of the essence. If he could not get the antidote within two days, then he would have to cut off his arm to save himself.

"I'm just a tiny little bird, I can't fly high enough no matter how hard I try!" Xiang Xue'er lay on the ground in boredom, humming a song. Qingtian stood there and sighed: "I say