C379 Cutting off the seed

Duan Tianlang wore a grey short-sleeved shirt, but the left half of his sleeve swayed in the air.

The other half of his sleeve had turned dark red. It was stained with blood.

This guy's arm had actually been chopped off.

There were several wounds on his face, as if he had been scratched by the sharp claws of some wild beast.

His face was pale, his lips cracked, and blood oozed out