C816 Hot Sunlight

Because his arm had been torn off, not cut off, the blood vessels in the wound had long since been severed.

Junior Brother Fellow Taoist rolled on the ground in pain, "Senior …" Ah … It hurts … "Senior …"

The Daoist looked at him and closed his eyes silently. "It won't hurt much longer."

The Daoist then placed his palm between his eyebrows