Chapter 145: The Fake Table

uld replenish the depleted spiritual power in such a short time.Only to see Du Da muttering words in his mouth, eyes wide open like copper bells. Soon, a brilliant light appeared on the tip of his swo...single severed limb was nothing to him. He had ways to reattach it, but the process took time. And now Chen Ping was eyeing them hungrily; he didn't have time to worry about reattaching his arm."Okay,...