Zisang Jingyu didn't die, but he broke his brain.

There was also a blood hole in his head, and one wrist was twisted in a strange shape.

Chang Feifei sighed.

It's a miracle that none of them died.

She sighed, and could only reluctantly reluctantly regain his wrist first.

Finding a straight branch, I ripped off his clothes and fixed him by the wrist.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and since it wants you to live a miserable life, I have no choice but to fulfill it."

Chang Feifei said to the man who didn't understand anything now: "I will heal your hand, so that you will not become a cripple, I don't need you to repay the favor, I just hope that you are far enough for you and me." Also, here I came first......

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