The piglet, Guoguo, and the parrot were already sleeping soundly off to one side, the most worry-free amongst them.
Liu Zhenhan stood under the tree, watching the large cocoon on the branch in a daze. Although there was no anxious expression on his face, his palms were always sweaty. Ning Yu stood next to him, tightly holding his hand.
Old Liu instinctively used his left hand to pat Ning Yu's small hand, but he patted the air.
This pat led to another surprise.
When the stump of his left arm hit his arm, Old Liu suddenly realized that there was in fact no pain in his severed arm, only a slight tingling. Old Liu rolled up his sleeve to look. A scab had grown on the stump, with traces underneath it faintly throbbing.
Seeing the Overlord staring at his severed arm, Ning Yu and the two Fairy Dragons also came over. They were all stunned when they saw it.
They all immediately thought of the Fei Wenli Python's self-healing ability.
