C178 Eye of Medusa!(part I)

The evening breeze was refreshing, and leaves tumbled through the air. Zhao Han lay in Mingzhu Ruoying's embrace, unable to rise.

"I feel like I'm on the brink of death."

"My head is throbbing, my consciousness is fading. I'm really about to die."

"I can't stand it any longer, I'm losing my grip. Goddess, please save me..