C89 escape from death

I was thrown back onto the bed by the Great Immortal Fang who had just woken up. Sewage flowed out from my nose and mouth.

His vision blurred.

I coughed painfully. I reeked of dirty water and endured the bone-piercing cold.

Yang Sha stood on the table beside the sickbed, her eyes widening.

The golden light surrounding Great Immortal Fang gave off the feeling of a god descending upon the earth