C478 The Conditions of the Witch

I reached for it, still breathing weakly, but I couldn't open my eyes no matter how hard I tried to scream.

The dagger in Tang Rou's chest had already fallen to the ground and her blood had stopped flowing. She lay quietly on the ground beside her. That burning thousand-year old peach tree only had a third of it remaining.

Tang Rou's situation wasn't very good