C793 Treating Illnesses and Saving People

"Prepare to meet your end!"

She knelt on one knee, watching the sword coming down above her, closing her eyes to await death. A few screams echoed, and she felt a warm splash on her face—blood.

"Mom!" Qing clung to her tightly.

Lan Qingwan was barely holding on, her strength long gone. Seeing the person she longed for suddenly appear before her, she went limp and collapsed