Bab 370: Entering A Nightmare

After coughing, Liu Rushuang's body trembled softly for a moment, then fell limp in Han Moze's arms.

A second later, Liu Rushuang shut her heavy eyelids and let her head droop powerlessly onto Han Moze's arms. She faced slightly outwards, and so strands of her hair swayed softly against the night breeze. She looked like she had taken her last breath.

Han Moze sensed Liu Rushuang's incredibly weak breath and suddenly froze. His nose felt sore and it felt like there was something in his eyes wanting to pour out.

Han Moze immediately reached his hand out to hold Liu Rushuang's head. When he saw Liu Rushuang's pale white lips covered in blood, Han Moze couldn't help but start to tremble softly. The brimming tears poured from his eyes like a broken string of pearls and slid down her face. One drip after another, they fell upon Liu Rushuang's blood soaked clothes.