Song Jinqiao's expression also changed.

She also thought it was just simple blindness.

If it was just simple blindness, she could wait for the system to help her treat her eyes, but now this matter has left her at a loss.

What if she can’t wait for the system?

Thinking of this, her fingertips trembled, and for the first time, she showed fear of the unknown future.

Ji Han, who was holding her hand, noticed her emotions and a trace of heartache flashed across his eyes.

He gently held her in his arms and comforted her softly, "It's okay, we'll find a way."

Hearing his comforting voice, Song Jinqiao suddenly choked up, climbed into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and didn't know what to do.

Is she just going to wait for death?

But if she doesn't wait to die, what else can she do?

She knew nothing about medicine, and even Mu couldn't cure him, so what else could she do?

When Mu Mu looked at her, his heart seemed to be pinched by something, making his breathing difficult.

In the next few days, Song Jinqiao's condition became worse and worse, his body temperature kept rising, he fainted for a long time, woke up less and less frequently, and even had several respiratory arrests. His companions were frightened and they quickly called Bo Mu.

It took a lot of effort for Mu to get her to start breathing.

After Song Jinqiao's breathing was circulated at dusk, the moon patterns on Bai Di and the others' arms began to heat up slightly.

This means that your partner is about to die.

They can do nothing as they watch their partner dying day by day.

For the first time, they felt so powerless...

For the first time, they felt how weak their power was.

…

"I have to go find the asilan grass!"

Suddenly an angry voice came from the room, causing the slaves passing by to lower their heads and hurried away, not daring to stop and take a peek.

"Are you really going to look for that illusory Asilan grass?!" another voice was also filled with anger.

This is the room of dusk.

Yes, Bo Mu and Xuan Ji had a quarrel.

Mu took a deep breath, his azure eyes gleaming with determination: "Yes, I must go!"

When he said that, Xuan Ji became even more furious, and his scarlet eyes became even more enchanting, like a bloody blade in the dark night, which made people shudder.

He laughed out of anger, his tyrannical and bloodthirsty aura surging, making him even more alluring. He wasn't as arrogant and seductive as usual, but instead had a hint of icy coldness. "Alright, alright, if you want to go, go ahead. I don't care if you die there!"

After saying that, he turned away.

Mu looked at his back, holding the painted character tightly in her fingertips. She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes made the skin underneath look dazzlingly white.

The painting reads:

Asilan grass, a sacred plant that can cure all diseases, grows in a place called the Kashir Mountains.

This mountain range stretches for thousands of kilometers and is shrouded in clouds from south to north, making it difficult for orcs to climb. I hope that future orcs will not be blinded by the sacred plants.

Remember, remember!!

…

From that day on, Bo Mu seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Song Jinqiao still suffered from respiratory arrest during this period, but Bai Di and the others could not find Bo Mu.

The maid brought news that Bo Mu had gone on a long journey and no one knew when he would return.

Baidi and the others thought of Bo Mu's good friend, Xuan Ji. They went to look for him, but were turned away.

The guards outside said that Xuanji didn't see any beasts.