There was no way to reach the shore now, whether she struggled or not, she was doomed to be washed downstream.
Su Luo's heart pounded furiously, cursing the cluster of medicinal herbs countless times in her mind while thinking of a strategy.
Perhaps, she should lie flat, the herbs had a certain height, so at least they could cushion her fall.
Her stomach must face upwards, not to harm the child!
Lei Yun was beside herself with worry on the shore, spouting a stream of Persian.
She wanted to find a long branch to help Su Luo grab onto, to then pull her over, but there was nothing suitable in sight.
Persia had scarce water, and Lei Yun couldn't swim; even if she were to jump in out of loyalty and protect her master, it would be a senseless death.
"Help, somebody help!"
At this critical moment, she raised her voice and cried out.
The steep slope was already close in sight; Su Luo gritted her teeth and slowly leaned her body backward.
