The black cloud was crushing the city, and the sky was still very good. Suddenly, it began to rain, and then it began to rain heavily. No one noticed when the rain began. No one knows when the rain will stop.

it's strange for Lu Ming to rush forward with the monks behind him. The monks who followed Lu Ming are all dignified. Only the head of Qian has a faint smile on his face.

Lu Ming didn't know the reason and didn't bother to ask. As he rushed forward, Lu Ming said to the old Taoist priest around him, "old dragon, how do you feel?"

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