Rainstorm wilderness presumptuous

The wagon struck the ground like a pillar. The lightning in the sky is sharp and beautiful, the dark clouds are torn and stitched again and again, and the rain is as joyful as a child who travels far away. The thunder was more and more shocking each time, and the heart of inspiration was trembling slightly. It's rare to have such a feeling, being approached by lightning and thunder.

The rain washed the glass over and over again, and Spirit's station wagon was soon submerged. The torrential rain struck, mixed with muddy water, dead branches and leaves, and the spirit saw only chaos.

Report to the owner, in case of flooding, please turn on the floating mode. Agree. The spirit thought in his heart. The station wagon surfaced like a submarine, and the outside was already a vastness, and Ling was a little excited. The lightning in the sky flashed over and over again, and the spirit suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. How violent the land of this wilderness is, you can only know when you go inside.

Gradually, the rain lightened and the wind eased. The travel ship finally sailed into the muddy land.

The ground is covered with dark green weeds, which are messy and dense. Some unknown wildflowers are enchanting in the coquettish landscape. The trees are like ancient beasts, reining in great passion in silence.

When the door opened, the Spirit shouted loudly. Master, no, the storm has not stopped, and now the danger index of going out is ninety-seven percent. Open the door! The machine repeated the same answer. It's a brain-wrenching! Lingshou pressed the door button.

A breath of earth and rain came to my face, and I took a big breath, so refreshing. . .

The spirit stepped on the slippery ground and ran. From time to time, rain falls on the face, and the wind slides gently. The spirit ran wildly, screaming madly, smirking at the lightning in the sky like a madman.

Master, please note that your activity has been excessive, the physical fatigue index is ten, please rest immediately. Get lost. The spirit cursed.

The sky in the wilderness changed as she spoke, and in the blink of an eye, the rain began to fall fiercely, and Ling was a little caught off guard, and she still wanted to look at the stars after the sunny day.

The rain intensified, and thunder and lightning resounded across the earth once more. There is more and more water on the ground. Spirits can only be in airplane mode. The traveling ship was also approaching, and within ten minutes the spirit would be hiding in its comfort again.

Just as he was about to land, a long vine tripped lightly, his body was unbalanced, and he fell hard, and the wildflower next to it seemed to be smiling presumptuously.

"I want the gentlest part of you" rainstorm wilderness is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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