"Boom—"

As I spoke, a flash of light appeared before my eyes, and the heavens and the earth were instantly illuminated, and the willow trees by the roadside hurriedly became apparent, and immediately fell silent in the darkness.

The brightness was fleeting, followed by a dull and dull thunderclap, which reverberated in the mountains for a long time.

The rain, like a sword, shot down, and the storm filled every corner, blowing vigorously around the carriage.

The thunder stopped for a while, and a slender silver light cleaved down, this light did not disappear in the thick black clouds, but split the sky, and the scorching light quickly shot straight in the direction of the ground, and in the middle of the body of a long-dead old locust tree in front of it, bursting out of sparks.

The coachman braked sharply, tightened the reins, and forced the galloping horses to stop.

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