"This rain ......."

Jiang Xiaobai squinted his eyes, threw away the cigarette, picked up the incense burner, and walked over in one step, and the restrictions began.

Severe detention succeeded.

The rain is still falling.

More and more, bigger and bigger, more and more dense.

The smell of fishy was tangy, and there was a blood-red rainstorm.

The rain clanged on the white eaves, and the blood rain fell like water from several concave planes.

Blood and water sinks

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