After breakfast, a few faint bursts of thunder exploded overhead.

The rain curtain came from a distance, and in an instant, as the wind blew, the rain the size of beans whipped into the pavilion.

Several people were talking and laughing, one rescued a dessert after dinner, hurriedly ran out of the pavilion, and rushed into the nearest Shuiqing...

Chapter 0488 of "Killing Sanskrit" wants me to give up is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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