The group came to the lobby at the top of the clouds.

Heavy raindrops smashed on the eaves.

A misty patch between heaven and earth.

In this kind of ghost weather, no one wants to go out at all.

Feng Xiaoyao stood at the door for a while, turned his head and approached the elegant seat by the window...

Chapter 0494 of "Deadly Sanskrit" Do you also eat this flying vinegar? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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