Since she was a child, she has been afraid of thunder, even at this age, even if she has learned a skill in the Emei faction now, she is still like this. She wandered alone on the second floor of the inn, leaning on the railing, and refused to return to her room, for in that small room her fear would deepen, and she would rather stay awake all night than be alone.

She couldn't forget the night she had been so young years ago. It was also a thunderstorm, and she snuggled up in her mother's arms and sat in the carriage, while her father and a guard drove the carriage away.

My mother advised my father many times that it was difficult to walk on rainy days, so it was better to stay in the town and wait for the weather to clear before setting off, but my father ......

"This Jianghu is a Real Dog" Chapter 121: Thunderstorm is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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