In the evening.

Li Ming stood under the eaves, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

For an afternoon, they were discussing how to lay it out, and when everyone dispersed, they found that the outside of the house was already covered with dark clouds, and it was completely a night scene.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, tearing a hole in the clouds.

Soybean-sized rain ......

Chapter 105 of "Crossing Through My Own Hands to Build the Prosperous Tang Dynasty" Who said there was no way I was hitting it with my hands, please wait a moment,

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