The streets and alleys are dark and cold, and the continuous night rain wraps the loneliness and coldness of the night on the eaves......

The rainwater in the trough trickled into a trickle of water and trickled down to the ground, washing over a toppled bamboo basket and soaking the flowers scattered all over the ground.

The scent of fresh flowers and the moist smell of the earth permeated the night rain, but it added a little fragrance to the bleak night.

A rickety figure was soaking wet and struggled to sit up from the ground......

The ground was wet, my body was cold, and my heart hurt.

Is it because of the thunder?

Is this the Netherworld?

Am I dead?

Chunsheng sat in confusion......

"The Well-behaved Little Fairy Abuses the Sick Lady into a Dog" Chapter 194 Returning to the Soul on a Rainy Night is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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