Between the lonely mountains, the small boat that exudes dim candlelight becomes more and more brisk.

Gradually, the starlight was obscured by the thick clouds, and began to dim, and even the reflection on the river surface lost its color.

The dim night seemed to be a little lowered, and the cool wind on the river began to scream.

"It's going to rain......"

In the small pavilion of the painting boat, the red lime gently rested its head on Zhao Qing's shoulder, and her eyes full of spring inadvertently swept the flickering candle

Chapter 325 of "Red Face Helps Me Prove Immortality" Jiuhua Night Rain is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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