Black clouds are born, and cold rain falls.

Jiang Taigong held the green jade cup in his hand, looked up at the black clouds in the sky, and said, "Even if this spring is abolished, this rain can only fall for half an hour." ”

Wang Liuniang looked at the dried spring, then lowered her head, and let the increasingly rapid rain wet her hair. After thinking about it, she said seriously: "Half an hour, enough." ”

What is half an hour for?

It is enough for a storyteller who is on the stage for the first time to tell a rich and beautiful joke about Xi Shi's entry into the Wu Palace, enough for a chef who has just come out of the school to try to take charge of the spoon to prepare a pot of good dishes that will be served on the table, and enough for two idiots who are good at life and death to die three or five times in a duel......

Wei Ye furrowed his eyebrows slightly, brushed away a few raindrops that fell on his cuffs, clenched the peach daughter in his hand, and said in a low voice: "There is something wrong with this rain." ”

The debate monk reached out and shook a few drops of rain scattered in the wind, sent them to his nose and sniffed, and nodded: "There are indeed some problems." ”

Xiao Gao didn't know what these two people, although they were not much older than him, but they were able to be their teachers in some knowledge, and said suspiciously: "What's the problem?"

As he spoke, he also learned from the appearance of the debate monk and Wei Ye, took a drop of raindrop, and licked it to his mouth for some reason.

At the entrance of the rainwater, a strong fishy smell suddenly poured from the tip of his tongue into his throat, choking Xiao Gao and coughing repeatedly, and his face turned red.

As if talking about a topic that had nothing to do with this matter, the fairy warlock casually said, "The fishy smell comes from the mucus between the scales and armors of the aquarium, and the volatilization of the irritating amines in the mucus becomes a fishy smell. Fishy rain, monk, what kind of character do you say is this?"

"Dragons and snakes have become the climate, and they all have the power of rainfall. The dragon kings of Fenxun, Garo, and Boramati can cause evil rain and enter the rain with poisonous gas, so that fruit trees and rice seedlings do not grow, and all living beings suffer from disease. ”

"The nonsense of the guys in South Asia who like to worship cobras is not to be taken seriously. Wei Ye waved away a few traces of fishy rain in disgust, and said: "Although the dragon snake is mirage, it is divine because of the water, and even the Indian cobra can swim in the water. However, dragons and snakes and the like are not so much rain, but rather use supernatural magic to collect surface water and then feed it back to the ground. This is not normal precipitation, but only the scaly loaches that have turned themselves into large high-altitude water jets. ”

The description of the high-altitude precipitation pump is extremely vivid, Xiao Gao thought that the dragon spitting rain clouds in the high sky suddenly turned into a large faucet, and couldn't help laughing. However, in the low laughter, there was a faint fishy smell in the rain

Xiao Gao was slightly distracted by Wei Ye's metaphor, but the debate monk and the immortal warlock quietly looked up at the black clouds that filled the air.

The rain fell one after another, and the entire Mangshan Plain from the original top to the end of the stone road connecting the avenue seemed extraordinarily quiet and quiet. It was so quiet that even the sound of rain falling on the ground was like a stone falling from the sky, falling on the top of the Mangshan Mountain with a crackling sound.

Even the sound of the breeze in the rain carrying the hem of the clothes carried a momentum of knee-high weeds on the August grassland lurking thousands of miles with the wind.

In such an unusual silence, the immortal warlock did not look away, and raised his sword behind him. Even though the oncoming raindrops gradually became denser, the green scarf on his head swayed slightly with the wind, bringing up a protective force field invisible to the naked eye.

Facing the black clouds and night rain, Wei Ye looked up to the sky and became independent, pretending to be a worried master.

The debate monk did not have a gold green scarf with force field protection and a narcissus suit that was not wet with water, so he couldn't learn this kind of deep literati 45 degrees to the sky. I had to find an oilcloth umbrella and temporarily act as an umbrella assistant.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Wei Ye's Dao skills are all going all the way to killing, which can be regarded as the main firepower output of this chaotic battle tonight. Although the monk is a true heretic of Buddhism, he has also initially cultivated the Buddha's light method, and has a unique accomplishment in attracting hatred and defending himself, and he happens to play the role of MT.

Although Xiao Gao, a Zhong magician, could not compare his combat power with the two of them, as an unpopular spell casting rank, Zhong magician had some unexpected strengths in various rear supports. As for Sima Ling......

It's good to watch the play with peace of mind.

Wei Ye and the debate monk were also watching the play, waiting to watch the play, watching the trick in the black clouds.

The wind can wrinkle the child's face, and the rain can invade the husband's heart. However, when the wind can only bring up the hem of the robe and sway slightly, and the rain can only slide powerlessly on the surface of the gown, what is the idea of this character who is stirring up the wind and rain?

Looking at the gaze cast by the immortal warlock, those rains with a sense of silence and desolation in the cold seemed to sense something, and slightly opened their bodies with the night breeze, as if they wanted to quietly avoid it.

In a while, the night rain suddenly stopped, and then the night wind stopped, the cold was strong, and the rain fell like a needle!

Regarding the mutation of this sudden rain, Wei Ye raised his hand sharply with his usual mocking smile on his face, and brushed out his sleeve!

The rain fell like a needle, and the dripping cold rain turned into a high-speed falling water needle, stabbing at these people who did not respect ghosts and gods on the ground. However, as the narrow sleeves of the Qingxi Dao robe on Wei Ye's body vibrate, countless falling rain needles touched this sleeve, and suddenly splashed countless ripples on the sleeve. And these water waves shattered into countless powder mist in the next moment, and they never regained the shape of water needles!

The Qingxi Dao Costume is a narcissus uniform, which naturally has the power to restrain the art of water signs. The technique of water elephants was used to target Wei Ye, who was wearing a Qingxi Taoist uniform...... Drowning fish with water, burning Bi Fang with fire, and feeding the manggu clams to eat poison sacs, that's pretty much what it means.

Wei Ye's sleeve shook off countless rain needles that flew down. Behind him, the debate monk had already slammed the tin staff in his hand and said: "If this is the case, the dragons in the world, conform to the law, all the great dragon kings, protect me, all evil laws, all anti-dragons, all poisonous winds, all evil rains, so the dragons are blessed with divine power, and they must not be harmed!"

The Buddha stood up, and a faint light lit up immediately, like an upside-down glass bowl, covering the debate monk, Sima Ling and Xiao Gao inside.

However, at this moment, in the entire Mangshan Plain, in those wild forests that looked dark and gloomy, countless miserable howls sounded!

Countless Yin Fire Demon Lights, along with this rain, lit up at the same time. Those countless dots of light at a glance wept and wailed miserably, trying to escape from this realm of death shrouded in black clouds and needles.

The rain fell more rapidly, and in the rain curtain, there was no longer the dazzling white of the rain needles when they fell, only the endless color of dirty blood!