Chapter 147

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder finally faded away, and the rain stopped.

　　Several rows of roofs in Jiuliyuan were blown over by lightning, and the grass and trees in the courtyard were in a mess, as if they had been looted.

　　Jiang Yu was lying on his back on the roof, looking at the moon quietly showing his face from behind the dark clouds, his chest heaved slightly, but for a while he was unable to lift the slightest strength.

　　She lay like a salted fish, the long tail of the dragon swayed, and a small section poked out from the roof, hanging in the void.

　　Her body was extremely tired, but her consciousness was very clear.

　　When the scale was just turned, Ximen Wenxiang used the consonance technique to regain her sanity, and the scene that flashed in her mind at that moment made her tremble.

　　The boy's questioning was sobbing with blood, and the words were especially in his ears——