"What is this?" Wright stared at Miyou's arm in shock. He was speechless for a moment, his lips moving but he didn't say even a single word.
After two or three seconds of trance, he picked up Miyou and placed her on the old mahogany bed. He also considerately covered Miyou with an old thin quilt on which the patterns had long been blurred.
Boom!
The dull rumble of thunder suddenly broke the silence of the night sky of "Wuxin Village". Almost at the same time, the huge sound of rain like pouring soybeans poured into the ears of several people.
"It's raining, Brother Wright." Feng looked outside through the half-open door.
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