The Mystic Trails of Victor Lin Chapter 23

Victor Lin's back hurt from the rain.

He had never seen such a downpour, as if there was a hole in the sky, causing the turbulent Milky Way to pour into the world.

The wolves howled down from the mountain ridge, and more than a hundred neat and strong wolves were like white sharp arrows that broke through the rain curtain and shuttled quickly through it.

The grassland near Langchao Mountain Ridge was quiet with only the sound of rain and wind. Along the way, not a single animal was seen. Until the wolves ran for a long time, the surrounding terrain became lower and lower, and the water under the wolf king's feet also became smaller. Higher and higher.

The heavy rain that was too fast had no time to penetrate into the land, and it all accumulated on the surface. Victor Lin thought that the villages and towns by the river were not affected by the rising rain, but the Klei people were already living in this boundless Dongshan Mountain. For thousands of years, I must have chosen the location of my residence carefully, so there is no need to worry.