Chapter 399 The Road Turns to the Peaks and the Rain Falls

In the sky, the torrential rain condensed from aura was once again declared. In a cloudy gray ruin, Liu Junzhuo's upright figure looked a bit stiff as if he was struck by lightning, his white clothes that were only torn because of the battle hung like wisps, the aura's current flowed over the slim and graceful muscle bundle, mixed with the reddish blood to soak through the black heavy skirt and flowed into the mud between the broken rocks.