C805 The Lightning Struck

Drizzle like silk, lightning flashes across the horizon!

Accompanied by an indifferent voice, an afterimage converged in the sky. His white clothes were as white as snow, and he stood in midair with his hands behind his back. His face was cold, and his deep eyes were cold. Looking down, his white clothes were stained with a drop of rain. The rain slowly slid down from his clothes