C987 Golden Light

Black rain falls from the sky at this rate, it would soon land on Zhang Xiaoloong's head, but for him... Many things were not like this. More importantly, for him... This seemingly powerful force was just too weak.

The black rain evaporated before it could even touch his head and body. No one saw Zhang Xiaoloong move, but the rain still couldn't touch his body.

In the eyes of the old woman