Chapter 67: Bloodletting Therapy?
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Dark clouds churned like ink, turning the firmament a gloomy black.
The air grew heavy and oppressive.
The rain intensified.
It poured down as if a giant hole had opened in the heavens.
Raindrops struck the ground, splattering dust and dirt everywhere.
Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop.
Horse hooves raced through the muddy puddles, rippling circles upon circles in their wake.
Cheng Liunian's hair was soaked through, clinging to his forehead, and his already dirty robe now looked even more disheveled.
In the torrential downpour, Cheng Liunian felt he could hardly breathe.
The relentlessly cold rain slapped his face, the chill gnawing at his body like a bone-deep disease, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
His face was pale, his lips cracked.
Cheng Liunian thought if the rain continued like this, he might not be killed by Lin Cheng, but he would certainly freeze to death.