C6597 Catastrophe

Watching the paper crane leave, the old monk's body swayed slightly.

He seemed to have lost all his strength. He sat on the ground, but was supported by a thick hand from behind.

At this moment, the rain fell into a standstill. The raindrops stopped above the broken temple and did not fall at all.

Lu Yu, dressed in a white brocade robe, appeared behind the old monk and firmly held him down