She reached out to dig again and found that the things on the ground seemed to be wrapped in a layer of wax and were not burned at all.
"Uncle, the fire is so big, but the grass on the ground isn't burned to death. Could it be that they've been sprayed with medicine beforehand?"
Mo Yancheng reached out his hand and brushed it gently. Then, he pulled her to the backyard!
After the two of them stayed there for half an hour, mo Yanchen made a phone call and summoned hundreds of people to surround the place. No one was allowed to get close.
The palace was low-key but luxurious! It was early winter in a certain mountain. C city was located in the North. At this moment, the cold wind was blowing, and the surroundings were very quiet. Only the sound of the wind blowing could be heard.
For some reason, it suddenly started drizzling, sticking to the glass window.
"It's snowing," Shen chengjing's face was pressed against the glass window as she looked at the snow outside.
