when leng rongrong and mo linyuan went out, they heard leng guantong's screams.
"ah, my flowers, my flowers!"
leng guantong almost knelt down in front of her pots of flowers and cried. she had spent a lot of money to buy and take care of the flowers, but they were all eaten up by the storm.
at this moment, the culprit, rainstorm, was staring at the tree that was worth millions of yuan.
it had eaten almost all the flowers and plants in the yard, and had basically eaten all the stems. only that tree looked good, and there were some fruits on it.
rainstorm licked his lips in excitement.
however, because the tree was a little tall, the storm probably couldn't reach it, so they could only look up.
"my flowers and grass, my heart's blood!" leng guantong was on the verge of tears. she turned around and spread her hands in disbelief. the whole world was like this.
everything had been destroyed.
