C741 Ninth Thunder

The King Flower threw the dandelion out without thinking.

"Catch him!"

The dandelion flew forward along with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into tens of thousands of small fluffy flowers, wrapping around a burnt black ball.

They did not bother to look at the fellow who had been struck by the divine lightning, nor did they have the time to look at the little crow