C946 A Storm of Six Hundred and Eighty-eight

When the red vine saw this, it pounced on Xin Yi like a child. It seemed as if it wanted to grab her and beat her up, so the two ran around the tent. Gesang's mouth was stuffed with pastries as he watched the two run around him with a smile on his face.

Dark clouds surged towards the prairie, and it looked like the sky was going to change. Xin looked at the weather outside the tent and said