His two parasitic treehouses were not surrounded.
Was it because there were no survivors inside?
He looked out the window; the snowstorm was growing worse, even mixed with hail.
The tree canopy was constantly being scattered, many leaves were torn and forced away from the treehouse, swept into the terrifying snowstorm.
Hail the size of pebbles struck madly at the windows as the canopy was scattered by the wind, scratching his window glass.
Fortunately, his glass had the same strength as the treehouse walls; although scratched, there was no risk of breaking.
The snowstorm outside was too intense!
In such a blizzard, he couldn't guarantee he could stand steady, yet those red dots could be so orderly!
"Terrifying..." Lou Fei'Er swallowed hard, "What's happening outside?"
"Bleh!" Keke suddenly looked up at the sky, then buried herself into Xu Xin's arms in fear, muffledly exclaiming again, "Bleh..."
Xu Xin patted Keke's head, waiting for the snowstorm to end outside.
