C85 Liu ming's peripheral gamble

Dong, dong, dong, the continuous sounds of the ceremonial flowers resounded in the sky. Every time this heaven shaking ceremonial flower exploded in midair, Feng Yang's heart would be violently shaken, and every time it became a clever Feng Yang, he would almost go crazy. He felt as if his entire body and mind had fallen from the sky into a valley of ice.

Feng Yang's eyes were lifeless