C177 Where Is Bai Siyun??

The things that looked like paint in Meng Yang's mind had long disappeared, and what replaced them were colorful balls. Each ball was spinning on its own. Some balls had fire, some balls had water, some balls had ice, and in any case, it looked as if his mind had been swapped.

Meng Yang's consciousness slowly withdrew from his mind, but his heart was still unable to calm down.

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