C309 View of the rearview mirror

The stone slabs of the dilapidated bridge rustled and fell.

For a time, dust flew everywhere.

After the bridge broke, it rolled down. Rumbling sounds could be heard loud and clear from the Lion's Hill.

Xiao Yi who was on the bridge felt as if he was flying. He looked like Nezha, who was on fire wheel, or Sun Wukong, who was on clouds