C309 Silence

The stone slabs of the dilapidated bridge rustled and fell.

For a time, dust flew everywhere.

After the bridge broke, it rolled down. A loud rumbling sound could be heard from the top of the Lion Mountain.

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