C245 The wonderful use of sacred patterns

Fang Qing glanced outside the window, his mind filled with countless thoughts, as if he was thinking about something extremely preoccupied, and for a moment, he seemed to be in a daze.

Fat Bump looked at the expression on Fang Qing's face and rolled his eyes. He roughly knew what Fang Qing was thinking in his heart, so he asked Fang Qing: "Are you thinking about your mother