C1895 Big eyes again

Putong! The two of them finally landed on the ground.

Ding Yi was pondering over it, why did it fall out of his eyes for so long?

The disc had its head taken out? It was all spat out?

Under the smoky fog, it felt like he was stepping on sand. Creak creak. There should be a lot of junk here.

Occasionally, he would step on something soft.

His vision was blurred