C1267 Play a Game
"It's the fatal splendor of the Mystical Sun Palace, Liu Wuyue."
A slightly frightened voice came out from the crowd.
The square was noisy and restless.
The colorful petals flew through the sky like a rain of petals. A beautiful figure that resembled a dancer emerged from the cloud-like fiery clouds.
Under the gazes of everyone present, the person gently landed on the ground like a feather