The dazzling red silk satin that filled the sky made a heart-wrenching hunting sound when pulled by the draft.
The deafening sound of suonas and gongs and drums was suddenly cut off by a certain dead atmosphere at this moment. The low-quality fragrance that originally filled the air, mixed with the sour smell of sweat from overcrowded guests, solidified into a suffocating giant web at this moment.
There was a soft "pop" sound.
A thin piece of health information swirled in the air, and finally fell weakly in front of Jiang Ning's toes. The two words "Happiness Letter" written in thick ink and colorful colors on it look particularly distorted and dazzling under the reflection of the jumping dragon and phoenix wedding candles.
