ll kinds of tricks"Fang Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slammed his fist against Chen Luo's chest.Chen Luo's face changed greatly, and he once again forcibly urged the Dead Mask to sum... raised his palms, and there were clumps of white spirit on them, together with nine groups."metaphysical" Fang Yu squinted slightly and could feel the familiar breath."Yes, these are mysterious, but...