After that person shook, his Qi began to become chaotic. Holding his head, he roared in a low voice, as if he was in great pain.
Lyu Chen completely ignored the internal injuries caused by the reversal of blood vigour just now. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed his hand, " flies, why are you here?"
"Is the iron-masked man a fly?"
"Why is he here? And why does he look like this?"
For a while, Lyu Chen naturally could not figure out the last two questions, but with his familiarity with the fly, he was completely sure that the iron-masked man was undoubtedly a fly.
The flies at this moment were practically the same as they had not been since a long time ago.
His body shape had changed, his breath had changed, his voice had changed, and even his eyes had changed a lot. But whe
