C1148 Powerful Strength Mysterious Spiritual Pressure!

"Oh, I don't know either, but it should be enough to protect myself!"

Natsume Yang slightly smiled at Issho, but did not give too much explanation.

"These days are finally coming to an end. Death Expedition Team, you must come quickly. I am about to throw up!"

Natsume Yang found a cool place to lean against and put his hands on his head.

In one year, under his guidance and guidance