As the speed of the fall became faster and faster, the wind was whirring in his ears, and Zhang Yi held Li Siyu tightly in his arms.

Zhang Yi thought to himself, didn't he say that souls have no weight? Where does this gravitational acceleration come from? This keeps going down, where will it fall? I don't think I'll fall into the eighteenth floor of hell.

Gradually, Zhang Yi felt that the speed of the two of them falling slowed down, and stopped after a while.

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"There is a Trick on the Nineteenth Floor" Chapter 67 Wake up and hit it with your hand, please wait a while,

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