A Weird Theater That Started In London - v13 Chapter 92 Entering the restricted area

Two days later, south of the city.

"This time it's fast, the number of people is almost the same."

The old knife held a dry pipe in its mouth, and said:

"The ugly words are up front. I am only responsible for leading the way, and I care about life and death. If you are really called into the old mine, it has nothing to do with me."

Everyone present had already understood the rules, and no one had anything to say, and instead began to urge them to go on the road.

"Why bother, what's so good about an ancient mine, many people are buried in it every year."

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