The surroundings are quiet, and it makes people's scalps tingle.

The black jacket coughed a few times before returning to his usual calm.

But his feet were weak, and the black jacket took a few steps before kneeling on the ground.

"Are you alright? Do you want to take a break before hitting the road? ”

After a long silence, I slowly spat out a sentence, my eyes full of worry.

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Chapter 132 of "The Years I Touched Gold" The mask is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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