The night sky was the same as they had entered the dungeon on the first day, dark clouds, gloomy, and moonlight invisible.
Fortunately, it will rain tomorrow night. There is no major event on the first night, so I can buffer for a while.
This night was quite panic.
What happened before dark was exactly the same as the previous reincarnation.
This time, under everyone’s eyes, Lao Qiang’s corpse did not hang on the old locust tree, but rather intelligently replaced it on the roof. Of course, the tragic death showed no sign of change.
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