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Chapter forty-two

After several days of wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the Song Dynasty's enemy for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I was not afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"Straight mother-in-law, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high officials are so young, so they will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty and buried

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If not, we will kill them back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and relaxed for a while...

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After several days of wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the Song Dynasty's enemy for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"

They have known each other for a long time, and they are both from the same place in the world. Naturally, they are close to each other, so they are very familiar with each other, and they generally know their temperament. Yang Zhi laughed, did not reply, shook his head, and felt relieved. After a few days,

After wandering, finally, on an afternoon filled with red clouds, two large ships rode the wind and crossed the sea from Dengzhou to go abroad, arriving at the territory of the Liao Kingdom, the enemy of the Song Dynasty for decades.

The ship stopped at a port that was still under construction. As soon as they boarded the board, a tall, bald monk and a man with nearly half of his face covered with birthmarks rushed down in vain, one after the other, regardless of whether they were clean or not.

No, I wasn't afraid of the pain, so I just lay down on the ground, staring at the red clouds in the sky, listening to the squawking of seagulls, the sound of the waves lapping at the shore, and feeling the gentle salty sea breeze.

This was certainly a beautiful scenery, but they had no intention of admiring it. After all, from the looks of these two people, it was easy to see that they were seasick and might have vomited along the way.

"I'm a bastard, you've screwed the Sa family to death. The Sa family will never be a big ship like this in the future." Lu Zhishen touched his forehead, feeling the deep stability from Mother Earth.

Yang Zhi was very embarrassed: "How can I go back if I don't make a sea ship?"

"After this trip, the Sa family is no longer looking forward to going back. The Sa family has no worries and is fine anywhere. The high official is so young and will definitely live longer than the Sa family. As long as the Sa family's bones are brought back to the Song Dynasty for burial

That's enough." Master Lu said very harshly: "Besides, even if we really want to go back and the sea route is not possible, then we can go by land. If the worst happens, we will kill them and go back. What's the big deal?"
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