C570 [50057] the Mist of the Dead Sea.
This was what a mysterious existence should have.
Chen Ming glanced at the man and said, “Go back.”
Chen Ming stood at the bow and looked at the rotten ship. There was a huge hole in the bottom of the ship. Such a ship wouldn’t sink, so it was a strange place.
“This ship has such a huge hole in the bottom, but it doesn’t sink?”
Huan Sheng was speechless. He said seriously, “In fact
