C135 Seabed Spirits(4)

The faint golden light of the sun shone on the deck of the ship, and the wrinkled white sail swelled up from the sea breeze.

A few seagulls stretched their snow-white wings and flew freely in the sky. The surface of the sea was a faint sky blue with tiny silver waves. The waves swayed up and down.

Lo Yao followed Nick's line of sight and saw Chen Yi's razor sharp face. That face was so calm