Chapter 913
I saw the boy, who was fifteen-six years old at the bow of the boat and was very beautiful and touching, holding the oar and rowing fast.
The strong wind puffed the sleeves. Every time I rowed off the boat, I stepped forward a lot. Obviously, I had a lot of martial arts.
However, this level of martial arts has not been put in xuanyuanche's eyes.
Looking down from behind the South China Sea, an old man, holding a basket of medicine Lou, sat in the cabin with a white beard flying in the wind. He looked a bit like a fairy.
The boat flew up against the current.
The wrecked boat lurched down the river.
The rain is like a curtain. It's a little big.
"Get out of the way." A roar, the boat upstream, the young boy staring at the broken boat is a roar.
He had rowed the boat to avoid it two or three times. It seemed that the broken boat was specially against him. He rushed across and blocked his way. The boy was angry at once.
This roar woke up the two people on the broken ship.
Seeing this, the honest man hurriedly picked up the oars on the boat and hurriedly stretched out into the river.
But it's OK that he didn't row. In this row, the broken boat made several turns in the river, and the fast one went up against the current, and the boat rushed up hit him.
"Bang." Just listen to a dull crash.
Don't see that the boat is broken, but it's still strong. The boat hit by the broken boat is roaring, and it breaks.
The old man sitting in the cabin was even shaken, and then he was thrown out of the cabin and fell into the river.
"Master." The boy was shocked. He threw the oar in his hand and jumped up to catch the old man who had been thrown out.
In the opposite eye, I saw an honest man standing in the bow of the boat, stunned and stunned, and subconsciously hugged Yao Lou who had smashed him. I couldn't speak.