The blue water gently lapped against the hull.
The white seagull flew back and flapped its wings over the ship that was sailing between Weizhou and Yanzhou.
Even though it was a secret route, Madam Xue would still fall into a dream, and Xia Ji would be the one driving the ship.
With the Sea Calming Pearl, it was not a problem to sail the ship while sleepwalking.
Xia Ji was becoming more and more unfathomable, and it was impossible to measure him with his cultivation level. His every move and every word was filled with an air of freedom. Although he was no longer as gentle and modest as before, he had a domineering and romantic attitude.
His black hair was burning and growing longer. He didn't tie it up with a hair rope, but danced in the wind, revealing the appearance of a mad man.
Xia Xiaosu clenched her fists and sat in the sunlight, looking away from the sky.
She had already forgotten about her hunger, and her body was in a mysterious balance.
