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Chapter 1588
A roar, then we are wrong four words, almost like that winter's sullen thunder, bombers do not leave a little room for heartache.
His eyes were red in a flash, and he glared at Ouyang Yufei. His iron teeth were almost ground.
"We are wrong. You ungrateful thing led the attack in person.
Take the enemy to the inner sea line that our own people don't know.
How can you use the experience of naval battle taught by s.h.i.+fu to fight the land of s.h.i.+fu.
You lead the enemy to fight your own people.
To fight your brothers, sisters, parents, relatives, to fight your master.
Ouyang Yufei, you are inferior to animals.
You ungrateful beast. "
Roar, including how much hate, including how much heartache and disappointment.
The intensity of words, accompanied by the colic in the heart, fluttered in the sky.
On this side of the sea.
After that, the wars.h.i.+ps of the island of Hades came over quickly.
The familiar black and familiar formation is so dazzling at this moment.
So intoxicating.
Quietly, there was no fierce horn, no violent shout.
It's a kind of stillness, a kind of stillness.
It's a kind of sadness and disappointment. Everyone's disappointment at the once proud son of heaven in the island of Hades.
Sunlight from the sky, covering Ouyang in a flying body.
The white clothes are s.h.i.+ning with gold, and they are as elegant as the dust.
Yunzhao looks at Ouyang Yufei from behind.
That straight figure is still standing so straight.
Just, from the angle he saw, he clearly saw Ouyang Yufei's five fingers grasping on the edge of the boat, grasping it severely.
He almost got several big holes in the iron wood.
However, Ouyang Yufei didn't realize it.
A silent sigh, Ouyang Yufei, he did not understand, he never know what this person is thinking.
Maybe Maybe
The sea breeze whistling across, that silk cold infiltration into the bone marrow, cold as ice.
No sound, no sound.
Ouyang Yufei stood in the bow of the wars.h.i.+p so quietly, without reply or refutation.
Yes, he did.
