Chapter 685 The truth of sinking into the sea

The night was deep and the sea was rough.

Standing at the bow of the speedboat, Muda is staring at the red and green light spots that rise and fall with the waves in the distance, and his eyes can't help but reflect the color of memories.

About two months ago, there was still a peaceful scene. The orange drum rose and fell with the wave of the ocean current, emitting a shimmering light in the sun, just like the wheat fields growing on the sea, and the waves coming and going are its golden color.

Now, the magnificent golden color has become history, just like the disappeared Shilong City.

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