A blood-colored light directed to the location in the middle of Zar Lake, proving that Sun Mingjin was really here.

The bearded man looked at the water with some panic, "Mr. Zhuge , if we row from here to land, how long will it take?"

I looked at the map and estimated, "The nearest shore is about a day or two nights boat ride."

When he heard this, his beard became even more frightened,

"Then the three of us, if we continue to move forward, if we run off food and water, will we have to die of thirst in it?"

Before I came, I probably expected this situation, so I put all the pure water and food in the old woman's house into a storage bag.

Although the beard has improved in strength, he is an ordinary person after all, so I don't need to take him on the road with me.

I said, "Why don't I send you back first?"

"Ahem, no."

The bearded man glanced at Murphy, obviously holding on to his confidence, "It's okay, you're not afraid, I can do it too!"

I estimated that it was about fifty kilometers away from the middle of Lake Zar.

If I'm on the shore, I can use the Spirit Talisman to increase my speed, but in the water, we can only paddle again and again.

Fifty kilometers of waterway, normal paddling, about thirty hours.

I had no choice but to row.

I took out the largest armament shovel from the storage bag and began rowing the oars with Murphy.

The sun shone down on Lake Char, and the golden light in front of him was dripping, Murphy wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said with a bitter face: "If you can let Zhao Mengfu, it would be good to get us a motor boat."

I whispered, "We are still being hunted down by the Zhuge family, and we will have to wait at least a year before we can avoid the limelight."

"During this time, the three of us can't contact anyone."

The bearded man handed over a handkerchief with a smile on his face, "Miss Mo, I'll help you."

"No, I don't."

As a martial artist, Murphy's strength and explosiveness are very large, although he seems to be weaker, but in fact, his strength is more than ten times stronger than that of his beard.

The bearded man insisted on reaching out to snatch the oars, but Murphy frowned and said, "I really don't need to help, if you really want to work, go help the dragon."

The beard awkwardly took the oars, and I was finally able to rest for a while.

While I was resting, the beard and beard talked to me with each other.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhuge , you and Miss Mo were born and died, and the relationship is really good."

I glanced at Murphy and replied with some embarrassment, "It's okay."

If it were Sun Mingjin, I could frankly admit that the two of us were iron buddies.

can be replaced by Murphy, after all, there is a difference between men and women, and I always feel a little awkward.

The bearded guy secretly glanced at Murphy, who was rowing a boat, and whispered a little embarrassedly, "Look at your appearance, it doesn't seem that you are boyfriend and girlfriend, why do you live together all day?"

It dawned on me.

No wonder people in the world say that if you have nothing to do, you will be a thief if you don't do it, and this beard obviously has ideas.

I hurriedly clarified, "Murphy and I are just ordinary friends, and the reason why we live together is to keep vigils for each other."

Murphy wiped the sweat from his forehead and threw himself back to drink another bottle of water.

"That's right, Zhuge Qianlong, that guy, has a very beautiful wife, I look greedy."

The beard smiled brightly, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to his chin.

"Mr. Zhuge is a romantic man and powerful, so he must be looking for a good wife."

"Miss Mo, what are your requirements for future men?"

Murphy didn't answer, but asked, "What about you?"

The beard was tense and nervous, and hurriedly replied, "I had a wife in my early years, and then I took my son abroad, remarried a foreigner and never came back."

"For more than ten years, I have been single and have saved a lot of savings.

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I didn't expect that Murphy was quite heterosexual.

But...... It is estimated that he will be disappointed in his courtship this time.

Sure enough, Murphy said slowly, "My request is also very simple, to be younger than me, preferably a white-faced little fresh meat, emotionally completely blank slate."

"The best, it's a boy with an aristocratic atmosphere."

What Murphy hates the most is the little white face of the mother, and what she says is pure nonsense.

However, Murphy can be regarded as the most definite answer to the beard.

All of her choices are the opposite of beards.

It's a pity that the beard didn't understand, or understood to pretend to be stupid, and he was still courteous to Murphy.

After rowing for about an hour, a northwest wind suddenly blew on the water.

I hurriedly took the tent out of the storage bag, cut it into the shape of a sail with a dagger and hung it on the boat.

The breeze blows and the ship moves slowly.

Murphy finally took a breath and lay down beside me, squinting at the wrap behind him and taking a nap.

The bearded man stepped forward with a smile, "Mr. Zhuge , I'll keep Murphy to sleep for you for a while."

Murphy suddenly opened his eyes and stared coldly at his beard, "You should know that enough is enough."

The beard was embarrassed in place, and explained with a bitter face, "Miss Mo, I just want to take care of you for a while."

"If you pester, don't blame me for turning my face!"

Murphy was already angry, and in order to prevent the two from clashing, I explained to her, "We all know what you want."

"At the same time, Murphy's attitude towards you, you must know it all."

"It's a good thing to show love, and Murphy also tactfully gave you enough face."

"But her attitude, you should respect."

His beard was wilted, his head drooped, his eyes were complicated, and he squatted on the ground and stopped talking.

The boat continued to drift forward, and by noon we were eating with dry rations and compressed biscuits.

Murphy frowned slightly, looking ahead, "Hidden Dragon, according to your estimate, we should see an island."

"But the front is empty, and as far as I can see, there are no islands within at least thirty kilometers."

I also wondered about this.

According to the map, there should be an island here, how can there be none?

Suddenly, large gurgling bubbles appeared under the surface of the water.

I was startled, and hurriedly tore down the sails, shouting at the two of them, "Quick, row in the opposite direction!"

Even if we rowed back as hard as we could, it was too late.

In the middle of the water, a vast expanse of land topped out, and our boat ran aground on the ridge.

With no reference around, Murphy was stunned and asked, "Is the tide receding?"

"It's not the ebb tide, it's the continent rising on the water."