Five days, such as a white horse passing through the gap, tomorrow is the day to set off to Hebei Damingfu.

It is also strange to say, at this time, it is already the autumn of Yiwei (Note 1), and July is expected, but in the last half month, the temperature in the Liangshanbo area is still high.

Finally, at the time of the second watch at night, the world was rarely filled with a little coolness, and everyone in Liangshan, who had been tortured by the high temperature all day, fell asleep one after another, but Zou Run, who had always slept quite well, was frowning and sweating profusely at the moment.

The nightmare began.

In a trance, Zou Run once again became the insignificant crew member in his previous life, riding the wind and waves, passing through the boundless ocean, but the ship he was on was ......

"Water Margin: Starting from Selling Illicit Salt" Chapter 217 Han Shizhong is critically ill and is hitting in his hand, please wait for a while,

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