On the messy riverboat, the old woman endured the pain and kowtowed.

"Good man! Not long after my son was thrown into the water by thieves, the hero rescued my son, and after a little delay, his two lives could not be saved. ”

"Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, the gold and silver on the ship are given to you, please help, and the poor old woman is one."

Although her hands and feet were bound by ropes, the old woman slammed her head on the plank, and when she saw the flesh on her forehead burst and blood oozed out, she did not care, but kept pleading and pleading.

"Alas...... I will be a son in the end, and I pity the hearts of parents all over the world......"

Looking at the endless river at his feet, Zou Run couldn't help it......

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