Chapter 1285: fall into the trap

In the middle of the night, on the rough sea, a ship was breaking through the waves.

The old oil lamp on the bow swayed gently with the waves, still reflecting the front and continuing to guide the ship.

Suddenly, a few strange black shadows passed around the ship, and a thick layer of frost fog was silently frozen on the plywood.

A sorcerer in a thick cloak, holding an oil lamp in his hand, was in charge of guarding the sentry. He couldn't help shivering, cursing in a low voice, and he quickly put the

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