บท 737: Niu Qingshan's Grief!

Three days after the ghost ship left, in a villa in Yang City, China, the noise of smashing tables and benches could be heard, "Get lost. I don't want to see you. I will never forgive you!"

At the next moment, a handsome purple-robed man was pushed out of the room, and the door was slammed shut again.

The man revealed a helpless expression, but his gaze was filled with guilt and shame.

At this moment, a young man in green walked over without leaving a trace. He winked and said, "Is that girl still angry at you?"

Luo Tianya sighed softly, "Grown women are inconsolable!"

That day, they had used Shi Qianhan's method to hide themselves inside the stone coffins. They had really avoided the black fog outside the ghost ship. When they woke up, they realized that they had landed on a small island at the edge of the Bermuda Triangle.