The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 1286

The motorized boat slowly sailed toward the broad sea.

The water at the pier was not very deep. It was turbid and looked sandy yellow. The aquatic plants grew dense there. The boat seemed to be sailing into an underwater forest.

The noise from the engine was incredibly loud.

The speed of the motorized boat was not very fast, and ripples appeared on the water surface behind them.

Two hours later, the boat finally sailed into the deeper depths of the river.

The water level there was higher, and the speed of the boat increased. The motorized boat did not have a cabin. The few of them had been in the wind for two hours, so it was inevitable that they would be a little cold.

Aria put on her hat. Her face was a little pale.

Jaydon looked at the weather. “It might rain. Will this motorized boat work if that happens? If we enter the sea later, will it be able to withstand the weather?”

“We can’t find a better boat. Only this one.”

Jaydon sighed slightly and took out some bread and water from his backpack. “Eat something!”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll give you some.”

“Don’t untie her. Bring the bread over. Bruce took the bread, unwrapped it, and coldly stuffed it into Miya’s mouth.

Miya smiled at him like an eerie ghost and lowered her head to bite the bread.

have much of an appetite and only

water.

day and a night before entering the estuary from the

the sea, the color of the

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distinctly changed.

the sea, so it naturally could not be mixed. At the point where they met, it formed a natural barrier, and

muddy, and the seawater was deep and

but sigh at the uncanny workmanship of nature and how magnificent and enchanting

through

arrived at their

front of us is Green Phoenix Island.” The guide slowly

and muttered something to

he talking about?” Bruce

for us on the shore for two days. If we don’t return to the boat

“Fine.”

his backpack and jumped off the boat

getting off the boat, their legs were actually a little weak, as though they were stepping on cotton.

Now that he was ashore, his

gloomily, “How did you catch seabirds in the past? Do you have any tricks to do

you differentiate between the

rugged. “Mr. Everett, the seabirds live in the middle of the island. How

lead the way.

don’t play