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The voice of the oar-man interrupted Yishuoyuan's brief reminiscence. After he collected himself and took a deep breath, he once again gathered his emotions, turned to face forward, and imagined the magic in his heart.,His body was sinking faster and faster. Yishu Yuan didn't know how much saliva he had swallowed, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. Besides the feeling of suffocation in his body, the surrounding water seemed to be getting colder and colder, and his struggles gradually weakened.,Yi Shumen was frozen almost speechless, while the person who saved Yi Shumen grinned and turned to the crowd coming behind him, laughing.。