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The sand boat sped down at full speed, Fengying yelled all the way, she felt that they were flying close to the ground the whole time.
Anshir vomited all the way, with a livid face, he wanted Maca to drive slower, but the sand boat, a means of transportation powered by sails, does not mean that slowing down will make it stable.
The supplies they carried could not support them to cross the sand sea on foot. When he thought of going back, he would have to take another ride ...
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