Mo You's spell pen lightly slammed on the stone platform, and although the sound of the light buckle was not loud, it also made the group of refiners shrink their heads.

Mo You wasn't angry, she was just a little incredulous and irritable.

"Do you have a spell pen, then? What about bone meal? ”

The refiners were still silent, and now Mo You became more and more helpless and irritable.

Mo You felt that it was normal to spread knowledge, even if it was beyond the reach of the cultivators of this cultivation realm

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