After listening to Evil Moon talk about his experience in alchemy for a long time, Feng Jiuli returned to the room with the medicinal materials to be used, and after stretching, he distributed the medicinal materials in proportion.

"Coming back?"

Obviously the room was empty, but Feng Jiuli smiled slightly, towards somewhere in the room...

"The Waste Material Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 624.How could she die so miserably? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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