The white horse passes through the gap, and the remnant sun is like blood!

In the evening.

In a remote wing room in Jingzhao Mansion.

The room smelled of medicine and smoke, and in the center was a tea table, on which there was no tea, but a large pile of unknown herbs.

An old man was sitting at the table with his back to the door, picking out each small branch and weed very carefully and carefully, and sorting the herbs that had been picked one by one, and piling them aside.

There was a small charcoal stove on the ground on one side of him, and the charcoal fire in the furnace was vigorous, and the small compartment was warm

Chapter 17 of "Tading Abyss" Half of the old man is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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