Chapter 145: The Fake Table

e nothing to do with us..."One of the black copper robes suddenly burst into laughter.Not to mention Long Jingguo, they don't even care about Zhu Zhimou's life. In their eyes, only completing the miss... process completed! The pills were made.Meng He no longer deliberately dawdled, but instead accelerated his speed of alchemy and soon refined a high-grade third-rank elixir!When he looked at Chen Ping...