C1167 Don't Fight with Me

Seeing that Jiang Zhuo had plucked the Frightening Spirit Grass, Feng Hanshuang also stood up and said, "Can we leave now?"

"There's no rush!"

Jiang Zhuo looked at the spiritual spring in front of him. It was not easy to see so much spiritual liquid, how could he return empty-handed?

If these spiritual liquids were left here, they would also be divided up by others