C645 Carving

Even though Jiang Zhuo had accumulated the power of the Fang Shu for a long time, it was only the size of ten hair.

If he wanted to merge with other things, it would have to be as thick as a finger.

At the entrance of the shop.

Seeing Jiang Zhuo and the others leave, the shop owner was unwilling. His eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fists.

Three strong men walked out of the shop