C1697 It's Not That I'm Stupid It's Just That Your Brain Is Sick

"Brat, you're done!" The man shouted.

However, none of them glanced at him, completely disregarded his killing intent, and directly evaluated all of his spiritual medicines one by one.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I see, the collection of 'thousand gold whiskers' requires a white stone shovel to prevent it from harming its medicinal properties! "I've gained experience."

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"So that's the case