C1904 Gao Bo's Gift

Lee Mo cut down the Black Nanmu wood and continued to cut it in half. Within a day, Lee Mo had cut down all the firewood he had used for the past few months. The sky gradually darkened, and there was a bright moon. He slowly rose to the top of the tree. Lee Mo took a look and saw that there was already a small mountain in front of him. There was a lot of firewood piled up