C3645 Apothecary Zhuo

The sky outside was already dark, so Yang Bo did not go out. A light flashed in front of his eyes as he looked around.

The Plum Blossom Island was not very big, so Yang Bo could almost see the lake at a glance. There were indeed some plum trees on the Plum Blossom Island. These plum trees looked extremely ordinary, and they did not look like ten-thousand-year-old plum trees.

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