C53 Second Uncle

Wen Xiuyuan washed the dirt off his body and changed into a clean set of clothes.

The simple alchemy room made of stone was blown into smithereens. Luckily, Wen Xiuyuan's purple-gold alchemy furnace was not an ordinary item, otherwise, it would have been blown to pieces long ago.

Wen Xiuyuan squatted on the ground and frowned, "Ai, it seems like this place can't be used anymore!"

Xiao Cheng