C418 Disappeared Corydalis

There were no unusual movements on the ground, Wang Ye licked his dry lips, staring straight at the Corydalis Herba, afraid that the flower would escape.

A single petal could make a wish. In Wang Ye's mind, there was a record of this kind of special medicine that was recorded in the ancient medical books, and it was ranked last in the legends of the Ancient Desolation