C659 The chief of the Medicinal material!

"Damn, Chu Qianye, I will not rest until you are dead!" Song Yu's hair was dishevelled, he glared at Chu Qianye and roared.

At the moment, Song Yu had not recorded anything about the Medicinal material. There were only ten minutes left, he had only recorded 200 different types, but every time, he would cause a ruckus with his soul perception like a ghost