C542 The Goods Are out of Stock

In the current North City, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. However, at this moment, Chang'e suddenly came looking for him.

"What is Chang'e looking for me for at this time?"

Wang Cheng thought to himself as he opened his private message.

"Fellow Immortal Wang Cheng, are the perfume and cosmetics gone?"

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Seeing the private message