C216 Vanishing

Illusionary Scriptures from the First to the Twenty-ninth

In Tang Shisan's courtyard, Sacrificeman Xiong was squatting and taking care of the flowers and plants in the medicinal garden. On the square table, there was a pot of medicinal tea that had just been brewed. Venomous-Insect Envoy Kim gulped down a mouthful, and Xiao Huzi who was serving at the side immediately refilled his teacup