C1175 A Dark Horse

Lu Yu glanced at him and shook the storage bag.

From the opening of the bag, only two or three Yellow Spring Flowers fell out.

Wang Luo's eyes flashed with a trace of disdain when he saw this, "So this is all that our great genius has gotten."

He went forward and counted, then said with a cold smile, "Three in total, that's not bad. Many people did not even get a single one