C500 Remember That Fat Sheep

As soon as the medicine was poured into the bottle, long golden hair grew out from Naoros's head. He stroked his golden hair proudly and laughed out loud at Sima Kuang.

"Hahahaha, thank you Fellow Taoist for your help!"

Looking at the gleeful Naoros, Sima Kuangxing suppressed his desire to tell Chu Buchu that he had already sold a bottle of drug, 5 million RMB, to him.

"Sigh