C419 The dust settles

"Haha!" Good! This old man knew that you are not simple! I really made you a seventh-grade pill! "Hahahaha!" Ouyang Mu laughed. He could not be happier!

At the same time, Du Qianyi and the others also revealed smiles. No matter who refined the seventh-grade pill, the appearance of the seventh-grade pill was a matter worthy of celebration!

"Wooden Boy