C234 Profiteering

It had just rained on the Guosheng mountain, and the green grass on the mountain was filled with the fragrance of water drops and herbs.

Xu Rong, I, and the others had come to the Helmet Mountain before, but we did not discover anything excessive.

It was said that there was a sweet spring at the bottom of the Wok Helm, and that wherever Genghis Khan went