C950 The Intention of the Hall of Blood

Zhang Yong also felt that something was amiss, so he turned around to look at the green smoke emitting from the furnace and frowned: "Grandfather, then what should we do now?"

Zhang Wenfann thought for a while, these ingredients were all very difficult to obtain, although he had just started, but if he suddenly stopped, all of the ingredients would become useless, he could not stop