Li Changan penetrated into the Miao village in western Hunan and bound the farming system. Half of the rotten sword was buried and a subtle sword grew out. After fifteen days, it accumulated enough mature points to expand into the third piece of land. An old medicine farmer from Jinfeng Village traded him for half a bag of salt with a colorful fighting cock - the thing in the basket was a Nu Qing chicken, a descendant of the Feng tribe. System pop-up window: The Nuqing Chicken has been accounted for, should I bury it? Li Changan clutched the chicken's neck: Bury it for three days and take a look - there was a grunting sound coming from the depths of Pingshan Mountain three miles away, as if something was turning over!
Not bad, come on
A lot of mess, Ai Wen