after Buchang left, the figure of people who came to wash the medicine was gradually scarce, and the sun was slowly inclining to the West. As the night came, the gate of the palace of the gold washing pool was closed again.

seeing that no one is coming again, Mo ran slowly stands up and silently looks at the gold washing pool. After a while, he finally takes out the lotus he got earlier.

after pondering for a while, Mo ran slowly put his hand into the gold washing pool.

with the palms of your hands, Mo ran feels that a thick liquid has wrapped his palms. At the next...