chapter 256 Being calculated

Time is constantly passing by.

At eight o'clock in the morning, two figures disappeared into the barren mountains.

Hell and Chen Qian are coming.

"Boss, is there really such a rare flower as the tricolor ambergris in this world?"

Chen Qian asked as he galloped.

"I am also not certain."

Hell said with a gloomy face, "I once read about the tricolor ambergris in an ancient book. It has a miraculous effect on us warriors, especially those with...