Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Attack the old house at night and join forces to protect the treasure The night was like cotton wool soaked in ink, heavy over the mountains and forests on the outskirts of the city.In Chen Mo's old house, there was only a dim kerosene lamp on. Under the light, the old man was wearing reading glasses, holding the hair-thin jade carving knife in his hand, and was holding his breath and concentrating on the Hotan seed material. The seed material is fixed on a special sandalwood base, and the…