What do you want?

In the spacious hall, there were two rows of washed-up kasayas neatly placed on both sides.

The firelight in Lao AI's eyes seemed to have been dyed by Lao Ai, and it was as white as the lantern in Jiaojiao's hand.

Because of the numerous flames, the large hall was clearly illuminated.

In the innermost part of the hall, there was an extremely wide glass screen with a picture of a hundred ghosts at night. There was a soft couch and a high table.

The successor disciple li lieyue had black hair and was wearing a black dress. He was sitting cross-legged on a couch. The maid beside him was wearing a skirt that was swaying in the wind, and a blue butterfly was circling around her. It was Wu Liu.