C249 Upper Dynasty

As the number of scriptures read by the Jinbo Temple host increased, the white candles around him actually began to shine even brighter! Even on this white day, it was like night. All that was left in front of him were the flickering orange-red candles.

Qi Muyuan's misty eyes looked at the Jinbo Temple host for a moment, then actually leaned weakly against the edge of the bed