C313 The Black Armored Soldiers

Go into the side room, seven or eight candlesticks on the table, There were only two or three lit candles.

The remaining candlesticks were much weaker than the candlelight in Chen Xiaofann's hand. There were only a few sparks left, slightly weaker.

When Chen Xiaofann walked into the room, he heard the sound of the candle flame on the candlestick.

"It's so warm. I'm willing to stay here