Chapter 389 Inheritance

In the wooden grass hall, the light floated inscrutably, the aura condensed into layers of silk wrapped around Shao Xiaoli's body, she had closed her eyes, her face was quiet, her red dress was tightly attached to her body, as if it was sealed in a crystal coffin. Thunderclouds gathered in the sky over the hayloft, blotting out the moon, and the last bit of light in the house disappeared.