chapter 249 Immortal Palace, the shadow behind

Old Man Wu raised his lips and said, "Want to know?"
"My voice has been a little hoarse lately, and I can't speak."
Old man Wu spoke in a controlled manner with a melancholy look on his face, and immediately everyone knew what he was trying to do.
A burly monk with a face full of flesh slapped the table.
"Waiter, serve him a pot of the finest spiritual tea - Autumn Wind Chant."
"I paid for it!"
The waiter on the side was already prepared, and a loud voice rang out.
"Okay!"
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