C3808 Worry
"Let's do it, Monk. These fellows will not shed tears until they have seen the coffin!"
Jiang Chen laughed coldly, with the Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand, he stood up proudly, looking unstoppable.
"Amitabha, Amitabha."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shut his eyes tightly and muttered the Buddhist chant in a low voice, constantly shaking his head and sighing.
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