C68 Return to dark spitting statue

Xu Bodhi's face was as cold as ice. He no longer had the gentle and gentle expression he had when facing Sun Wukong. He looked at his six ears as if he was an enemy who hated his father for his death, as if he wanted to devour all six ears.

"Who is your master?!"

"Six ears, you're just a spirit soul born of Wukong's evil thoughts. Your body reeks and you're not Wukong