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... ith the Bodhisattvas.

“Not singled out? How to bully!”

I have said something angry.

Buddha smiled and glanced at her: "Who told you to single-handedly?"

On this battlefield, there is no single heads-up.

The Buddha looked at the chaos, and the battle between Sun Wukong and the Bodhisattva made thousands of fires. Even after thousands of miles, they could still feel the heat wave.

"Daji."

Buddha said: "I heard that you have the law of the way to pro ...

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