Obviously, no one has been here for a long, long time.

"Master, Master!"

"Disciple knows that you must still be here."

"Promise your disciple, Master!"

Sun Wukong grabbed the iron door with both hands and kept shouting, while tears kept rolling down.

However, even though Sun Wukong cried for an hour, there was still no response.

Lin Hai stood aside and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Brother Monkey, let's go."

"Perhaps, Patriarch Bodhi does not exist in this world."

Lin Hai couldn't help but persuaded.

Sun Wukong may be a fan of the authorities.

Since Patriarch Bodhi taught Sun Wukong all the skills, he successfully started the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West.

Then, his mission has been completed.

There is no point in continuing to exist.

Sun Wukong is crying here, but of course he can't see anyone.

However, Sun Wukong looked persistent and shook his head firmly.

"Second brother, don't talk nonsense."

"I, Old Sun, firmly believe that the master must be here, he must be there!"

After saying that, Sun Wukong once again moved towards the door and shouted sadly.

"Master, Master!"

"Disciples think about it day and night, and dare not forget the grace of teaching!"

"Please Master, please come out and see your disciple!"

"Master!!!"

"well!"

Suddenly, a heavy, old sigh sounded out of thin air.
Chapter completed!