"I'm not talking about you. You are so pushy and self-righteous. Yelang is arrogant. Do you think I have to go up?

Sorry, you are overthinking. Your father came here not to reach heaven, but to educate a mentally retarded generation like you who lacked maternal love since childhood..."

Jiang Du's mouth turned into a machine gun again, he moved to a small bench and sat down, crossed his legs, and started facing upwards.

What Jiang Du didn't know was that everything he said now could be clearly seen by the pioneers outside.

ZhenshiΣ(っ °Д °;)っ

Eternal!

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∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Everyone...

What's going on?

Why are you scolding me just like that?

And this talker has left an afterimage so quickly. What happened?

They could see Jiang Du's mouth shape, but they couldn't hear Jiang Du's voice.

"Something interesting!"

A slight smile appeared on Dugu Sword Demon's stern face, and then the iron sword behind his back lightly swiped.

"Since your mother passed away early, I, as a junior, don't have the opportunity to pay tribute to Nima's ashes, so why don't I just sing a great sorrow mantra to Nima to say goodbye to her!"

"Namohe Ladana, Dora Yeye Namo Asiye, Polu Jiedi, Shuo Boluoye, Bodhisattva Tumpoye, Mahasattva Tumpoye, I wish you good luck, my legs are not good."

My heart is sour, my heart is not beating, I can’t eat it anymore, I can’t drink it anymore and I’m choked...”

A rhythmic voice sounded outside the shadow world.
Chapter completed!