"Amitabha!" Guanyin called the Buddha's name.

With a pinch of her magic trick, the endless rivers between heaven and earth gathered in the sky!

It turned into a wan word and smashed it hard at Zhang Ziling.

"Do you really carelessly take Gonggong seriously when playing in front of me?" Gonggong and Yang Jian rushed forward one after another.

"Ling, you're fine!" Yang Chan shouted loudly.

"It's okay." Zhang Ziling took a look, "Why are you here!"

"We heard that Mr. Zhang was in trouble, so we came over to help." The black bear spirit shouted.

"Brother Ziling, is it okay?" Thank you for your love.

Yang Jian gave Zhang Ziling a warning look, and he spoke directly, "Chan'er, take them to help the monkey! My God of Gonggong and I will meet Guanyin Master for a while!"

Yang Jian lifted his three-pointed two-edged knife and rushed straight to Guan Shiyin.

"Erlang Zhenjun, what does this matter have to do with you?" Guan Shiyin asked.
Chapter completed!