"Where did the stinky monk come from! How dare you spoil my good deeds! The ghost mother looked at the nun who had been killed in the middle of the way, and reminded with some impatience: "This sword has no eyes, I advise the little master not to meddle in things!" ”

"The donor's life is too heavy, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope that the donor will put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha! Amitabha! The nun folded her hands and looked calm.

The familiar voice once again aroused a trace of curiosity in the ghost mother's heart. Seeing that this person's identity was really a bit mysterious, the ghost mother first glanced at the violet not far away, and then looked at the person in front of her, so she stepped forward, smiled, and said, "Persuade me to do good?" It depends on whether you have it or not......

Chapter 180 of "The Pearl of the Drunken Immortal Altar": Knowing the identity, all kinds of persuasion have been fruitless I am hitting in my hand, please wait for a while,

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