I can't run away when I see it, I can't beat it again, I can't say it,

Zhu Tong could only ask helplessly with a plea for mercy in his tone,

"Lord Yao, where did you come from so much, you used to be a warrior monk?

Just let me go! I don't have any second thoughts about Your Majesty! ”

"Amitabha," Yao Guangxiao said with a calm face, "The poor monk majored in Buddhism, and occasionally involved some fists and kicks, after all, Yiduo is not pressing." ”

Zhu Tong was completely convinced,

"Master Yao, you speak, I'll listen."

Yao Guangxiao nodded,

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