Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Bodhisattva Jie Dong bled from his seven facial orifices.
Everyone fell silent, looking at this scene in puzzlement.
“What happened to Bodhisattva Jie Dong?” the monks asked anxiously.
The citizens felt incredibly confused. The song is very pleasant, but he is bleeding from his facial orifices?
Only Gu Hai, Long Shenwu, Mu Chenfeng, and the others aboard the flying ships understood.
“This Bodhisattva Jie Dong is truly heroic,” a general behind Long Shenwu marveled with a sigh.
“Indeed. Ensnaring Performance must have sung ten songs already. To think that Bodhisattva Jie Dong can still sit there calmly! A true man!”
“Back then, we could not finish even one song.”
“The Unmoving Vow of Silence Meditation truly lives up to its reputation.”
The generals looked at Bodhisattva Jie Dong in shock.
“Bodhisattva Jie Dong wants to drag things out. However, he does not know that Ensnaring Performance does not need to drag it out,” Sima Changkong said with a strange expression.
As the beggar clapped, Ensnaring Performance sang even more excitedly. His intoxicated singing made the surrounding citizens feel great anticipation. If only we could listen!
However, why was Bodhisattva Jie Dong bleeding from his facial orifices?
“It must be so nice that Bodhisattva Jie Dong felt so moved that he started bleeding,” someone said out of nowhere.
Blargh! Bodhisattva Jie Dong spewed out a mouthful of blood. Moved, my ass. This old monk is about to go crazy.
“Bodhisattva Jie Dong, are you losing control of your energy? Quickly calm down. You cannot lose at this moment!” Bodhisattva Zi Zhu cried out anxiously.
Bodhisattva Jie Dong’s hands trembled as he held them together. He continually recited Buddhist scriptures in his mind as he looked at Ensnaring Performance, who seemed to have forgotten about everything else.
An evil demon! An evil demon! Where did this evil demon come from? Can you rest for a while? Why are you still singing?
Bodhisattva Jie Dong felt like crying. After practicing Buddhism for so many years, this was the first time he felt such despair.
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