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Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Six Forms Are Empty Is Form!(2/2)

The last time travel.

I volunteered to seek Buddhist scriptures in the West, but the world around me was still hypocritical.

At this moment, Lin Fan came to the last world.

Looking at the top scorer who was on the list of gold, Xi Shi hugged her two tofu and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. grind the tofu!"

Suddenly I felt a little funny.

Things are so glorious.

And on the other hand, not so.

In Cantonese, the meaning of grinding tofu is glass.

After all, they were two couples, who had been waiting for their husbands to go to high school for ten years.

They were still two tofu Xishi, and they had been together behind their backs for a long time, just to show their husbands.

This is a bit ironic.

When Sun Wukong, who was in the last world, saw the reincarnated Supreme Treasure and the reincarnated Fairy Zixia continued to be entangled on the city tower.

Sun Wukong took action to possess Supreme Treasure and kissed Fairy Zixia for him, but turned around without any nostalgia and continued to go to obtain the scriptures.

Color is emptiness is color, and all illusions are in front of him, losing the color of disguise.

In such a world, rebellion becomes ridiculous.
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