As soon as the thought arose in his mind, his eyes reflected the figure in black tight clothes who was howling at the sky. The Carefree King Buddha in the world suddenly felt that something was wrong.
No matter what the other shore who gave him the golden millet pillow planned, as long as it involved Gu Xiaosang’s body, he could not avoid that person from the hollow jade temple!
He reached the other shore, looked back at time, and unified the past. The furious mad saber in front of him was equivalent to the real person. It was also the real other shore, and there was no time when it was weak, how could he not be alarmed when someone dared to have designs on Gu Xiaosang’s corpse in his arms? Even his own prying might be noticed!
Thinking of this, the free king and Buddha of the world had the intention to retreat. He did not dare to look on from the side, lest he angered someone on the other shore and end up in ashes.
