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Chapter 817 Bald donkey? Monk?(2/2)

These were Jian Shisan’s original words at that time.

At that time, Duan Lingtian never connected the words "bald donkey" and "monk" mentioned by Jian Shisan.

Of course, this is because of his preconceived notions.

If in his previous life on earth, someone mentioned "bald donkey" in front of him, the first thing he would think of was "monk".

But in this life on Yunxiao Continent, not only had he never seen a monk before, he had never even heard of the existence of a monk.

At this moment, looking at the bald middle-aged man wearing cassock, Duan Lingtian realized that there were monks in this world.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary monk.

"Huiming Bald Donkey, you came at the right time...the two Bald Donkeys behind you, why don't you let them show up?"

Jian Shisan looked at the middle-aged monk who had just walked out from behind the clouds and mist, and said lightly.

"Deputy Sect Master Jian, this poor monk is polite."

Being scolded by Jian Shisan as a 'bald donkey', Huiming was not angry. He put his hands together in a salute, then moved his body and fell into the air.

At the same time, another middle-aged monk and a young monk appeared behind him, following closely behind.
Chapter completed!
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