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The Demon Monk 'Amitabha' said, "Young Mountain Lord, please die."

"Die your ass!" Chu Xiu-Er cursed loudly. She turned around to face Jiang Li and sighed softly, "My dear, there's a good chance that we're going to die. Before we die, do you have anything to say to me?"

The corner of Jiang Li's mouth twitched as he said with a wry smile, "The two of us … actually …" "It's really inappropriate