"—!"

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara didn't even have time to utter an exclamation, she shrank her neck and turned her head, avoiding the sharp separation of the upper and lower jaws.

But the right half of her face still suffered, a piece of white flesh flew out with her chin and a few teeth, the blood and scattered hair fell into the wind, and behind her were hundreds of hands that were still sliding the beads .

Blood stained the ship hall in an instant, and the torn curtains in the sword wind were splashed with bright red, and then there was the sound of the abacus and abacus hitting the ground or the broken arm.

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara had a benevolent face, and was turned into a ghost by the severe wounds. She opened her mouth, grabbed the table that was split in two with one hand, and poked five fingers directly on the wooden board with her green and white fingertips. into a deep pit, and covered his face with his other hand.

His throat was full of blood, and he couldn't even scream under the severe pain.

Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu's reaction was actually a beat slower than that of Avalokitesvara, but he was far away, standing, and more flexible. Except for a few flowers splashed with blood, there was only the one on his face. The eyeless and mouthless golden mask was a little crooked.

"Eight thousand hands?!"

The old man who straightened his mask looked up, and saw that the desk he was sitting drinking tea not long ago had been overturned, and the broken porcelain was soaked in a pool of blood.

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara leaned on the half table, the hands behind her body twitched together.Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu did not dare to approach her, but took a few steps back.

After being so frozen for a moment, before the second sword intent appeared, he cautiously shot out a cloud of turbid air, which landed on the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara.

It was to help Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara to heal his injuries.

The cross-sections of the eight thousand-handed Avalokitesvara's broken hands also exuded black turbid magic energy, which changed into the shape of slender hands like smoke, surging to turn into real flesh and blood.

But at the moment when the arm turned into turbid air was about to be connected to the severed arm, the eight thousand hands of Guanyin who had gradually calmed down, smeared the blood from his mouth, was panting slowly, and suddenly screamed out.

She held back the pain at the moment when her arm was broken, but at this moment she couldn't help crying out.

The pure golden light flows from the wound of the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Guanyin, which not only prevents the turbid air from approaching, but also flickers like a flame, burning the section.

"What a powerful power to destroy demons!" Hong Fushoulu said in surprise, "The swordsman's strength is at least the same as that of the masters of Jiange!"

After saying these words, the old man became more cautious, still not approaching, and asked from a distance: "Guanyin, where did this sword intent come from?"

The evil god is safe within his domain.

It was Chaoshuang, the son of the two evil gods who killed the two evil gods in two days after going to the mainland, and he also did it when Jiuqian Jiusheng complained about his mother and the commander-in-chief of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses left the domain of God.

Only the existence with the permission of the master can travel together.

In contrast, Jiuge's God Realm exists in each Wu Zhu's altar, and it communicates with the same nine gods. Therefore, Jiu Ge's God Realm is completely undefended and has no such protective effect.

Because of this—

In the domain of the evil god, where did this sword intent come from?

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara hissed and gritted his teeth, he could only use his own turbid energy to grind the demon-breaking power on the wound. Although the pain was unbearable, if he didn't do this, these wounds might not heal until the three calamities were broken .

She still covered half of her flattened face with one hand, and raised her other hand from behind, opening it.

A deed appeared in her hand out of thin air, and this time there was no sword intent emerging from it.

Then she slowly brought the deed in front of her, and was ready to throw it away immediately if something went wrong, before she glanced at the content on it.

... Xiangtangzi?And just so little money?

Wait for the name...

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara took a deep breath, and then coughed as the pain intensified due to movement.

"Yes, it's Young Master Chaoshuang!"

"what?"

"He attached the sword intent to the words. I don't know what method he used to make the sword intent on the words burst out the moment it touched me..."

"how is this possible?"

Long live Hong Fu Shoulu murmured, "The sword intent hidden in the tip of the pen should strike at everyone who sees the words. How could it not be released until you hold it?"

The old man is not a swordsman, but he knows that a swordsman can't do this kind of thing!

On the contrary, Wu Zhu has a trick that can be attached to the text, and it will take effect after people read and understand it.

Just now, the reason why Avalokitesvara with Eight Thousand Hands Rescue the Distress only glanced at the contract, and then slowly recalled the content without looking at the contract, was to prevent this kind of trick.

"No matter what method he used... hiss," Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara said slowly, "The facts are right in front of us. It seems that God's Domain is not safe in front of the Eye of Heaven."

"No, it should be said that your God's Domain is not safe enough," Hong Fushoulu Wansui reacted, finally relieved, waved his sleeves and threw out more turbid air to help his colleagues wear off the magic-breaking power on the wound, " He found you through the deed. Now all the blank deeds in Jiangbei have your god name on them."

"The concubine has taken precautions in advance, and all contracts with spiritual power have been reversed, and she is not allowed to enter the concubine's God Realm..."

"But you don't have the sword intent to prevent the swordsman!"

"...It's my concubine's fault."

I don't think it's time to tell who's right and who's wrong, but the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara saw that Hong Fu Shoulu Long Live was the attitude to let her admit her mistake, so she directly admitted her mistake.

She said: "Next, I will check carefully to guard against the contract with sword intent... But, what should I do with the contract that I have already made with Young Master Chaoshuang?"

With this contract here, especially for scribes who are good at writing, and Wu Zhu who is good at contracts, it is very easy to take advantage of the loopholes to enter her domain.

The question of Eight Thousand Hands Rescuing Avalokitesvara is very important. Hong Fu Shoulu Wansui touched the edge of his mask again, and after a long while, he suddenly said:

"Cut off."

"...?"

"Look for the Ever Bright Sword," the old man said, "I'll cut it off for you."

***

There were still burning pains all over his body, and Guanyin with Eight Thousand Hands Grit his teeth and turned into an ordinary person, falling outside the Huanghua Bridge.

Now she is a yellow-haired girl with double buns, a short shirt and a long hakama, the vermilion between her brows has disappeared, and her eyes have been enlarged because of her thinness. She is not as compassionate as the gods in the temple, but a little more agile. .

Eight Thousand Hands Avalokitesvara looked around, not satisfied with this outfit, waved her hand, the ground grass stalks flew up and landed on her head, and the dirt stained the neat clothes grayish-yellow and wrinkled .

Now she seems to have gotten out of some dirty place and rolled on the ground.

So much prepared, the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Guanyin sat down on a tree stump by the side of the road, huddled there, and sobbed a few times from time to time.

She cried sincerely, and now she still has nearly half of her hands that can't grow out.

Not long after that, Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara heard a heavy footstep approaching.

Ren Feiguang slowly walked out of the village named Huanghuaqiao, then looked at her because of the crying, walked towards her, and stopped in front of her.

"...Little girl, why are you crying by the side of the road?"

The young swordsman's voice was very hoarse, but Guanyin with eight thousand hands did not care.

"My father is dead," she said, choking, with a strong local accent, "he owes a debt, and he wants to pay it with us."

After crying like this for a while, but seeing what the Changming Sword was doing, Avalokitesvara with Eight Thousand Arms was a little puzzled, but came out without showing.

She waited until the young swordsman almost murmured.

"Should I cut...?"

The confusion and confusion in these three words can be dripped out without twisting.

Avalokitesvara, who realized something was wrong, was startled, and when she looked up, she saw that this outstanding young disciple in the Jiange didn't have the sharpness that a swordsman should have, and the pupils in his looking down eyes were obviously trembling.

Ren Feiguang seemed to be looking at her, and more like watching the foam flying in the void.

He said: "I can't cut..."

The author has something to say: Guanyin: ...

Avalokitesvara: This world is cheating me.

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