I was stolen by a bird to be my wife

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara is still in her boat.

In the whole of Jiangbei, I don't know how many people use autographed lottery tickets every day, and the price of sweet candy has doubled. In the eyes of some people, it is not a big money, and the order of statistics is at the end.

Moreover, Guanyin with Eight Thousand Hands is not concentrating on counting now. She received an answer to the letter to Hong Fu Shoulu Long Live, and the other party came directly to her divine domain.

Nine thousand and nine births and complaining mothers are neither men nor women demons, the black armor worn by the marshal of hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses is actually his carapace as an ant, and the thousands of catkins behind the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Goddess of Mercy It makes people feel scary, but the last of the four evil gods, who is called Hongfu Shoulu Long Live, looks not much different from ordinary people.

He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, with an old temperament and gray hair, but standing there has his own majestic momentum.

Wearing a white robe of fine silk, he looks like an official in court, with a black long-winged hat on his head.

Black Wing, which was longer than his forearm, would tremble with just a little movement, and the distance between him and his surroundings was invisible.

And under the long-winged hat is a golden mask with no eyes and no mouth, smooth and round like a mirror.

It was this evil god who looked like an old man, and there was only one strange place left on his body.

The evil gods all have disguised skins similar to ordinary people, but they never hide their real bodies from their colleagues. Only Hong Fu Shoulu is long live, and the appearance under the mask has never been seen by the other three evil gods.

Maybe the mask is his real face?

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara knew that Hongfu Shoulu Wansui was entrenched between the Datai court, and because she was in Jiangbei, she cooperated with this guy more closely than the other two, so she could also analyze it from the subtleties. More.

——Zhuo Yuan, his attitude towards Hongfu Shoulu Wansui is different from that of the other three evil gods.

Although he knew this, Guanyin with Eight Thousand Arms of Rescue never mentioned it to the other two colleagues.

She has never shown it in front of Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Long Live. Anyway, in front of everyone, she is always obedient.

Today Zhuo Yuan entered her God Realm without saying hello, and then Hong Fu Shoulu Long Live came over without saying hello.

"It's Lu Shuang's father and daughter."

The old man who didn't show his true face came in and said, "Did you send someone to bring back the widow of the Lu family?"

The Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Goddess of Mercy sees Lujiapo, and thinks of Hongfu Shoulu Wansui's attention to it.But the matter of sending someone to take away the widow of the Lu family... is there such a thing?

She looked a little dazed, so the two evil gods stared at each other for a while.

In other words, she stared at the golden mask of Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Long Live for a while.

For a moment, she propped up her chin with one hand and thought about it: "I don't remember this."

"You were chopped off by the Heart Sword." Hong Fu Shou Lu Wan Long live firmly said.

When mentioning the Heart Sword, the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Guanyin thought of the terrible person who appeared on the mainland recently.

She asked: "Is the young master Chaoshuang?"

"No," Hong Fushouluwansui sat down at the table, the wings on both sides of the black hat fluttered up and down greatly, and said, "new news from the south, someone from Jiange has come down the mountain."

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara showed a dazed expression again.

She is regarded as a subordinate of the natural disaster in the west of the Jiange, but the natural disaster only needs people's despair, not devouring people's hearts, so she has no deep connection with the natural disaster, and even because she is too busy, she doesn't know much about Jiange.

Leaving Shuzhou, the cultivation of Jiange is not deep, there are two or three in the entire Jiangbei Martial Art Museum, there are very few disciples, and the Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Guanyin avoids them when lending money.

"Who?" she pressed.

"Eternal Bright Sword, Ren Feiguang, the eldest disciple of Taoist Master Jinniu." Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu replied.

For some reason, the old man entrenched in the court mentioned the Jiange disciples in such detail.

"That's right, he seems to be from Renzhangli near Lujiapo. If he returns home, he might bump into the widow of the Lu family." Hong Fushoulu said long live, "And Tianjun mentioned that this Changming sword, His heart sword is to cut debts."

Avalokitesvara with Eight Thousand Arms: "..."

Isn't that just for her?

How come no one has ever mentioned this person to her?

"Jiange disciples basically don't go out of Shu, how can I expect him to show up at this moment," Hong Fushoulu Wansui saw the complaints on her face, and explained, "It's also a coincidence."

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara sighed.

The debt in her hand is still decreasing, I am afraid that this Ever Bright Sword has not stopped moving.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to do any statistics.

Long live Hong Fu Shoulu touched the edge of the golden mask, and said: "You can't let the Changming Sword continue to slash. He seems to have come out of Shu alone, and there are no other Jiange disciples around, so let's take this opportunity to get rid of him."

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara did not speak, letting Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Long live to make a decision.

"Find out where the Lu family's widow is." The evil god with the appearance of an old man continued, "I have already obtained the prescription of Phosphorus Pill, so we can't let her continue to study it. Even if I study it, it can only be in our hands... Jiange If someone makes a move, see if she has gone to the martial arts gym in Queyue City."

"Okay." Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara bowed her head and sent someone to investigate.

Afterwards, the two sides were silent for a while, Hong Fu Shou Lu Long Long sat at the table drinking tea, and Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara consolidated the disappearing debts, and the result was quickly drawn.

"The Eternal Bright Sword is at...the Yellow Flower Bridge."

She whispered, a debt from Huanghuaqiao disappeared while she was speaking.

It was also a village on the edge of Qieyue City, not far from Lujiapo.

"In that case, I will do it."

Long live Hong Fu Shou Lu and make a decision very quickly.

Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara's subordinates are all ordinary people, so they can't deal with swordsmen.As for Hong Fu Shoulu Wansui's subordinates, they are ghost generals and resentful ghosts, just like Jiuqian Jiusheng's resentful mother and the marshal of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Fortunately, Changming Sword is just an excellent disciple of Jiange's younger generation, not a formidable figure like the Sword Master and Dao Master, who must be avoided even by evil gods. If you send out a few ghost generals to attack, you can almost win.

The old man started to dispatch troops, and after a while, he found that Jiange disciple who was also very conspicuous in the crowd at Huanghua Bridge.

The Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Guanyin did not intervene in this matter and continued the work she had put down for a long time.

The cumbersome numbers, accompanied by the clicking sound of the beads, flowed under her countless hands, and were clearly assigned to the direction they should go.

The account books that have been backlogged for a long time are recorded one by one. The efficiency of this evil god is so high that the entire accounting office in the Great Wilderness may be far behind.

So, it took almost no time for a name to appear under Eight Thousand Hands Rescue Avalokitesvara.

The merciful evil god hadn't seen the two small ink characters clearly, and between the consecutive horizontal and vertical strokes, a sword sound like the sound of wind rose up between the veiled curtains of the white jade treasure ship!

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