"Ma'am, why am I so upset tonight?" Xiao Dafu sat in front of the study and looked at some accounts, but it was very strange, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to concentrate.

"Master, you must be too tired, it is better to let Ru'er give you a little press." Bai Ru said with a concerned face.

"Well, maybe, trouble ma'am."

"The master is too polite."

At this moment, a different sound suddenly came from the distant sea, and there were layers of ripples in the silent night sky.

Xiao Dafu waved his hand, and Bai Ru stood aside obediently. It took a while for this movement to gradually dissipate, but Xiao Dafu's feeling of panic became more and more intense, strange, is it really too busy recently, it seems that you have to pay attention to your body, it's just that, this state is not suitable for checking the accounts, it is better to go to the Buddha Hall and sit for a while.

"Madam, I'm still a little irritable, I want to go to the Buddhist hall to read the Buddhist scriptures for a while, why don't I rest first."

"Master, the slave family also likes Buddhist scriptures, can you also go to the Buddhist hall to have a look," Seeing Xiao Dafu raise his eyebrows, Bai Ru hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, master, the slave family will definitely not disturb you." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Dafu couldn't think of a reason to refuse, nodded lightly, Bai Ru was overjoyed, and even his steps were a little brisker, Xiao Dafu followed with a smile.

Haitou Gang, Chanson is asleep. In the dream, Fang Dao bowed lightly, and then left with tears. Qian Sen tried his best to keep it, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the slightest sound, and the figure of Fang Dao became fading and fading.

"Don't!" Qian Sen sat up, wiped the cold sweat on his head, it turned out to be a dream, this dream together, sleepy, he put on his clothes and walked into the courtyard, there is no moon tonight, the winter night seems even colder, Qian Sen subconsciously remembered the words before the knife went on the boat: "A few fishermen can get fairy grass, now with my strength, I will definitely be able to get greater benefits, and then our Haitou Gang will not have to be trapped in this small harbor." ”

"Second brother, you're okay now."

In Danxia Mountain, the clouds that shrouded the main peak are still calm, but the sealed Linglong can't sleep peacefully, her heart throbs, after all, Lian Tianding has been with her for thousands of years, and the fluctuations in it are faintly felt, just now, it seems that Lian Tianding has a little change, but soon it regained its calm, little monk, whether you can find those immortals or not, as long as you live well, you? How about now?

In the hazy of the ten directions, as if in a dream, Fang Dao, Lian Wuxin, Guo Da, Wang Shengtian and others fought side by side with themselves, and the opponent was hidden under the thick black air mass, which was not real, but the flashing sword light and sword shadow were real, and the big guy killed, killed, killed...... Those black air masses are killing more and more, they are getting more and more tired, more and more tired, suddenly, Shifang thought of a little, he is a fucking Buddha cultivator, the kind of Taoist, thinking of this, he suddenly has spiritual power all over his body, under great joy, the scriptures of the past life are slowly recited with spiritual power, and the Buddha's light shines for a while. The figure in the black air mass fell to the ground with a loud roar, like snow suddenly blooming in spring. Shifang laughed, turned around, but found that he was the only one left standing, Fang Dao, Lian Wuxin, and Zang Tianfeng all fell to the ground, they didn't blink their eyes, and the people under the black air mass that Fang had just killed now also showed their true colors, Gao Feng, Lei Zi, Wei Wuliang, Dong Hai...... Shifang's heart was like a knife, and he roared loudly: "No-"

Waking up from a nightmare, Shifang was covered in cold sweat, calmed down, Shifang touched his body, and then said in surprise: "I'm not dead?" Before he could celebrate, he was interrupted by a voice in front of him: "You will naturally not die, and you will live better in another way." ”

Shi Fang raised his head and found that there was a severed hand wrapped in a black air mass floating in the air not far in front of him, he was shocked, and then he remembered the cause and effect, could it be that everything on this island was caused by this severed hand?

"Who are you?"

"You don't have to know, because it's useless to know."

"What about the others?" Shifang's face was a little pale.

"Naturally dead, very clean, dead without a body, the soul is scattered." Black Severed Hand said proudly.

Shi Fang clenched his fists and stared at the severed hand.

"Don't worry, you'll be like them soon, but your body will stay."

Shifang was very frightened, but even more angry, the more than 300 people who came with him, no matter what kind of thoughts they had, but in the end they ended up like this, he could not tolerate it. But I can't do anything now, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, and anything else is just humiliation. Shifang stared at the withered hand in front of him tightly, wanting to engrave him in his bones, if he didn't die, the hatred of these more than 300 people would fall on him.

Looking at Shifang's angry eyes, the severed hand let out a smug laugh, and then the hoarse voice came out again: "Do you know why I didn't take your soul directly while you were unconscious?" That's because, the more unwilling you are, the more angry you are, the most delicious taste of your soul, do you want to take revenge? You, there's no more of a chance. Hahahaha......" In the laughter, the withered hand opened slightly and grabbed the top of Shifang's head.

Shifang closed his eyes in resignation. "Deciphering the Heart Sutra" says that it is true and idealistic, so what does it matter if you can't let go of life and death, and can't let go of hatred? It's just that I didn't have a chance after all. If there is an afterlife, I still want to have this thought, but unfortunately, this severed hand wants to possess my body, then most of my soul can not fall into reincarnation, I am afraid that it will completely dissipate in heaven and earth. At this time, Shifang felt more regretful, Linglong, let you down, it's just that I've tried my best.

After a long time, hey, after thinking about it so much, why hasn't the severed hand been started yet? Shifang opened his eyes with a hint of surprise, but suddenly found a surprised scene. His whole body exuded a warm golden Buddha light, but the pitch-black ink-like demonic energy emanating from the severed hand was unable to move, and he even heard a heart-rending roar.

"Great Blessing Mantra?" The severed hand said angrily, a little monk was so powerful Buddha mantra, could it be that this little monk has a great background, shouldn't it, the cultivation is so low, and the location is so remote, who will come here to hone?

Shifang looked at the pitch-black air mass that was flickering and extinguishing, and no matter how it tossed, he finally couldn't take a step further. My heart warmed, and I secretly scolded: "Stinky monk, obviously worried about me, but he just put on a lazy look, which made me think that this time I was dead, but it's okay." ”

Looking at the futile black air mass, Shifang was happy in his heart, but his face looked painful, and he shouted loudly: "You severed hand, the Buddha will not die today, and he will return it twice as much." ”

The black qi attached to the severed hand is still churning, although the Great Virtue Blessing Mantra has no lethality, but as long as it is not an attack that is too different in the realm, it will not be able to break through at all, and he has worked hard for a long time without an inch, so it is inevitable that he will be very frustrated, but seeing the painful look of Shifang, he is happy in his heart, and more black qi gushes out.

"Ah, it hurts, your conscience has been bitten by a dog!"

"By the way, you're not a fucking thing, you don't even have a brain!"

"It hurts me, you...... You're not a man, you don't have a handle......"

Shifang's miserable howl has continued, and the swearing words have also been updated, but he has only been in the dock for a few months, and many things still have not been understood, otherwise the clichés of the dock who greet each other's female families and have a not-so-pure relationship will surely pour out desperately at this time.

But the severed hand couldn't stand it anymore, no matter how hard he tried, except for the fainter and weaker scolding, the dazzling golden light never weakened in the slightest, and the words sounded more and more unbearable. I didn't feel much of a dog with my conscience, but the dog meat tasted good; There are no brains, hehe, there are no brains, so many people are played to death by whom; Not a man? Don't bring a handle? This can't be endured, there are also men and women in the demon world, and there were groups of beautiful concubines back then, if it weren't for ...... The black air mass rolled again, and the severed hand suddenly exerted force, in exchange for a few low cries of pain that were not painful.

Shifang was a little thirsty, and even he felt ashamed after scolding so much, and he was so tired, he fell to the ground in the stone room at the moment, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The severed hand was stunned for a moment, the black qi automatically converged, and the dazzling golden light slowly dissipated, he, he fell asleep, just fell asleep, was he playing just now...... Can't play the deity? Annoyed and angry, the severed hand felt a kind of humiliation for the second time.

The first time was when he first entered the Xia Yun Continent, with his capable masters, ready to lurk here and wait for an opportunity to act. As soon as he came out of the spatial crack, he fell into the encirclement of a large number of monks, and before he could recognize the situation, he was stunned by the overwhelming magic weapon. The first think tank under the dignified black devil, before he came up with a plan, he was left to flee in a hurry, how embarrassing the scene was, and racking his brains to find out how to save his life. In the end, in desperation, he gritted his teeth and used the tragic method of a strong man to keep his wrist The golden cicada broke out of its shell, and gave up most of the essence blood and soul of the body, only to exchange for a chance to breathe, but the essence and blood of the soul were consumed too much, and he was almost dying. And just woke up, he was played by a little monk of half a size, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, looking at the monk who was sleeping peacefully, the black air mass in his hand was about to be thrown out, but he suddenly thought of the great Weide blessing mantra that gave him a headache.

There was nowhere to vent his anger, and the black air mass on his broken hand poked out a black chain, and struck at the stone wall with hatred, and the entire stone room was shaky, and Shifang just turned sideways and continued to sleep.

The Great Wisdom Blessing Mantra is just a blessing spell, without attack, it can only relieve some calamities, but the demonic energy is exactly in this category, not to mention the intake of the souls of the ten directions. But it is not omnipotent, with the current cultivation of the realm of the ten directions, if you encounter something fatal, you will still lose your life, such as the body suffering some irreparable injuries, being cut in half, internal organs are too bad, and so on.

But the severed hand can't do this, if he does this, this excellent furnace with a trace of divine beast blood will be wasted, he needs such a body now, and Shifang's body has far exceeded his expectations, this kind of opportunity, how can he not grasp it well.

Sleep, hehe, the deity has time to concoct you, and then let you kneel and beg me to give you death, hahahaha......