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Chapter 1237 Good Fortune Boy ([-])

There is one more person?Looks like it should still be alive?
The dignified woman raised her eyebrows lightly, very surprised.Ordinary gods may be knocked out of their wits when they touch it, how can a mortal survive the karmic fire in the blue spring?

Suddenly there was an urge to discover a peerless genius and want to take it back as a disciple.

Thinking of this, Guanyin of the South China Sea gracefully fell from the clouds to the ground, walked up to the unconscious Hong'er, touched two drops of fairy fat on Hong'er's forehead with a willow branch, and saw the person lying on the ground Her eyelashes trembled slightly, she regained consciousness, and was about to open her eyes. She pursed her lips slightly, and called softly in a soft and kind voice: "Young man? How do you feel?"

Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea is not like the Sun Wukong who defeated the Buddha, and has no friendship with the Emperor's family.In addition, it belongs to the South China Sea and is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court. The seven princesses did not attend the full moon banquet.In her eyes, now Hong'er is wearing men's clothes and wearing a man's hair bun, for a while, she misidentified her gender.

The karma of the blue spring has dissipated, revealing the blue sky above.

The scorching sun hangs high, and the sun is dazzling.

After getting used to the darkness, the sudden strong light made Hong'er subconsciously raise her arms to block her eyes, and only after she got used to the light did she see the silhouette of the woman in front of her clearly.

"Who... are you?" His lips were dry and peeling, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat was dry from crying, and his throat was burning and painful after saying a single word.

"You may not believe it, but I am the Guanyin Bodhisattva of the Western Heaven and the South Sea." After all, such a thing as seeing a living Bodhisattva can only happen in a dream in the mortal world.

"Oh." A symbolic perfunctory sound, without any fluctuations in his heart, then he didn't bother to talk to her, lowered his eyes, and looked at himself.

Where is she...

Who is she...

My brain went blank, and if I tried hard to remember it, my head felt like it was about to explode.

Hong'er quickly understood a fact—she lost her memory.As for the blood clot in the brain after being hit by someone, it was artificially caused by nerves?Whether it was because her own subconscious was closed because of too tragic memories of the past is unknown.

Tilting his head, moving his joints, when his little head was twisting, his eyes inadvertently caught three words embroidered on his chest - Honghaier.

It's a little strange, but it should...be a personal name.

Since it was embroidered on his chest, it should be his name.

But why would she foolishly embroider a name here?Is it for someone to see?Or is it because she often loses her memory that she uses this method to remind herself?

Anyway, I have no memory, so I can't think about it.

In her heart, Hong'er had the temperament of being at ease when she came, and since she couldn't figure it out, she simply put the problem behind her.

At this time, the corners of Nanhai Guanyin's mouth twitched as if he had been poured with cold water. He didn't know who this person was. Dare he be more indifferent when he saw the Bodhisattva?
No matter what I thought in my heart, I just asked, "Master, who are you? Where are you from?"

The smile on his face had the faint smell of a human trafficker.

Hearing the sound, Hong'er came back from her own thoughts, glanced at Nanhai Guanyin, and replied confidently: "I don't know!"

"...Then are you willing to go back with me and become my subordinate..."

Before she finished speaking, Hong'er interrupted: "Is food and accommodation included?"

"……Bag."

"Then let's go." He stood up quickly.

(End of this chapter)