"Oh, so you still have the blood of the royal family?" The man asked playfully when he heard her talk about his grandmother. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hehe, the wealth of the world is like a passing cloud...... facing the man who was crowned like jade by his long snow-white hair, Liu Zhao's mouth was a little garlic.

"Linger, where did you meet Mi?" Hebo in the mirror interrupted Liu Zhao's incomprehensible rambling, and there was some impatience in his tone.

"It's in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, didn't I say it just now?" Liu Zhao licked his lips that were dry, scratched his head and asked.

"Hey!" He Bo sighed, he was also speechless in the face of such a off-line junior, but he shook his head helplessly slightly.

"Oh, why didn't I say something so important?" Liu Zhao knocked his head hard, feeling that he had been standing for a long time, and his feet were a little sore. She simply sat on the ground and began to tell Hebo about the beginning and end of her encounter with Luoshen, and what happened after she met Shui Mi under the volcano of the Demon Cult.

"Ah Mi!" When Hebo heard Liu Zhao say that Luo Shen had already died, and the remnant soul dissipated after meeting Liu Zhao, his noble body trembled violently, and a tear as bright as crystal slowly slid down his cheek, which was as pure as jade.

"That ......" Liu Zhao, who was sitting on the ground, curled a strand of his hair with his fingers uneasily, and Hebo's silent grief was distressing, and she asked carefully: "Ancestor Hebo, since you care so much about Luoshen, why did you let her go out to find her son alone?" ”

"Ah Mi ......" He Bo muttered the haunting name of the dream, sighing with difficulty. He sat slowly in the crystal mirror, as if Limbo were sitting in the middle of the water. Through Liu Zhao's face, he was obviously muttering to the woman in his heart: "Can't you wait for me?" ”

Being looked at by Hebo so affectionately, Liu Zhao felt very weird, she adjusted her sitting posture, knelt down dignifiedly, and asked curiously: "Ancestor Hebo, according to your cultivation, you should have ascended to the immortal realm a long time ago, right?" What is the fairy world like? ”

Perhaps it was the ignorance on Liu Zhao's face that woke him up from his remembrance, he smiled bitterly and said softly: "For thousands of years, I have never left the world!" ”

"What? What is the ...... in the mirror? Liu Zhao stared blankly at the smooth and neat crystal mirror, wanting to see something.

"I left a glimmer of my mind here in the hope that I would see her again. However...... In the end, we ended up like this, and we didn't have a chance to see each other again! Hebo's voice was filled with deep remorse and infinite regret.

"Ancestor, where are you now?" Liu Zhao is very curious about this, is there still an immortal in the world?

"Linger, it's hard to explain this matter, I'll tell you the story of what happened on the banks of the Luoshui River first!"

In Hebo's sad and nostalgic telling, the legend that lingered in Liu Zhao's heart, thousands of years ago, slowly unfolded to see its original face.

In ancient times, Luo Mi, the daughter of Fuxi, met Feng Yi, the water god of the Yellow River, who was called Hebo by mortals, when she was visiting Luoshui. The innocent and charming Luo Mi and the handsome and free Feng Yi fell in love at first sight, and the great god Fuxi was also extremely satisfied with this marriage.

Fu Xi already had great magical powers, and he married his daughter, which caused a sensation in the fairy world at that time. As mentioned earlier, the seven-colored yarn is that before Luo Mi got married, Fu Xi deliberately went up to the fairy world to refine the aura in the water eyes of the nine-day long river into silk, so that the weaver girls in the fairy world worked day and night, and it became a beautiful wedding dress.

And Feng Yi had just become an immortal in the fairy world at that time, and the Queen Mother of the West had always looked at him differently. In order to show respect, she gave Tianshui Dan, which can collect all the water sources in the world, as a congratulatory gift. When Fu Xi saw the Tianshui Dan, he was overjoyed, and he simply collected all the water of the nine-day long river into the Tianshui Dan and refined it into the nine-colored bead chain.

It is said that the two couples are very affectionate after marriage, because Luo Mi likes to educate the mortal people on both sides of the Yellow River and is loved by the people in the world. Hebo also used his whole body to manage the Yellow River in an orderly manner.

However, Hebo is deeply aware that there are great hidden dangers in the course of the Yellow River.

It was at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, in the huge water hole of the source of the Yellow River, there was a tyrannical aura that could not be removed. This breath has been left since ancient times, and it needs to be sealed by Hebo with spiritual energy to keep the Yellow River from flooding. And once the aura is exhausted, this breath will agitate the water eyes, causing flooding on both sides of the Yellow River.

It is this hidden danger that not only broke up the family of Hebo and Luoshen, but also made Hebo bear the infamy of thousands of years.

He was afraid that after he and Luo Shen flew to the immortal realm, the tyrannical aura in the eyes of the Yellow River would get out of control. At that time, the people on both sides of the Yellow River will suffer from the floods.

In the end, Hebo came up with a way to completely subdue the tyrannical aura in the eyes of the Yellow River: he wanted to go to Buzhou Mountain to find the beautiful jade left by the teeth left by the Pangu God in the ancient times, and then fused the dragon soul that he had cultivated for more than a thousand years into the jade and refined it into the Yellow River watermark. This Yellow River watermark can suppress thousands of rivers in the world, not to mention the Yellow River water eye!

In this way, a few years after their husband and wife got married, Hebo said goodbye to Luo Mi and went to Buzhou Mountain to find the teeth of the great god Pangu and refine the watermark of the Yellow River.

Who knows, Hebo's departure will be a hundred years! When he went through a lot of hardships and finally returned to Shuifu with the refined Yellow River watermark, it was just in time for Roselle to produce!

How did Hebo, who had just been promoted to immortal, know that the fetus with a godhead had a very different time to conceive in the mother's body than ordinary people, not to mention that Luo Shen was still the daughter of the great god Fuxi!

Just when Hebo was uncertain about the identity of the newborn baby, Luoshen's maidservant Shui Mi slandered the child as a combination of Luo Shen and Hou Yi. This made Hebo, who was already skeptical, furious when he heard it!

He has always known that Hou Yi has been fond of Luo Shen for a long time, but the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless, and the beautiful Luo Shen is in love with him and becomes a husband and wife.

However, in order to deal with the hidden dangers in the eyes of the Yellow River, Hebo has been gone for a hundred years. He really didn't know the love between their husband and wife, and they could withstand this hundred years of separation. Once the seeds of doubt were planted, they soon grew into towering trees in Hebo's heart, coupled with Shuimi's constant instigation, Hebo completely believed in his wife's infidelity.

And the vicious-minded maid Shuimi, relying on Luoshen's trust in her, stole the poor newborn baby, brutally abolished the child's innate spiritual power, and cruelly abandoned him to the world. Immediately, when Luo Shen was in a hurry to find the child, he deliberately let Luo Shen see the scene of Hebo and himself, which finally stimulated Luo Shen to run away from home.

After Luo Shen just walked out of the water mansion, Shui Mi transformed into the appearance of Luo Shen to find Hou Yi. Zhang Zuoqiao pretended to be persecuted by Hebo, and shamelessly seduced Hou Yi. (To be continued.) )