"Wine is a good thing. Yao Ji stood up, flask in her hand, her feet swaying, turning a few times, her skirt flying.

She lifted her crisp hand and poured wine into her mouth, which overflowed and mixed with tears.

Xia Li really couldn't look past it, and stretched out her wine jug: "I have also heard a little about the things of the past, he is a mortal, and he has long been classified into reincarnation." Hundreds of years have passed, and only you are still in the same place!"

"Have you heard a little? What have you heard? Is it the gossip of the world? Or is it scolding?"

Xia Li shook his head: "Back then, you invited the Nine Heavenly Books of the Yan Emperor clan to help him control the flood and benefit the common people, and the world remembered your kindness." ”

"It was the last kindness he gave me. Yao Ji's eyes were red, and she said slowly:

"His surname is Xi, his name is Wenming, and the world calls him Yu.

During the period of Emperor Shun, the flood in the Central Plains was monstrous, and Emperor Shun named him Sikong and ordered him to control the flood.

At that time, he had already married a wife, and he was the daughter of the famous Tushan clan in the mortal world, and her name was Nujiao.

The Tushan clan is the most powerful clan in Dongyi, and those who win the female beauty get the Dongyi, and those who win the Dongyi dominate the world.

Four days after his wedding, he left home to control the water, went to Wushan, and met me.

That was the first time I had seen him, he was nine feet two inches long, handsome, and imposing.

He had all the people in his heart, and in order to control the flood as soon as possible, he hated that he had to sleep and not drink or eat.

I know he's a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, and I shouldn't have fallen in love with him.

The Yellow Emperor clan slaughtered my Yan Emperor's lineage, the god of war punished the sky, the water god worked together, the giant clan praised the father, and even the fierce god Xiang Liu who came to save you, all of them died under the knife of the Yellow Emperor clan. ”

Yao Ji looked at Xia Li, her voice trembling: "I didn't know that this kind of hatred was insurmountable!"

Wenlu couldn't help it, and was shocked when he heard Yaoji's words, and subconsciously shouted: "Xiangliu is dead?

Wenlu stepped forward and hugged Yaoji's shoulders tightly: "Who told you that Xiangliu is dead?

Yao Ji raised her half-open and half-closed eyes, pushed Wen Lu away and said, "Isn't this girl your old acquaintance of Xiang Liu? I've never heard of a girl beside him." Sang-ryu, I'm only interested in killing, woman..."Yao Ji closed her eyes and shook her head.

Xia Li looked at Wenlu with tears on her face, she had been waiting in the underworld for nearly five hundred years, but she was still so persistent.

Just like yourself, you deceive yourself.

She only knew that he saved her because of it, and she read him as the result.

Xia Li still persuaded him bitterly: "Yao Ji, since you love him, you should be kind to the descendants of the Yellow Emperor, you should have let go of your resentment a long time ago, Yan and Huang are in the same line, why bother......"

"I also think so, for him, the past can be written off, and any clan hatred can be forgotten. Since then, the two races have been united and have been friends for generations.

I was supposed to protect the people of one side and stop the flood by myself to keep the people of Wushan safe.

Since his arrival, the two of us have been working together for thirteen years, which is difficult to describe, no matter how big the wind and waves, we are all working together to advance and retreat together.

Later, I stole nine scrolls of the Book of Heaven to help him heal the waters, and I was convicted of this, and I was never allowed to leave the mortal realm.

It doesn't hurt that I rejoice in this world, because there is him in the world.

He almost died here in the middle of the water control, and I sacrificed my life to cultivate Lingzhi to save him, and finally became a spirit.

These thirteen years have been the happiest days of my long journey. I worked with him to save people and quell the chaos, and get along day and night.

But one day, this great water treatment will be successful. It should also be the time for him to become famous and return to his hometown.

He has a family, his son is more than ten years old, and his wife is a famous family in the matrilineal clan, which can help him win the world, rule all the people, and the Haiyan River is clear.

As for me, apart from the nine heavenly books that had already been handed over to him, I was powerless to help him.

It's that I don't want to go to him again, it's that I want to spend the rest of my life with the memories of these thirteen years.

Since each other is still full of goodwill, why not stop here? It is much better than breaking up unhappily in the end, at least there is a wisp of thought left. ”

Yao Ji smiled with tears and red eyes: "Everything is as I wish, how can I hate? Who can I hate?"