"What?" I was frightened by Qin Yuan's words, "What do you say is the name of the old man Hebo?" ”

"What's the matter, God......" Qin Yuan was very frightened by me, he rubbed his head, and stammered a little, "It's called Feng Yi......"

Feng Yi?

Yes, yes! The god of the Yellow River is Hebo!

And Feng Yi is from the area of the Yellow River, then he, then he!

But how so? He was obviously very handsome, and there were no wrinkles on his face. Silver hair is silver hair, but it doesn't look old at all! How is he an uncle?

I just don't think I'm baffled, and it's better to ask him in front of me. I took the piece of amber he gave me and poured some spiritual power into it, took the piece of amber to my mouth and said to it: "Feng Yi, Feng Yi." ”

The amber shimmered, and after a flash it didn't move for a long time, I put it in my sleeve and waited quietly for Feng Yi to answer me.

I was really bored, so I sat on a stool in my yard with Qin Yuan, looking at the begonia fruit tree that my second brother planted for me. And the fruit was lush, and it was as red as a plum. I walked up and picked one and tasted it, there was no core, and it tasted quite sweet. There was still a lot of open space in this area, and I wondered if I could find some pear trees next to it, or ask the Queen Mother of the West for a peach tree to move over.

There is always snow on the top of Mount Kunlun, all year round. When the sun shines on the mountain, it reflects a brilliant light.

The water from the small stream behind my house also flowed down from the top of the mountain, so it is no wonder that it is extremely sweet, and drinking it is refreshing and refreshing, which is very beneficial to cultivation. I believe that if he can be a little sincere, he will be able to transform into a human form and grow into a begonia tree spirit or a begonia fruit essence in less than 2,000 years.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, this piece of amber still didn't make a sound. I was about to wait in a hurry, when suddenly my eyes flickered, and a fairy fell from the sky.

Who else could it be, this is the one with amber eyes and silver hair, the legendary god of the Yellow River, Feng Yi.

I sat on a stool, my chin in my hand, turned my head and asked him, "Are you Hebo?" ”

Feng Yi was stunned and nodded: "You can also call it that." ”

I pursed my lips, looked at Qin Yuan, who was sitting next to me, and said reluctantly, "Okay." ”

With that, I just sat on the stool with my chin on my back and thought about how I should decorate my new garden. Do you want to make a swing, or cut some bamboo to build a small bed?

The immortal Ze on the ground was still soaring below my ankles, and I suddenly thought about what it would feel like if this Xianze was hot, not so cool. I am a snake, cold-blooded, and I have never been afraid of the cold but the heat. If this Xianze is very hot, I'm afraid I'm going to turn into a plate of stewed snake meat.

I was in a daze, forgetting that Feng Yi was still hanging out by me. He spoke to himself: "He Luo, you called me here to ask this?" ”

"yes." I looked at his puzzled expression and nodded, and suddenly realized that I seemed to be a little reckless, and seeing that his expression was a little hurried, he probably thought that I called him that he had something important to ask for.

Feng Yi stood there for a long time without speaking, and it seemed that he really thought that I had something important to ask for. I hurriedly remedied: "Not exactly, I want to ask you when you have the time to take me to your territory for a good walk." You see, I happen to have a begonia fruit here, and I have prepared it myself, so you don't need to think of anything else. ”

"You don't have to eat this begonia fruit, I just need to protect the Dharma for you." He smiled shallowly, and my heart was on fire with laughter. How can I know these details, I have never been in the water on the ground of this Kunlun Mountain all my days, and he laughs at me by virtue of his identity as a river god.

"You only said you would like to take me there." I speak with confidence. Qin Yuan told me that Feng Yi was an immortal created by his father himself, and although he couldn't catch up with me coming out of the womb of the mother god, he was already very related to me, and he should have a closer relationship with me. According to this statement, he should call me sister. Relying on this relationship, it is not difficult for me to ask him to take me to his territory.

What makes me unhappy is that Father God has never told me that there is such a number one river god as Feng Yi in the world, if I had known, maybe these hundreds of thousands of years can be more abundant. My range of activity is only running in the sky and the enclave, and it would be complete if I could add a swim in the water.

I was thinking about it when I saw a beautiful smile on his face again, and his radiant eyes began to glow with a shallow light: "I'll be here to look for you in those three days." ”

"Okay." I nodded, looking at him closely. He didn't tie up the silver hair on his head today, probably because I told him to be in a hurry, and he came in a hurry. But the silver hair was also very pleasing to the eye, reflecting bursts of silver light in the sun, rippling like water ripples.

I couldn't help but beckon him to come over and let him sit on this long wooden stool with me and Qin Yuan: "Why is your hair different from ours?" We're all dark-haired. ”

Feng Yi lowered his head and looked at his long silver-white hair draped over his shoulders and shook his head: "I was born like this. ”

I don't want to bully the honest fairy, so I can't get a result if I ask him like this. It's better to turn around and ask the Father God Mother God, how did this Feng Yi come about, and did the father forget to color his silver-white hair.

The fox that the second sister took a fancy to was red-haired, shining like a fire in the sun, burning wherever she went, very eye-catching. In the category of beasts, the fox fur of the Tushan clan is the most soft and slippery, among which the red fox fur is the most beautiful, and it walks like a red cloud, and the red is very beautiful. Now it seems that this silver-white hair is not inferior to it.

Feng Yi was so boring and boring, I didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't speak, so the two of us stared dryly. In the past many years, I have indeed not seen a few immortals who are so bad at words, that is, the old Taoist of Yuan Shi Tianzun who only knows how to practice in the Jade Void Palace, and he has never been so good at words when he sees me.

I tugged at his long, silver-looking hair, as if he was looking at the snow on the top of Mount Kunlun in the distance. When I was a child, I was greedy for fun, and secretly went up the mountain against the wind without telling my father and mother, just to see what kind of mystery the snow on the top of the mountain was. But I didn't see the secret of the mystery, but I was really frozen and lost half of my life. Before that, I didn't know what it was like to be "cold", but after touching the snow on Kunlun Mountain that day, I knew that the snake god of our Nuwa clan was not the coldest existence in the world.

Feng Yi's hair is also cool, but it is not as cold as the snow on Kunlun Mountain when he was a child, and it is also very comfortable to touch, as slippery as satin.

I tugged at it again, studied it carefully, and concluded that the hair was no different from ours except for the special color. Someday I'm going to have a fuss with the Mother Goddess and ask her to turn my hair into multicolored hair, which must be much better looking than his silver hair.

He was probably a little painful by me, and his face was a little red and swollen from the pain, and Feng Yi moved slightly away from me.

Now I am very unhappy and unconvinced, why does this little fairy dislike me? I moved with him away from me, that is, I moved towards him.

Perhaps with this move, I pulled his hair again, and the half of his face against me became more and more red and swollen.

If I move an inch, he will be an inch away from me; An inch away from me, I leaned an inch on him. Step by step, we almost sat on the edge of the stool.

I couldn't help it, so I pulled his long silver-white satin hair and asked, "What are you moving?" ”

He is also too white-skinned and tender, just pulling his hair, his face is getting redder and redder, red almost like a thunder fire in the sky, he is so untouchable that I can't understand it anymore.