The Yellow River runs from east to west, flowing tirelessly from west to east.

It is surging and mighty, with the tactfulness of nine consecutive songs, and the momentum of pouring thousands of miles, rolling and surging never stopping.

The Yellow River is so big, it is unparalleled, it is magnificent, it swallows mountains and rivers, it is the source of life along the river, feeding countless people. It is also capricious, revealing its hideousness from time to time, flooding along the banks of the river, mutilating living beings. It is difficult to explain the merits and demerits.

The Yellow River is the head of the great wilderness river, the god of the Yellow River, Hebo Fengyi, born as a god, conceived in the Yellow River, is the new god of the heavenly and human family, often boasts of being romantic, and the leaves do not stick to the body in the ten thousand flowers.

If Lu Wu, the god of Kunlun Mountain, is the head of the world's mountain ranges, then Feng Yi is the head of the world's water systems, with high authority and majesty.

Feng Yi is blessed, he was named a god as soon as he was born, and he became a feudal official.

Peony Fairy, Fenshui Goddess, Junshan Goddess, Feng Yi silver-white long hair shawl, extremely handsome in appearance, lingering in the flowers and unfavorable, never frustrated, even Dongting Hujun, the dragon son and grandson, is also respectful to him, very proud.

Usually I love to hold a paper fan, wearing colorful glass scales and turning into a handsome son, cruising all parties, throwing flowers and grass, and pretentious.

Feng Yi's life has not been easy recently, more than ten years ago, he was injured for no reason, and now he has only recovered slightly, which is not obstructive to the view,

The pure and intellectual shadow lingers in his mind, making his heart itch unbearably, and the moving sound of the piano lingers in his ears from time to time.

There has never been a beautiful woman who can refuse herself, Feng Yi is very confident, he has never missed a hand, and he has never had such a lovesickness. He hates the prodigal son, hates his nosyness, and causes the lover Lao Yan to fly apart, and the hatred of taking his wife cannot be repaid, but he can't beat the prodigal son.

Luo Shen is the daughter of the Fuxi clan, no one dares to hurt easily, he believes that the prodigal son Yu will not dare, he will eventually find his sweetheart.

His intuition was not wrong, as soon as he recovered from his injuries, he heard the good news, Luo Shen returned to Fuxi City, and his heart had already flown over.

The prodigal son feather had been forgotten by him, and it was meaningless to wonder how Luo Shen got out of his hands.

Feng Yi prides himself on being romantic, but he is affectionate but not abusive, because he is Hebo, he is favored by heaven and earth, he is handsome and unparalleled, if there are not a few red faces, how can he live up to the name of the merry, he is dedicated to each red face.

Luo Shen's figure is deeply imprinted, he swears that he will be more dedicated for Luo Shen, he has been in the flowers, and the leaves are not touched, he can bear the pain and give up, Concubine Mi's identity is too special, he can only be dedicated to Concubine Mi.

Hebo is also respectful, for the glory of God, so although he was anxious, he still asked his subordinates to send their respects in advance.

The dark blue on his face has long disappeared, and the injured left eye has regrown, he is a beautiful boy again, and his whole body is still aching, but it is no longer hindered by movement.

Carefully combed each silver hair, lightly traced the plain eyebrows, put on a new and bright scale coat, and carefully wiped the cowhide boots, which were given to him by Arikumabe, and they were his best boots.

Everything was ready, and Feng Yi was very satisfied. Bring the prepared gifts, and can't wait to let the water official open the way and go to Fuxi City.

After waiting at the door for a while, a waiter had already led Feng Yi to the hall, and there was a little expectation and uneasiness in his unruly heart.

"The little nephew has seen the human emperor. With a slight salute, Feng Yi said respectfully.

Fu Xi raised his hand and said: "You are a god, I am only the leader of the human race, and I dare not accept the salute." ”

Feng Yi said: "Yes, you are also the Emperor of Heaven who is a human god, and your status is respected, how dare you slack off your little nephew but a little water god." ”

Fu Xi said: "In this way, the two of us are not the upper and lower subordinates, how can you do the courtesy of the juniors." ”

Feng Yi said: "The little nephew is young, without a father or mother, and he admires the majesty of the emperor the most, and he has long regarded you as an elder in his heart. ”

Feng Yi was born in the Yellow River more than 300 years ago, and as soon as he was born, he was named Hebo by the Emperor of Heaven, the head of the world's lineage, so although he was a feudal official, a rising star of the Tianren family, he was not very old, and he was not childish.

Fu Xi said: "I don't know what Hebo is here today, but what is the so-called. ”

Feng Yi twisted and said, "It's for one thing." ”

Fu Xi said: "You are plain and casual, and if you don't agree, you will cause a big flood, and no one can take care of it, what can I do to help you." ”

Feng Yi hurriedly said: "Don't misunderstand, the little nephew used to be young and ignorant, and he didn't mean to harm one party, but he didn't know the world, he was greedy for fun, and he didn't want to harm countless living beings." Now that I have accepted my temperament and know the etiquette, I have long regretted it in my heart. ”

Fu Xi: "That's good, blessed are the creatures along the coast." ”

Feng Yi said: "The little nephew is a lonely and miserable person, and he is young and ignorant and uneducated, so he broke into a big disaster in a daze, and his heart is already painful, and it is too late to regret it." ”

Fu Xi comforted: "Knowing that you can change, good is great, I just hope that you will always do good thoughts in the future and benefit one party." ”

Feng Yi choked up and said: "The little nephew knows that he has long admired the emperor Hongcai, and he has a good manner, and he has long longed for it. The little nephew has a tyrannical nature, and is often troubled by it and can't extricate himself. ”

Fu Xi knew that what he said was right and false, Hebo was born from the Yellow River, and he had the nature of the Yellow River, so he couldn't be blamed too much. There are two sides to the heart of the Yellow River, both the loving motherhood that nurtures one party, and the thunderous and tyrannical heart.

Said lightly: "As long as you always remember the kindness in your heart, and keep the feelings of the common people, the important thing is yourself, I can't teach you with shallow knowledge." ”

Feng Yi said: "The little nephew knows that this is his own way, and it is difficult for others to help. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and the majesty of the emperor's etiquette is praised by the world. ”

Fu Xi was pleased: "You can have this heart is really a great good, a person who admires the right way, how can I not do my best, in the future, you and I will have more contacts, and we will welcome each other." ”

Feng Yi said excitedly: "If the little nephew can succeed in the future, it will be a great favor of the emperor." ”

Fu Xi said: "But I don't dare to be." ”

Feng Yi raised a gift box to his eyebrows and said respectfully: "Great favor is difficult to reward, this is three pure water, although it is not a treasure, but it is also rare, and it can only be used to express gratitude." ”

Fu Xi hurriedly pushed but said: "No merit is not accepted, how dare I receive such a great gift with this little merit." ”

The three pure clear water is the purest and purest water of the Three Realms, which has the effect of moistening all things, and there is only one drop of the Yellow River for thousands of years, and there is no other way to find it, it is very precious, this small gift has the amount of the Yellow River for hundreds of millions of years.

Feng Yi said: "This is just a specialty of my water mansion, and the emperor must not refuse, otherwise the little nephew will have the face to come here." ”

Fu Xi said: "A drop of pure water can moisten thousands of miles of terracotta, can pour out the karmic fire of the body, and can remove the demons of the heart and wash the dirt of the soul, how dare I accept it." ”

Feng Yi suddenly knelt down and said: "This is just a little nephew's little care, and the emperor has to shirk it like this, so I have no place to be ashamed." ”

Fu Xi hurriedly held his hand and said: "How can you accept this great gift, get up quickly." ”

Feng Yi said: "The emperor is not acceptable, and the little nephew can't kneel." ”

Fu Xi pondered for a while, then took it and said: "I don't want you to be so sincere, this thing is also of great use to me, so I have to accept it with a cheeky face, ashamed, ashamed." ”

Feng Yi got up and said: "It's a great gift to the emperor, but it's just a special product of the water mansion for the little nephew, it's really difficult to repay the favor, the little nephew has no long things, so he has to be cheeky to offer." ”

Fu Xi said: "You are too humble, pure water is a treasure of heaven and earth, and it is rare for idle people to find a drop, this gift is too thick." ”

Feng Yi said: "It's good if the emperor likes it." ”

Fu Xi said: "Hey, this thing is too useful to me, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take it, but now it's ...... It's hard to put into words. ”

Feng Yi said: "The emperor should not be polite, and it is of no great use to the little nephew." ”

Fu Xi said: "Innocent to receive this great gift, my heart is also uneasy. If he has any difficulties in the future, I will do my best to repay him. ”

Feng Yi was overjoyed.

The prodigal son Yu looked at the situation in the dark, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I guess the emperor has been itching for a long time, and I am afraid that he has already given birth to the intention of robbing, but he still bothered to be polite, I don't have time to do more." ”

"Hmph. With a coquettish snort, a Xiubai Rouyi former prodigal son was pinched off the waist.

The prodigal son Yu hurriedly waved his hand to forgive, and Concubine Mi gave up.