Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

It took Shui Wuyuan and He Qinglan more than ten minutes to get back from Qi Xiaoyuan's house to the river with the worst flow. They had left for more than half an hour when they came.

Even though He Qinglan consumed most of his spiritual energy due to waking up, interruption of flow, and pollution, he still has the strength to speed up his walk.

It's just that you have to endure someone's nagging along the way.

"You don't even have the power to teleport now?"

"So you shouldn't have slept with those guys back then. What's so fun about sleeping? It's better to watch human beings toss themselves to death."

"When I'm free, I watch human affairs as serials and cartoons. Sometimes these human beings are terribly clever, and sometimes they're stupid as hell. It's really ridiculous."

"So you shouldn't sleep. Now it's all right, let's sleep until liberation?"

"You are too weak, when will you fully recover? Why don't you beg me, hehehehe... If you beg me, I will restore the water source for you!"

When Shui Wuyuan said this, a look of anticipation suddenly appeared on his face, and Lord Yushen thought that if the proud and irritable River God bowed his head to him before, and his tone was soft and pleading...

His gray eyes were a little smoldering.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the obedient and soft River God in his imagination looking at him with those deep blue eyes, and the longer he looked at him at any time, the eyes gradually turned blue.

It seems to be able to suck people's souls in, and then... drown.

Shui Wuyuan jumped back without saying a word.

He Qinglan gently raised his right hand to look at his fingers, and then chuckled: "Why are you backing away?"

"I'm not going to hit you again."

"Besides, I'm very weak now, what are you afraid of?"

Shui Wuyuan: "..."

You didn't want to hit me, why did you raise your hand!You weak fart, didn't you just slap him and fly him three times before hitting the ground? !

He is now a mortal who has suppressed his strength. Of course he won't die if he is punched, but his face will be swollen too, okay? !

At this time, Big Brother Shui woke up from his own thoughts. He was relying on the gentleness of the God of the River because of his brain. How many gods were deceived by this guy's appearance back then, and he cried for his father and mother when he was beaten .

...It seems that there is another one of him in there.

Shui Wuyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, forget it.He really doesn't care about the Luoluo River God!

Now he is strong and weak, if he accidentally makes the river god cry, then how can he use his personality charm to convince him and let him get out of Feng Huo Lei's small group and follow him?

Lord Yushen did a good job of self-guided strategy, and made his mood better again.

In fact, he has been in a good mood since today, probably because he is about to reap the joy of his younger brother.

He Qinglan glanced at Shui Wuyuan, and then looked away.

It is said that people will become stupid if they don't sleep. It is very reasonable to think about it. Otherwise, the Rain God has been awake for so many years, and his brain is still not very smart.

All because of staying up late and not sleeping.

The two gods were thinking about their own thoughts, but the last few steps were quiet.It's just that when they got closer and closer to the cut-off area, the expressions of both of them changed——

Today, the three areas along the river that were cleaned up by He Qinglan during the day are now full of dirty garbage.

Even the river area, where there was no garbage before, was completely blocked by a pile of garbage.

In addition to these reappearing rubbish, the luxurious reclining chairs and desks brought by the Shuiwuyuan motorcade in the evening were also smashed into tatters, which looked distressing.

He Qinglan's gentle expression as he watched the rubbish strewn all the way gradually turned cold.

And Shui Wuyuan looked at the wreckage of the reclining chair and desk that he was very satisfied with, and suddenly laughed.

Then, there was a thunderous explosion over the entire Bicheng, awakening countless sleeping humans.

"……court death!"

In the torrential rain, Shui Wuyuan raised his hand coldly.

The rain snaked away along the obvious car marks and footprints on the land, like countless tyrannical water snakes.

He Qinglan lowered his eyes slightly when he saw the water snakes in the rain scattered away, but when six or seven young people screamed in horror and were swept here by the rain a moment later, he suddenly reached out and held Shui Wuyuan's hand.

At this moment, Shui Wuyuan's gray and dark pupils directly hit He Qinglan's deep blue eyes:

"You want to stop me?"

He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan looked at each other, and did not back down because of his sudden change of expression:

"Humans are creatures too."

"Don't kill people at will, you will be polluted with filth."

The ancient gods were not restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, at least not on the surface.So there are also many gods who act recklessly and do whatever they want.

However, most of those gods who didn't care about it didn't last long-they were contaminated with too much filth because of their reckless behavior, and their temperament changed drastically. Degenerate into an evil god, or fall and die.

After many gods fell due to this, the ancient gods realized that they were nothing but insignificance in the world.

"Heh... it's just a few bugs and ants. Even if you're dead, you deserve to let me be polluted?"

Shui Wuyuan still didn't let go of his hand, and the seven humans who were bound and beaten by the rain in the rain curtain were still screaming miserably.

They didn't know why they were tied here. The sudden heavy rain and everything that happened at this time seemed like a terrible nightmare to them.They didn't know when they would wake up from the nightmare, so they could only cry and beg.

He Qinglan looked at Shui Wuyuan's increasingly gloomy eyes, as if he would let the rain drown everything in the next moment.

This is the true appearance of the Rain God thousands of years later, so there is no easy way.

"So, take them out of my river."

"Stay far away, don't be an eyesore."

After He Qinglan finished speaking, he let go of the hand holding Shui Wuyuan, as if he didn't intend to care about his every move.

Shui Wuyuan's eyes were still staring at him gloomyly, as if he was deciding what to do next, when he heard that clear and cold voice again:

"Go away too, don't let me see if it's dirty."

Shui Wuyuan's eyes flashed, and he snorted after a while: "I'll leave if you say so? Then I don't have a meeting."

"It's just a few troublesome human beings. It's too cheap for them to die."

So the heavy rain weakened inexplicably at this time, and at the same time, the seven young people who were tied up and down by the rain also fell down one by one, groaning in pain.

Liu Dalong is the leader of these seven gangsters, he is lying on the ground doubting his life.

He just brought his younger brothers over to take out some garbage, and taught that face-lifting boy who stole Brother Feng's limelight during the day a lesson, but after the garbage was taken out and the money arrived, he and his brothers were going to have a hot pot supper At that time, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and then the heavy rain fell on their heads and drenched them thoroughly.

But it’s okay if this is the case, and it’s normal to have a lot of thunderstorms in summer.But then all seven of their second-hand cars turned off inexplicably, and when they went down to look, they were tied up by the rain and dragged away again! !

God knows what Liu Dalong was thinking when he was tied up by the rain, he was just stiff and pale, and the least courageous brother in their car was so scared that he peed his pants.

then……

Liu Dalong didn't allow himself to continue thinking, and soon saw a person walking in front of him.

He suddenly raised his head to look up, and what caught his eyes was that overly beautiful face, but at this moment Liu Dalong looked at this face, but his whole body felt cold.

It is obviously raining heavily!This man's hair is not wet at all! !Even the shoes he wore were not stained with any dirt, how could this be possible! !

"Why are you littering?"

Liu Dalong heard the demon man ask him this.

Liu Dalong, who was wandering on the road, knew almost immediately that they had provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, no matter whether this was a fairy man or a demon man, they couldn't afford to provoke him! ! !

So without waiting for He Qinglan to say anything else, Liu Dalong took out Gao Feng's money to hire their brothers to come over to destroy and take out the garbage.

"Xiannan, you have a lot of adults, don't care about us mortals! We usually don't litter, this time it's just to earn living expenses!! That kid really gave too much!

Don't argue with us, we will help you pick up all the garbage and put it away! ! "

He Qinglan saw that he didn't speak, and Liu Dalong broke out in cold sweat: "If you don't dislike us, we will always be here to help you pick up trash! Until you are satisfied! I really beg you, we usually collect money to do things , the worst thing he did was to collect debts. He really didn’t do anything evil!

We also have two second-hand pickup trucks, which can help take away all the rubbish by the river and sell them, please spare us this time! "

"And Zhang Feng! Zhang Feng will come to the live broadcast tomorrow morning. He must want to see your jokes. Then we will help you smoke him! He must be smoked so that even his parents don't know him!"

"Your lord has a lot, let us make amends!"

He Qinglan looked at the brawny young man who was crying and kneeling at the end, and thought of who the man named "Zhang Feng" he was talking about was.

Sometimes the evil in the heart really makes God sick.

However, don't kill people with dirty hands at will, so it's okay to have a few more free labors.

These people have a filthy air, but no murder or resentment, so they are suitable for labor reform at his place.

"In that case, then stay."

He Qinglan looked at the way the seven of them heaved a sigh of relief, and then turned to look at Shui Wuyuan's gloomy eyes that had turned a few degrees gray again:

"Go and clean up the rubbish in the river first."

Stay away, or you may be directly pierced by Wan Yu.

Even so, the seven of Liu Dalong didn't feel much better - ice particles the size of soybeans slapped their heads, faces and bodies like countless small palms.

They dare not ask, and they dare not speak.

I could only curse Gao Feng in my heart, and decided to return all the crimes to that damned short winter melon!

At this time, He Qinglan met Shui Wuyuan's gray eyes, walked up to him and stood beside him, looking at the tattered chairs and tables.

Under Yushen's gloomy gaze, he stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the table and chairs.

The light blue light fell from his fingertips, spreading like water droplets into a river, and then the smashed tables and chairs where the water flowed through were slowly being repaired, and finally they were as good as new.

Shui Wuyuan still stood there, looking down at him.

"You think you can do that"

He Qinglan tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers, with a cool air.

"Okay, don't be angry."

"The river god bless you."

Those gray pupils suddenly opened slightly, looking at the smiling young man, he turned around quickly.

Sitting down on the chair, he smiled angrily.

Also disappeared.

"Oh! ╭(╯^╰)╮!"

The author has something to say:

Water without source: push, stick!beg me!Don't slap your face!

Shui Wuyuan: No one can persuade me except my wife!This is pet!

Storm Thunder God: This is called counseling.

The seven-member group of trash pickers compared their hearts: We will make a good improvement!