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

After all the villagers in Linhe Village were hospitalized, the land near the paper mill in Linhe Village, which had been maliciously dragged for three years, was successfully returned to Xia's family.

It's just that for Xia Youyu, it was too late to return to this land, and the process in the middle was too heartbreaking.Fortunately, it finally came back, when Xia Youyu had almost given up all hope.

"The area of ​​Linhe Village is a bit troublesome now. The environmental monitoring department has hired experts to monitor and assess the environment of that area. Starting from the Qinglan River there, the land and groundwater within a radius of more than ten kilometers are slightly polluted."

"Don't talk about opening a resort there according to my mother's wishes, the entire Linhe Village has to be moved." Xia Youyu rubbed his brows wearily: "Now no one is arguing with me for that piece of land, but that place Now I don't know what to do."

Xia Youyu paused for a moment, then looked at He Qinglan with bright eyes: "My lord, why don't I build you a luxurious villa in that place! Demolish that paper mill and then tear down those evil two-story villas, and put those materials All of it is used to build your luxurious villa! Why don’t you build a river temple there!”

Anyway, that piece of land will belong to him for 20 years, so he can't farm land and build a resort, but can build a spiritual sustenance, right?

Then Tudou No. [-] was given a cold stare by Lord River God, and went to pick up trash honestly.

"Then I'll plant some grass and trees nearby that can improve the environment." When the toxins in that land are gone, he can still rebuild a resort, and he should improve the environment in advance.

He Qinglan watched Xia Youyu leave, and then took out from his sleeve the living spiritual branch that was wrapped in rainwater and isolated from the evil energy, which is what the villagers called "wood spiritual branch".

He has been looking at this vitality branch for three days, and every time he looks at it, he feels a little depressed.

Different from the living spirit branch that was thrown into the black carp fish tank, which was only as thick as a human finger, this living spirit branch in front of me is already huge, and the filthy power contained in it has almost reached the critical point that this branch can hold. Just a little bit, this vital spiritual plant will change from a "spiritual thing" to a "monster".

And the branches of the wood god turned into monsters that could pollute and demonize an area. For the gods, this was simply a great mockery and insult.

If Mu Shen was awake, he would never allow such a thing to happen.

But here's the problem.

He Qinglan looked at this living spirit branch that had almost turned into a monster, and began to seriously think about whether the wood god had awakened, or even...whether it still existed.

It is not so uncommon for gods to fall in the long river of time.This world is not necessarily eternal, let alone the gods that rely on the world?

But the natural fall of every god can always be sensed by other gods who are still alive.At least in the past two years when the mountain witch was awake, he said that he did not sense the fall of the wood god.But two years is really too short, for the gods, it is only a moment.

So, He Qinglan took out her mobile phone, stared at the Yushen chat account whose profile picture was a selfie, and frowned.

He has been sleeping for thousands of years to block the induction, but at least one god has not slept.

Do you want to take the initiative to contact and let that guy feel again?

I looked at that picture for three seconds.

Lanlan in black snorted and put away the phone.

He would never take the initiative to contact that guy, he could go to Linhe Village by himself.

So He Qinglan stood up directly and prepared to move to Linhe Village to pick up garbage, and by the way, wait for the "Master" who might come to Linhe Village within half a month.

As long as he catches the so-called "master", he will naturally be able to ask about the vitality branch from the mouth of the "master".Anyway, he hasn't purified those filthy powers yet, so waste can be used.

The seven brothers of the Liu family by the river watched He Qinglan suddenly go upstream, and sneaked up next to Xia Youyu: "Brother Xia, where is he going, my lord? Why does he look so aggressive?"

The adults have changed into dark gray clothes since three days ago, and the temperament and temper of the whole person seem to have changed along with the clothes. Recently, let alone those anchors and passers-by who want to catch the heat, they slipped and dropped their phones one after another. My own people looked at this Mr. He and felt that the one-year-old was a little scared.

Xia Youyu thought of the scene of hundreds of people in Linhe Village being dragged into the river together, shook his body and said with a serious expression: "Let's ignore the affairs of adults! It's a blessing to honestly pick up trash!"

Seven brothers of the Liu family: "...All right."

This follower of the No. [-] river god always has a strange feeling of the second class.

And when He Qinglan went to Linhe Village, Shui Wuyuan had turned on and off his phone countless times.The richest man in Huazhou felt that he was going to be laughed at when he turned on the phone again and didn't see a message or voice sent by someone.

So that downcast river god must have lost his mind!He dared to absorb the power of filth without repentance at all.

The black man in the clothes also became dark and irritable, and he just said, "Why don't you ask me to purify your body", and the desolate river god actually exploded.

Send him a "roll".

Big Shui, who has never been said this word before: "...Oh! Don't beg me when the time comes!"

Get out!In the end, you have to cry and shout for me to purify your body and mind!

Then the water boss waited for three days.

After holding back for three days, I didn't go to the river, just waiting for a certain downcast river god to take the initiative to bow his head.As a result, three days passed, and there was no news from that guy!

Shui Wuyuan: "..."

"President, President Song Qian of the Song Corporation called and wants to meet with you to discuss cooperation matters."

Shui Wuyuan closed his eyes.

"President?"

Shui suddenly opened his eyes and stood up cursing: "Tell that poor man that I don't have time!"

He was going to Linhe Village to watch He Qinglan be beaten with his own eyes!

"Okay President, I will convey your meaning."

After that, He Qinglan stopped by the river in Linhe Village.Because there is still unpurified filthy power in his body, and no one around is looking at him, he can use the filthy power to clean up the rubbish by the river.It's just that the power of filth is filthy, and there is no way to purify the river like the power of the source.

After another three days of staying and cleaning up, no "master" appeared until the night of July [-]th.

At this time and night, Linhe Village seemed very quiet. Because of the long-term suffocation of the filth, there was almost no sound of vegetation or insects here.There was not a single person in the village, and the water by the river in the middle of the night looked a little cold. Coupled with the explosion and shutdown of the paper mill, the atmosphere was a little dilapidated and desolate.

If an ordinary person is here, he will definitely have uncontrollable fear because of the environment, and he will definitely not stay here any longer.But Lord River God looked indifferent under the bleak moonlight without any anxiety, and he didn't stop cleaning up the nearby garbage, until the moon was in the middle of the sky, he suddenly stopped.

The surrounding broken vegetation rustled, and the vines on the tree suddenly swelled up in an instant and became the sharpest weapon to stab He Qinglan's back.And those leaves that are about to fall are like sharp darts blocking all the moving directions of He Qinglan.

The river behind suddenly exploded, and countless water droplets faced the scattered leaves.

He Qinglan took a step sideways, turned around and raised his hand to grab the soaring vine, and the vine broke with a slight force in his hand.

Then He Qinglan raised his hand again, and the river water sank into the woods by the river like a flexible chain, forcing a figure out of it.

This is the person who made the sneak attack, and he is also the "master" that He Qinglan and others want to catch here.

This "Master" was tall and tall, and he was surrounded by a thick filthy air, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.He stood there without saying anything, just holding a black branch in his hand, and that branch made He Qinglan's pupils shrink suddenly.

It was a completely demonized vitality branch, and it was already a monster that could pollute the soul.

Before He Qinglan could open his mouth to ask, the group of black people laughed first.

"How dare you ruin the good things of our Human-God Group!"

Then the man bullied him in an instant, and all the plants and trees in this area were completely violent and demonized with his movements, rushing towards He Qinglan overwhelmingly.

But He Qinglan didn't worry about backing down because of the madness of these plants. The corners of his mouth curled up coldly, and he condensed a dark gray ice blade with his backhand, heading towards the person enveloped by the filthy air.

Those sword-like vegetation piercing He Qinglan's body was like piercing into the water. Although the water ripples fluctuated when piercing, the water surface remained normal after being pulled out.

These plants failed to cause any harm to He Qinglan, and the dark gray ice blade in He Qinglan's hand almost pierced into that person's body.On the other hand, the person shrouded in the filthy atmosphere did not even dodge the black magic branch in his hand, and it went straight to He Qinglan's heart.

There is actually a style of play that will hurt both sides.

However, He Qinglan suddenly stopped at this moment and retreated quickly.

But the filthy person laughed loudly: "It's too late! You can't escape!!"

"Evil wind, stop him for me!"

As his words fell, another figure suddenly appeared in the air. The man had a feather fan in his hand and swung the fan down on him. He Qinglan felt that the wind around him had become an iron cage.

He really couldn't move.

But what shocked He Qinglan's heart was not that he was trapped and unable to move.

It was the feather fan held by the man who suddenly appeared and was shrouded in foul air, which belonged to the "wind feather" of the wind god.And this was supposed to be the colorful wind feather, but at this time in the hands of this human being, it turned out to be pure black and filthy.

The demonized vitality branch, the demonized wind feather, and his shattered fountainhead spirit orb.

He Qinglan looked at the person who was about to stab the demonized vitality branch into his heart, and at this moment he clearly realized that this was a trap.

"Hahahaha, today I will be able to make a great contribution to the organization! Re-create a human god! Let's capture you without a fight, no one will come to save you!!"

He Qinglan looked at the crazy and proud look of the opposite person, and sneered:

"How do you know no one is coming to save me?"

"Shui Wuyuan! You have been peeping at me for three days! Come out and save me!"

Lord Rain God, who was about to drop a hero from the sky to save the beauty, staggered and almost fell face-to-face.

Damn it, how did he know that he had been peeking at it for three days? !

No, is he peeking?He is Lurking Protection!

Thunderstorms fell from the sky accompanied by heavy rain, directly shattering the wind that imprisoned He Qinglan.

When the person holding the magic branch of vitality was about to plunge the magic branch of vitality into He Qinglan's body, a slender and powerful hand with well-defined joints grasped it precisely in the rain.

"I'm here."

"No one can touch him."

"Understand?"

The deep and cold voice fell, and the hand holding the magic branch of vitality easily turned, and the magic branch directly plunged into the man's own heart.

The author has something to say: Shui Wuyuan: I have no time to talk about business, but to watch Lanlan being beaten.Lurk secretly!

He Qinglan: ... Heh.

Bad Guys: Call it!No one will come to save you even if your throat is broken!

Shui Wuyuan: What a fart!Fools come out and get beaten!

He Qinglan: ...Didn't you watch me get beaten?Ah.