Lord Water God who still hasn't taken medicine today

"The wind is coming—the rain is coming—"

"Running water—taught by Yuan Yi—"

The dance of the great witch is an interpretation of the way of the world, and every move attracts the aura of heaven and earth. As Helian Shuu wields the sacrificial knife in his hand and wields the tassel made of colorful silk threads, all kinds of visions have never been noticed. Flashed one by one in the valley.

"White carp flicks its tail—the nectar falls—"

"Zhaohua grass and trees—spring and autumn——"

The moist water vapor condensed suddenly, the drizzle fell in the valley, and the tender green seedlings filled with slurry grew on the gravel beach. The ripples of the water spirit energy and the light and shadow of the vines of the wood spirit energy intertwined, and the flowers bloomed and fell. In an instant, the creek has the tendency to expand into a river, and the land turned into decayed plants nourishes life.

Amidst the silent noise, the small animals in the forest that were frightened by the previous movement poked their heads out and took a quick look.

"The gods have been made—the gods are fixed—"

With a long and low tone at last, the sacrificial knife swung down slowly, and the unsharp blade was facing a fish that kept flapping its tail and tried to struggle to jump up on Yu Baihe's corpse.

The rapidly rising stream will almost drown the fish.

Yu Baihe: "..."

etc!Give him some time to buffer it!

He Lianshu's eyes were tightly closed, he looked around, and then cut horizontally.

The invisible hand widened and elevated the river, and the woods quickly covered the valley, quickly turning this place into an uninhabited dense forest no different from other places.

Only a few steps will turn a clear stream into a meandering stream, but Baihe, the top three among the tributaries of the big river, has already laid the prototype. He Lianshu looked at the motionless white carp in the water, and felt Inevitably worried.

What he holds in his hand is not a three-foot sky, not to mention the difficulty of becoming a god, which cannot be solved by him singing.

The big witch stood quietly in the drizzle, and suddenly said: "You have been watching for a long time, don't you say anything?"

There was no one around.

He Lianshu turned his head in one direction and raised the corners of his mouth.

He has an ordinary appearance, except for a pair of eyes that are particularly noticeable, but now his eyes are closed.This smile is two words, He Lianshu's smile is shallow, but it can convey to the bystanders the feeling that the flowers all over the world are blooming.

To be able to coax Yu Baihe, it also requires some skills.

"People who don't exist in this world like me, don't you come out and say hello?"

"...The big witch is unpredictable." Ji Lian said.

Two people who were separated by thousands of years looked at each other.

"Oh," He Lianshu covered his mouth with his sleeves, his previous blank look in front of Yu Baihe had completely disappeared, "Hong Luan... so it is like this."

Ji Lian, who said he couldn't understand what this man was talking about, had a gloomy and terrifying face, "The great witch has a wonderful plan."

The current result can only be said to have been calculated by Helian Shu.

"That's all you can say?"

"..."

What else do I need to say, Yu Libai was fooled by you all over the place.

Ji Lian took a step forward. Although he couldn't take out the sickle, his whole body was as sharp as a sharp knife drawn out of its scabbard. The juniors only know one thing, seeing how the Great Witch treats those people's lives with contempt, hundreds of millions of people are just numbers in the eyes of the Great Witch."

"Of course it's not just numbers, they are all the people of Great Xia." He Lianshu said, "I love them, just like heaven and earth love me."

Ji Lian: "..."

A perverted breath rushed over!

"But which one is more important," Helian Shu added, "it's a contest."

"What the hell are you?" Ji Lian asked.

"I am He Lianshu, the Great Witch of Great Xia, who has been dead for 500 years. If we talk about my identity, it's as simple as that."

"……Oh."

"..."

This young man...

Only half of the words came out of He Lianshu's mind, and Ji Lian over there had already rushed forward without saying a word, punching directly in the face.

Uh uh uh?

The young man's movements were like lightning, and he crossed several feet in an instant. The big witch's reaction was not slow, but the ghost didn't have long legs and couldn't float fast, let alone he was still incorporeal. He Lianshu took a step, and Ji Lian's fist followed Move, and in a blink of an eye, it is in front of you.

This punch was really merciless, and it didn't lighten up a little because of the identity of the opponent.

Of course, for people like Ji Lian who hardly take historical common sense seriously, Helian Shu's identity can't act as a deterrent.

This punch didn't touch anything, it directly passed through the big witch's body.

Faced with such a result, Ji Lian was not surprised at all. He made one move after another, and the fists he swung quickly even brought out a wind blade that split the air.

"Witch servant." He Lianshu said, "Ilos... my sister's sickle."

He held out a finger.

The fingers that should also pass through Ji Lian's body just hit the fist.

"I see, it's a visitor from 500 years later."

The contrast between the slender fingers and the powerful fist was extremely strange.

Ji Lian couldn't get an inch in.

"Then go and accompany your witch."

The big witch suddenly burst out with amazing power, pushing Ji Lian into the water.

Before falling into the water, only He Lianshu's suddenly relaxed smile was in front of Ji Lian's eyes.

***

Another river.

river of memory.

The calm, slow-flowing river of memory suddenly fluctuated, ripples rippled on the surface of the mirror-like water, and the strangely colored river flowed through, suddenly setting off turbulent waves.

The big witch floated above Yu Libai's memory, nodded slightly, turned around and disappeared.

Soon, another person floated up from the river.

Ji Lian grabbed his throat trying to cough out the water he drank.

At the same time, he found that this was not the river just now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he took a closer look, he realized that what he was in was not a river, and what surrounded him was not water, but pieces of rapidly changing images.

Looking from a distance, one picture after another is continuous, stretching into the depths of the darkness, with neither the end nor the end in sight.

This is Yu Libai's 500-year river of memory, which is so long that he is old.

Ji Lian reached out and clicked on the screen in front of him.

Immediately a voice came out.

The speaker was an old man with a white beard, "Please use the illusion of Shui Jun to restrain these wronged souls. The demon-stained souls will not return to the underworld. If they continue to float down, they may become new demons again."

Surrounded by clouds and mist, Yu Libai in a divine robe appeared opposite the old man.

He didn't look like a gentle man at all, his golden pupils shone like a puddle of molten gold, and his tone was cold, "This is the last thing I promise you."

"In the future, I will naturally not bother Suicune."

"Ha ha."

Yu Li smiled bluntly, riding a cloud and standing on his domain - the nameless stream in the past, now the White River, pinching his fingers to cast spells.

Guided by mana, the water mist covering the river gathered into the open space on the bank, and a town gradually appeared in the mist, which seemed fake and real under the moonlight.

A thousand black and white candles were sent into the city, and the mist quickly enveloped it, turning into a personal figure.

The old man bowed down.

"Shui Jun Dade."

After finishing the spell, Yu Libai flicked his long sleeves, and said bluntly, "Get out!"

The screen also scrolled, and I don't know how long it jumped, and the voice that sounded again turned into a young female voice that Ji Lian felt vaguely familiar with.

"You can do whatever you want, please ask Suicune to take the child in my womb." The pale woman knelt in the water temple and begged.

……Mother.

and Yu Libai.

"What do you want a child for?"

Yu Libai, who was tall and dressed in a divine robe, said these words very silently.

Feeling the indifference in Yu Li's vernacular, Ji Lian actually felt that he was going to cry in relief.

Finally, I agreed without hearing what other people begged for.

"I heard that Suicune has always wanted to trouble Tianyi, but he suffered from the fact that the body of the dead cannot perfectly match your spirit and soul. I am willing to offer my child to be driven by you and walk under your seat. If I can start from a baby I will sign a contract with you, and the degree of integration should be very good." Mrs. Ji replied calmly.

"Dawu Tiangong, Tianyi, Daohe faction and Jibianmen are all in harmony, Danren Guyuanshan Jianmen doesn't care about the affairs of the Central Plains, in such a huge China, only you can protect me and my son."

"so?"

"Shui Jun, don't you really want to take revenge on Tian Yi?"

The screen changes again.

"Why did you lose yourself for your son Benjun!"

Yu Libai did not have the majestic and awe-inspiring appearance at all, or he had already exposed his unreliable true face in front of Mrs. Ji, and Master Water God looked like he had been robbed of his virginity. The puerpera who came back from the ghost gate was violent and drove him out of the house.

Master Water God teased the baby in his arms who looked like he was about to die with blue complexion, and the gentle water-blue mana warmed the baby's heart.

"This is great," Yu Li bai helped his forehead, "I swallowed half of my source of divine power for you. Not only will you, a little guy, be hindered by divine power and unable to practice Taoism in the future, but I will even possess your own body on you. The soul will be squeezed away, wouldn't that count as my killing you?"

He poked at the baby with resentment in his words.

"Such a weak little thing, it feels so embarrassing to kill it."

Ji Lian: "..."

What about logic?

……

"Are you going?"

"My promise to the water god will not change. When the time comes, Lian'er will naturally come back."

"...I don't care about you."

"Huh?" Mrs. Ji raised her lips, "Really?"

Yu Libai turned his eyes away, condensed a touch of mana from his fingertips, and touched the sleeping five-year-old boy's chest.

The words in his mouth were completely inconsistent with the movements of his hands.

"It's only five years. To me who is five hundred years old, it's too small."

In a short period of time, he will not have any feelings for the mother and son.

The screen scrolled, and finally the familiar screen of Ji Lian appeared.

Ji Lian didn't pay attention, holding the clothes on his chest tightly with one hand.

Shui Lan's mana radiated from his chest, and finally turned into a bell.

Ji Lian tried to feel the little warmth that had disappeared.

The river is about to come to an end, which is the scene not long ago.

The handsome god with black hair and golden eyes blushed, listening to the confession of the young man opposite him.

Under the dappled sunlight through the branches and leaves, the voice of the water god speaks directly in this memory.

"I like you."

"I like you too."

There is no way to recover from the past, and the next year can still be expected.

The next 500 years, together?

When Ji Lian was distracted, time had passed the kiss that could not be called a kiss between the two on the magnolia tree, and walked towards the aftermath that he didn't know.