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

Although the once-in-a-century sandstorm in Mengcheng lasted less than a day, perhaps because it was big and special enough, it played a warning role beyond the imagination of the Washington state government.

It seems that with this huge sandstorm as a node, people in Huazhou will pay more attention to the garbage thrown away on the roadside when walking on the road.

Protecting the environment has become the consensus of most people and something that does not need to be reminded to do silently.

A person's power is tiny, but when this little bit of power is gathered, the tiny power can also make the gods look sideways.

At least He Qinglan clearly felt that his original power was recovering much faster than in the past few months, and the concentration of spiritual energy around his Qinglan River had also made a qualitative leap.

He Qinglan leaned against the rejuvenated red maple tree by the river, holding a high-end fishing rod bought by the water boss in his hand, which was still hanging on the water, and the volunteer took the bait, with a very relaxed expression:

"If this attitude can continue, and even spread globally, the prosperity of human beings and nature will probably continue for a long time."

Chi Yan squeezed the small fireball in his hand into various strange shapes, and laughed unceremoniously when he heard this: "I don't believe that human beings can be so honest, and Huazhou has just learned a lesson." It's just a correction after that, I don't know how long it can last, but abroad?

Hehe, didn't the grassland forest fire happen in that duck-like country two days ago?That's not the sparks I threw out, but the super fire caused by the cigarette butts thrown by the humans themselves. "

Chi Yan's expression became a little gloomy at this point: "The group of mentally retarded people who haven't fully evolved their brains, the fire has been burning for so long and has not been extinguished until now, and the people and leaders over there let it go. They only know that they can run fast. Far away, as long as they don't endanger their lives and property."

"Hehe, if they don't put out the fire, unless they leave that land by plane, they will suffer the aftermath of the fire for at least a hundred years in the future."

The smile on He Qinglan's face before hearing this gradually disappeared, and he threw out the fishing line unhappily.As a result, the fishing line almost caught Fengxuan who was secretly soaking in the river. Fengxuan glanced at the golden hook, and a gust of wind blew the hook away.

"I'm still soaking in here, be careful when you throw the fishhook!" Fengshen said that he was not very satisfied with his old friend's behavior.

He was caught by the thick soil before the flying bird condensed with the power of the source, thus forcing him out to be a tool god. The whole god's power was emptied by most of it, and he was put into his body that can directly make the gods be enchanted. The filthy atmosphere, it was really a slight mistake at that time, he has already dissipated in the world at this moment.

Now I have finally recovered my life, but I have to soak in the river every day to cleanse my soul, isn't my mood beautiful?

Several whirlpools soon appeared on the Qinglan River, all caused by Fengshen's leisurely control of the wind.

"Speaking of the death of human beings, in the past two days my family members have been flying all over the world to see the scenery for me. Except for Washington State and a few remote European countries, most of the things I saw It's all destruction and killing."

"The Arab and Jewish regions to the west of our country have not stopped fighting until now, and the destruction and killing of nature and living beings there are the most serious."

"Africa has not yet been fully civilized and developed, and it is still in a state of completely taking from nature and rarely feeding back."

"Further to the west, the American side has developed, and they all talk about protecting the environment and sustainable development, but how conscientious can a place surrounded by capital be? It's not like secretly rowing in places where others can't see Sewage."

"Tsk, in short, there are not many places that are pleasing to the eye. Even in Huazhou, the situation looks good now, but there are a lot of deforestation and river water pollution in some places..."

"So Qinglan, don't be fooled by this momentary correction. If we don't have to, we can just sit on the sidelines."

"If we do too much, we will lose our position and suffer backlash."

He Qinglan's expression was very flat when he heard this: "I have no intention of intervening. Except for some suggestions, the rest is just letting nature take its course."

"...It's just that we have no intention of interfering in human affairs, but there are other gods who don't think so."

Feng Xuan and Chi Yan were silent for a moment when they heard this.

Of course they knew who the other gods He Qinglan was talking about were.

Chi Yan sneered coldly to directly express his dislike, while Feng Xuan sighed slightly.It stands to reason that he should hate to use his thick soil very much, but how to put it, he saw the appearance of thick soil and Mu Sen, and he didn't want to bother with them anymore.

Mu Sen's soul is actually connected to a human being, and he can feel the weakness of Mu Sen's soul power, like a candle in the wind, which seems to be extinguished at any time.

And the power of Houtu is indeed powerful, but when he was filled with the filthy air by the thick soil, he found that most of the thick soil had been eroded by the devilish energy. Although he only sensed the power of his soul for a very short time, the wind Xuan felt that all the abnormalities of Houtu were related to his obsession.

After all, in ancient times, he was also one of the gods who were protected and cared for by the thick soil.

He has seen the most beautiful and reliable appearance of this god, and now seeing him hidden in the ground and returning to darkness, it is more regret and regret than anger and hatred.

Fengshen thought of this and told He Qinglan and Chi Yan what he knew, and then said with a sigh: "I always feel that the thick soil... shouldn't be like this. But..."

Fengxuan stopped talking halfway through.

But he knew that there was probably no turning back for Houtu.

He Qinglan had guessed before that Houtu might have been a half-enchanted soul like Shui Wuyuan.

After all, water and land are the foundation of this world.

If there is a problem with the "water" in this world, then how can the land that is more occupied and polluted by humans remain pure and pure?

Most of the ways humans deal with garbage so far are buried on the spot, and then it takes a hundred years to decompose and digest the garbage by relying on the natural force of the soil.

Think about how much garbage has been buried by humans over the past few thousand years, especially after the development of industry in the past century.

It was a number that He Qinglan couldn't help but feel chills at the thought of it.

He Qinglan didn't speak anymore, but he wanted to do something before things went to the worst step.

A small blue carp condensed from river water appeared in He Qinglan's hand. He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the forehead of the little carp, and then the little carp flicked its tail and head happily, and jumped over the dragon gate with the carp With the momentum, leap high!plunged headfirst into the... earth.

Then the little blue carp disappeared.

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows beside him: "Are you playing a game of meat buns beating dogs?"

Water fish buried in the soil?

He Qinglan rolled his eyes at him, but Fengxuan's expression moved slightly, he felt the slight change of the wind in the soil.

The water-blue carp didn't blend into the soil after jumping into the soil, but was heading in one direction instead?

Fengxuan's heart jumped and he opened his mouth to say something, but was blocked by the fishhook thrown by He Qinglan again.

He Qinglan looked at his friend who loved to spin around, and blinked secretly at him.

Cyclone: ​​"..."

"Don't be dead, I don't want to be blamed by that guy Shui Wuyuan who loses his temper every day. That kid has become so annoying now! I knew he would become like this in the future. Back then when he was still weak I should beat him up a few more times, or wind him up a few more times!"

He Qinglan wanted to laugh when he heard this, but he didn't laugh in the end because——

Three seconds after Fengxuan complained about Shui Wuyuan, a big black cloud ball appeared above his head, from which there were crackling and painful ice particles falling.

In addition, Lord Fengshen was soaking in the river at this time, and his appearance was really embarrassing.

Chi Yan: "Hey."

He Qinglan: "...cough."

Big Shui appeared on the stage with a suit of steam. This time he was wearing a rather flamboyant silky white shirt and black wide-leg pants. The white shirt was opened in a V shape from the neckline, revealing his strong body. Nice big chest.

If one word is used to describe Shui Wuyuan at this time, then the word "horse flea" is absolutely perfect.

Chi Yan saw that Shui Wuyuan was not well dressed in this attire, so he forced him on the spot: "You don't even want your face for Xiaohe?!"

Fengshen began to frantically create small vortices around himself to express his excitement and desire to spin around.

Shui Wuyuan snorted when he heard this, and he went directly to He Qinglan and sat next to him, and then said in a faint voice, "Be sober, our current form is just a container. In fact, none of us face."

"Otherwise, tell me, as a mass of fire, where is your face? East, west, south, or north? Is it the flame tip or the flame tail?"

Chi Yan: "...I'm almost stunned by your brazenness. I'm ashamed of myself!"

Shui Wuyuan sneered as a winner, then looked at his own Lanlan, and turned his head slightly: "How is it?"

Are you happy with what you see?

He Qinglan: "..." You don't want to be the god of rain anymore, just be the god of butter.

However, Lord River God didn't hurt the face of Rain God too much. He just stretched out his hand with slightly red ears, pinched Shui Wuyuan's collar, moved his fingers slightly, and there were beautiful water drops that looked like blue crystals. It hooked Shui Wuyuan's open collar and made a chain like water pearls, sealing his large light honey-colored chest.

"In broad daylight, be more solemn."

Shui Wuyuan looked at the Shui Lian on his collar that He Qinglan had hung up with his own hands, and laughed.

"I will wear this dress for a year."

He Qinglan: "..."

Really, you don't have to!

That night, Chi Yan and Fengxuan laid down on the floor by the river in a cool way, chatting from time to time, and they even turned on their mobile phones to make video calls with Lei Aotian.

Even if Lei Aotian expressed strong dissatisfaction: "Can you two calm down a bit?! Do you know that I am sleeping! Sleeping!! Can't understand people's words? Do you want me to go to the river to have a fight with you? Wake up your brains?!"

"Come on, you Thor who pretends to be a human, your memory and power have been unlocked, what are you still doing here? Do you really think you are a person who needs sleep? You can sleep well for at least ten days and a half months now !"

"No. He can actually stay up all the time." Fengxuan made up the knife.

Lei Aotian: "..." Damn, I can't live through this day.

And when their three friends who hadn't seen each other for many years were forcing each other, He Qinglan sat up in the crystal cabin.

When he straightened up, Shui Wuyuan, who had to sleep next to him, even if there was a man-made river in the middle, opened his eyes.

Those gray pupils stared at He Qinglan quietly: "The moon is in the sky, where are you going?"

He Qinglan looked back at Shui Wuyuan quietly: "I just want to ask for an answer."

Whether the answer was good or bad, he had to at least ask it himself.

Shui Wuyuan's expression instantly became gloomy, but soon he restrained his expression: "I'm with you."

He Qinglan shook his head: "You are not suitable to be with me on this trip."

Shui Wuyuan looked at him and repeated: "I'm with you."

He Qinglan sighed softly: "You are not suitable to be with me."

When the gloomy aura around Shui Wuyuan became more and more intense, He Qinglan turned around and stretched out his hands to directly press Shui Wuyuan's shoulders, and pressed half of his body on him.

"Don't lose your temper with me, you can sense and monitor at all times, isn't it just an instant to be by my side?"

He Qinglan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Or do you think I can't last even a moment in his hands?"

He Qinglan's long hair fell on Shui Wuyuan's chest, cold and slightly itchy.His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and then he found it difficult to look directly at the condescending person, his dark gray pupils flickered, and finally said: "...OK."

As he spoke, he grabbed He Qinglan's hand violently, and put the other hand on the back of his head, pressing him towards himself.

When lips and teeth met, He Qinglan felt the powerful power of water being transmitted into his body.

He Qinglan paused slightly and wanted to break free, but this time he was pressed tightly by Shui Wuyuan, and even Shui Wuyuan turned over and pressed against him, making the kiss a little harder.

If it weren't for Lord River God's good self-healing ability, comparable to the beauty of the whole body, when he saw the thick soil, his lips would still be swollen.

And under the bright moonlight of this night, beside a golden harvested wheat field and the rushing clear river, the two most powerful gods who had never been able to win or lose in ancient times met each other.

At this time, the scenery is just right, as if it was yesterday.

But things have changed.