His blood is still dripping, as if the blood is collapsing, and it can't be stopped, or this Dayu Shending has absorbed the power of God again after thousands of years, it is devouring to its heart's content, it is greedy, it wants to suck him dry, suck all the power in his body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Eventually, the wounds on the handsless frost and stopped the bleeding.

Mu Qing looked at Wushuang with those beautiful big eyes, tears flashed in his eyes, this hard-working child only lived to be 16 years old, it was the twenty-eighth year of a girl, and in the sixteen years, including her mother, no one was as good as Wushuang to her. Even when he was cruelly pushed onto the sedan chair by the clansmen and planned to sacrifice the dragon king alive, his mother could only hide in the corner and cry, but it was this northeastern man who had never met him who saved himself.

When he was on Tiandu Mountain, he saved himself for the second time, and that time, he almost lost his soul for himself and the enemy of the Four Ancient Emperors.

The third time, it was him again, when she was most helpless, it was his appearance that saved her body, which allowed her to face the turbid Yellow River with all her purity.

This is the fourth time, it's still him, and he still has to save himself. She was moved, she was gratified, some girls had an unbreakable sense of happiness, but there was a kind of sadness. Because no one can save her this time, because this time she has to face her ultimate fate, perhaps, she can no longer go with him, she will never be able to fly again, she will never be able to dress up like other girls, and she will not be able to study and go to school like her peers.

But what is it? In this life, it is enough to meet him. Even if it's just a few days of happiness, it's enough.

"Engong, stop! Stop!" Tears couldn't stop flowing, but her smile was still so bright, pure and beautiful like a peach blossom in early spring.

"It's worth exchanging my life for peace on both sides of the Yellow River, this time Engong can't save me, because this is Qing'er's destiny! Qing'er was born for the catastrophe of this Yellow River flood, just to suppress the Yellow River water demon. Stop, don't do this again, you see Qing'er is so sad, Qing'er wants to bear the pain for you? But Qing'er must go, this walk will never come back, Engong, thank you!" Mu Qing knelt on the back armor of the iron-headed dragon king with tears in his eyes.

"Mu Qing! Brother said, Brother can save you! Nothing can stop me! Don't worry! I will definitely do it!" Wushuang roared angrily, and endless ice burst out from his body, and the cold froze everything in the world, making the turbulent water of the Yellow River freeze three feet again, and now, it is estimated that it is no problem to walk a big living person on the surface of the Yellow River.

A faint blue light appeared in his eyes, burning brighter and brighter like a blue flame! He slowly raised his right hand, holding an invisible ice blade in his hand. After that, an iceberg slowly rose on the surface of the Yellow River, and the iceberg was approaching, blocking the way of the iron-headed dragon king.

"Antomei, please, give me a hand, please save her!" he communicated with the seemingly cold spirit in his heart. He rarely asks for help, but this time it was an exception.

"Kill Kuixing, give up, she can't come back, the deity can't help you, her life belongs to the Yellow River, everything about her belongs to the Yellow River, even if the deity saves her back, it may not be a good thing for her, because she is the daughter of the Yellow River!" said to him the cold woman in his heart. It's just that she's still doing what she can to help him, because they have a contract.

"No!Qing'er, come back, come back quickly, don't go!" Wushuang looked at the giant turtle in despair, the giant turtle's two front paws had already climbed onto the ice, although the power of the White Emperor was strong, but it could not freeze the entire Yellow River, and the turbid Yellow River was still turbulent underwater. The big guy's bulky body had crushed a sheet of ice.

"Go back, go back! Engong, take care!" Mu Qing took the giant turtle's neck with tears in his eyes and turned his head with one hand.

"Yuwang Shending, Yuwang Shending, you wake up quickly, please, save her!" Yuwang Shending seems to be the last straw, but now Yuwang Shending has lost the energy it should have.

He'd already given it his blood, so why didn't it suppress the mighty river demon?

In fact, it's too late, the bottle of Yuwang Shending that Wushuang stole is already a bottle of dried up bronze tripod, it is indeed the ancient artifact left by Dayu, but for so many years in the world, the original Yuwang divine blood in the tripod has long dried up. The strange appearance they saw was completely the remnants of the power of the god.

Now don't say it's Du Bo and Zhang Sishui, even the real divine blood can't wake it up anymore, it's just scrap copper and rotten iron!

"No, don't !!!!!!!" Wushuang's eyes widened, since the power of the Four Ancient Emperors could not save Mu Qing, then simply rely on himself. He put away his divine power, drew the Cold Blood Blade from his boots, jumped up on his tiptoes, and stabbed at the iron-headed dragon king who was about to flee on the river with a loud shout.

This iron-headed dragon king is indeed a thousand-year-old river demon, and its back must be extremely strong, but the edge of the cold blood blade is not something ordinary can stop. If it really pokes down, no one can say whether it is a spear or a shield.

The iron-headed dragon king turned his head to see that this kid dared to catch up? It had now climbed onto the ice, and the ice was being crushed by its heavy body, and no one could help it as long as it returned to the Yellow River. How can you let Wushuang ruin your own good deeds?

It opened its big mouth and immediately spat out a mouthful of water, which directly hit Wushuang's body like a high-pressure water gun, pushing Wushuang out of the air.

"Don't hurt him!" Mu Qing was anxious and shouted at the iron-headed dragon king under his feet. She is the reincarnation of the daughter of the Yellow River, she is the guardian of the Yellow River, and all the creatures in the Yellow River are her children and grandchildren, even the great king.

The Iron-headed Dragon King's lantern-like eyes blinked, then turned his head and swam towards the middle of the river.

Fell back to shore with a heavy weight, fortunately there was a mountain chain mail, otherwise I would have broken my ribs.

"Mu Qing!!!" Wushuang shouted, wanting to rush up again.

"Stop him, stop him!" Lan Caidie, Duan Zirui, everyone rushed up and hugged Wushuang to death.

"Let go of me!! Duan Zirui, don't you like her, she's going to die!" Wushuang yelled in pain, the feeling was very similar to when he saw Ma Ya being seriously injured in order to save himself, but this time, the same scene, the same ending, he watched this girl go again, and this walk is eternal life. He knew she wouldn't come back. His promise will never be kept.