At the earliest, thousands of years ago, the people on both sides of the Yellow River worshipped not these river demons, nor did they worship the dragon lord, and at that time people did not have the concept of the dragon lord in their hearts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Legend has it that there was a small temple on the bank of the Yellow River at that time, and the temple was dedicated to the old mother of the Yellow River.

In recent years, a lot of bamboo slips have been unearthed on the banks of the Yellow River, and it is a small paragraph on these bamboo slips that reminds people of the goddess in the Yellow River.

According to legend, the old mother of the Yellow River is the fourth generation descendant of King Yu, named Lou Muyu. This girl is kind and does not like luxury, and after leaving the summer capital, she followed the footsteps of her ancestors to the bank of the Yellow River, and built a small fishing house by the Yellow River, and her life was extremely simple.

Since Lou Muyu moved here, the torrential rain on both sides of the Yellow River has stopped, and every night, fishermen can hear beautiful songs coming from the surface of the Yellow River, and at a glance, they can see that it is the fisherwoman who is fishing.

Later, a demon beast descended from the sky, this demon is like a snake body, with four claws under the abdomen, the first born with two feet, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, turning over the river and the sea, and causing disaster to the Yellow River. According to later generations, it was a dragon.

It was the fisherwoman who jumped and rode on the demon dragon, and then fell into the Yellow River with the demon dragon and subdued the demon dragon, and Lou Muyu never came back. In order to commemorate her, people later called her the old mother of the Yellow River and built an ancestral hall for her.

The paragraph on the bamboo slip is very simple, it is such a description of words and phrases. Perhaps Yellow River craftsmen like Du Bo and Zhang Sishui will know Lou Muyu better. No, as soon as Mu Qing opened his mouth to sing a ballad, the two of them knelt on the ground and called her the mother of the Yellow River, that is, the old mother of the Yellow River, Lou Muyu.

The two knew that according to ancient legends, Lou Muyu was reincarnated to subdue the Yellow River water demon, and now she was going to sleep forever in the turbulent Yellow River with the water demon.

Wushuang hadn't heard of these legends, and he didn't know who the old mother of the Yellow River they were talking about, he only knew that this little girl was kind and simple by nature, long and beautiful, he saved her, he couldn't let her die!

"Mu Qing, come down quickly, it's dangerous! It's going back!" Seeing that the turbulent waves slowly rushed the huge body of the Iron Headed Dragon King down the river, if Mu Qing followed, he would definitely not be able to come back.

"Damn, you want to take people away in front of Lao Tzu? Is it possible? Your life is only decided by me!" Wushuang roared, jumped high, and slapped the river bank with his right palm, and suddenly a layer of frost appeared on the bank, and the solid ice was spreading to the water.

Lines of solid ice instantly engulfed the Yellow River, blocking the way of the Iron-headed Dragon King. The iron-headed dragon king was furious when he saw that he had been blocked in his way, he turned around and roared at Wushuang, and the hurricane struck, and swept Wushuang out of the air, and the hurricane was full of twelve levels.

"Master!" Lan Caidie wanted to save him, but this hurricane was too fierce, forcing him to walk half a step out of the Fishbone Temple, but fortunately, the Fishbone Temple was made of the bones of the King of the Yellow River, and this hurricane could not destroy it.

The beach was covered with soft sand and mud, and after Wushuang hit the ground, he rolled a few times, and then when the hurricane waned, he stood up again with a carp. Suddenly, the body emitted a cold air, which was endless cold, and even the warm river breeze blew, turning into pieces of snow and falling to the ground.

It was as if it had a protective body attached to it, and it was Antumi's power, and now it had more control over that power. He can already summon more power, which is enough to freeze the Yellow River and destroy everything! Because he has already signed a blood pact with Antumei! He has all the power of the White Emperor.

The waves were raised, but as soon as they reached the top of his head, he was frozen by the endless cold, and finally turned into the arc of an ice slide.

"Thank you...... Let's go back...... This is my fate!" Mu Qing looked back at Wushuang who had never given up on herself, she smiled sweetly, although this smile was not as charming as Lan Caidie, but the hearts of people who watched it were very warm.

"No! No! No! I said that I would take you on a big plane, I would take you shopping, I would let you go to school! I would do what I said! Believe me! I can take you away!" He is still him, a spit and a nail, he is not competing with this river demon, but with himself.

The water of the Yellow River under the ice is still surging uneasily, and the surface of the river is like a thin mirror, and under the mirror there is an inexplicable danger. There was a stabbing sound, and there seemed to be countless hands scratching under the ice.

Wushuang looked at it, but also frightened half to death, it turned out that under the ice, there were countless bones of Bai Sensen, most of them were rotten and not good, and some were the corpses that had just been swallowed up by the Yellow River in the past few days, they stared at each other, and Zhengzi fluttered back and forth under the mirror with the tide of the Yellow River, just as his fingers were facing the ice, coming and going, which happened to cause the harsh sound of the brain glass.

At first glance, I thought that this water demon had summoned countless large rice dumplings to cheer for it.

"Engong, you are a good person, you can go, thank you for being with me for so long. Qing'er should have gone a few days ago. The kind-hearted Mu Qing said leisurely.

"Mu Qing, your fate is only in your own hands, you don't owe anyone, come back, come back quickly! With me, no one can hurt you. She held out her hand, hoping that she could still smile and put her little hand over as she had done before.

But this time, Mu Qing didn't choose to turn back, because she couldn't resist her fate anymore.

"No need, Engong, this is Qing'er's fate, Qing'er is the daughter of the Yellow River, and Qing'er's life is to protect this turbulent Yellow River. Mu Qing walked along the giant tortoise's back to its neck, and the shell of the king under its feet was covered with moss. Then he gently stroked the giant tortoise's head with his small hands.

The giant tortoise immediately put away its tyranny and comfortably enjoyed her touching, its eyes closed, as if it felt the happiness of swimming in the water of the Yellow River as a child. It was a motherly love, and there was no substitute for any feeling.

"Ding?Yuwang Shending!Mu Qing, you wait, I'll save you!I'm going to use my blood to wake up Yuwang Shending!" Wushuang reflexively returned to the fishbone altar and hugged the small bronze tripod, his left hand was raised high, and the blade of the cold blood treasure blade was clenched in his hand, and the blood flowed down his fist drop by drop, ticking...... Tick...... Tick ......

His blood is the blood of the gods, and the blood of the gods is an invisible contract, and what he awakened is not only the bronze tripod, but the divine power of King Dayu.