"Yes, I am a little scared." "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you." Maria felt a sense of sympathy for Heulia, and she stretched out her fangs like a vampire, gently piercing into Heulia's snowy neck. While absorbing blood, the temporarily synthesized anesthetic and analgesic ingredients also flowed into Heulia's body. There is definitely an effect. After all, An Qi has a demon clone herself and knows what the demon's body structure is like. If it is just a temporary preparation, the dosage has not been accurately calculated and verified, so unexpected additional effects may occur. "?Ah?~~" Heulia let out an extremely alluring moan, causing Maria to raise her index finger. Then Heulia's body went limp, as if she had lost her bones all of a sudden, and she leaned completely against Maria, trembling uncontrollably as she raised her body. After a moment, Maria's fangs retracted.
Heulia's face and body were flushed with an intoxicating pink. She even had saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth uncontrollably, and her dreamy pupils rolled up slightly, with an expression that showed she couldn't suppress the flushing sensations of her body. The corner of Maria's mouth twitched, and then she condensed a blood-red couch and gently put Heulia down. "Thanks for your hard work." "Wang?~Hmm?" Heulia lay there, her body and limbs twitching again - as for some indescribable wet marks, there is no need to say more. Maria rubbed her face with pity. Then she turned around, and a surge of power that reached the level of a demon god emanated from her body, and the blood-red sword also shone with the light of salt crystal. 'She can't be that one, can she? Am I responsible?' These thoughts flashed through Maria's mind, and then her eyes sharpened, and the water bird flew again. …… At sunset, a golden figure came rushing over. But when he arrived, the mountain troll had transformed into a huge, motionless salt crystal statue, reflecting magnificent and colorful light in the dusk. On the hill next to him, the elegant and beautiful King of Hunting had a satisfied expression after finishing hunting, with the blushing Salt Demon lying in his arms. Against the backdrop of the setting sun and the giant salt beast, it was like a famous painting of love and beauty. 'belch! ' Morax remembered that he had not eaten anything before coming here, but for some reason, he felt strangely full. "Morax, are you on time?!" The flying Demon of Dust arrived soon after and also saw the salted giant beast and the beautiful pair of king and god next to it. Then, the happy smile she should have shown turned unusually cold for some reason. …… "Hurry up, hurry up, get everything ready! Wait, what's with this wine glass? You use this to entertain my king, my god, and the King of Rock and Dust? Throw it away! Bring up those exquisite salt glasses that the Findenir royal family ordered!"
"But Findenil..." "I don't care if he's Fendniel or not! They're nothing! This is the first time that our Salt Tribe has officially entertained foreign demons, and they are the most famous Rock King and Dust King. If anyone dares to mess up, I'll hang him on the pillar!" "Yes!!!" The salt dwellers were extremely excited. The mountain trolls were so large that the salt folk could see them clearly even from a considerable distance. At first they were terrified, thinking that they were doomed. Even if some of them survived, they would have to wander again like before. Who knew their king would rush forward and fight with the troll for most of the day. Until sunset, everyone saw that the troll had turned into a salt statue. The excitement, emotion and reverence at that moment are something that only people who have been displaced for a long time can never understand. Then the news came that the king and the gods were going to entertain the notorious rock god and dust god. Outsiders cannot possibly understand the feelings of the salt people at this moment. They have only one thought: we are standing up! After thousands of years of fleeing around like rats, they finally got the security and dignity that countless ancestors longed for! It's not that she is dissatisfied with the Salt God. Although Heulia is weak and timid, the Salt God herself and her power are the only thing that the Salt People have relied on to survive for generations. At least so far, Maria has not felt any rebellion from the Salt People, and their faith in Heulia has always been firm and pure. However, while survival is important, so are safety and dignity? In short, in this situation, whoever loses the chain, whoever lowers the quality of the banquet of the Salt God and the Salt King - will really be hacked to death by other salt people, and he may even commit suicide to apologize. Not long after, three gods and one king took their seats in the palace. Maria and Morax are at the top, with Heulia and Morpheus on either side, the four facing each other. What is placed on the table are the best things that the salt people have tried their best to offer. It did not conform to the traditions of Liyue Harbor and Guiliji. After all, the salt people had never seen the divine banquets of those ancient settlements. But the intention can be felt. Maria hesitated for a moment, then softened her expression and said to the person next to her: "Go tell everyone that the enemy has been dealt with and it's safe. Just sleep normally tonight." "Yes! My king!" The salt people, who received the king's order for the first time, were so excited that they went down. Then the divine banquet officially began, but it was particularly silent. Maria has a rather cold personality, Heulia is socially anxious, and Morax is unfamiliar. Only the final silence seemed a little strange. Morax picked up the wine glass and glanced at Guizhong silently. Chapter 119 These seem to be a lot ~進∩群<>就∞是)告&*白∞?>!~2′8＄6≥9^5∈9∏3*&^0$#^7↗歸終在氣氛快要尷尬的時候，終於露出笑容，扮演了破冰的角色：
"Hahaha! This is the first time we sit together in such a formal way, right? Maria, we have known each other for such a long time, and you have never treated me properly!" "Then...I'm sorry?" Maria hesitated, as if considering it for a while, before apologizing. Finally smiling. "Forget it, at least nothing happened. I knew that guy might come, but I didn't expect him to come so soon. I almost thought...I almost thought I couldn't make it." In the end, he still smiled, but his eyes turned red and he couldn't help sniffing. It's not like this hasn't happened before. Just because she gets along well with Morax doesn't mean she doesn't have other friends. With her personality, she can make friends with any demon god who's not too far away and has a slightly better personality. It was very common in this era for people you knew to suddenly die in war. I had encountered this before, and more than once. "Yeah, I know. I'm not that weak. Next time, don't scare yourself if something happens. And, thank you." Maria had to soften her tone. I sighed in my heart, and quietly removed the label of "not the target of the experiment" from Guizhong. After the divine feast, Yancheng had a closer relationship with the Yanshen gang. Morax admires Maria's ability to achieve the feats of a demon with a non-demon body. Maria also felt that the old man was really domineering in his youth. 'Unfortunately, my goal is just to quietly change history a little bit, so I'd better not get involved in unnecessary things.' Maria was thinking this until the pretty and delicate Heulia came with a report on the government document. "Wang, this is the residential area expansion plan decided by everyone." "Is there something wrong with your plan? This place should..." "Oh, yes, that's right! Wang, you are so awesome!" Heulia walked away with a look of admiration on her face. Later—— "Wang, everyone says that the salt trade has been declining recently. What should we do?" "The salt farmers have been selling salt steadily for some time. As the external market becomes saturated, the price will naturally decrease. A healthy economy should not rely on a single dominant commodity. We should..." "Oh, oh!" "King, everyone said they wanted to form an army to protect themselves." "That's a good idea, but I think I need to consider..." "Oh, oh!"
Later, after strangling the enemy for who knows how many times, Maria stood on the balcony of the palace and looked at the prosperous and well-ordered city-state. She suddenly touched her chin in confusion. "Isn't that right? What happened to Heulia who was supposed to give in step by step, and then her people betrayed her in the end? How come this city is getting better and better as it develops?" At this moment, the salt dwellers in the streets and alleys are singing the praises of the wise king. Maria, who had been focusing on hunting, developing her abilities, and taking care of Heulia, finally began to sweat. "Is there no backstabbing anymore?" If you think about it carefully, the reason why the salt people backstabbed their gods was probably because they were desperate. Their gods could neither protect themselves nor dare to join the war. This series of pessimistic circumstances shaped the idea of backstabbing their gods. Yancheng is not like this now. It is safe and prosperous, and people are full of honor and positive emotions. In this situation, let alone backstabbing, even the slightest disrespect to the gods could result in being beaten to death in the street, right? If this trend continues, the goal of saving Heulia can be achieved, but the problem is that this will change history a lot and cause trouble for my future self! "Maria, what are you thinking about? Why do you look so doubtful about life? Chew chew chew~~" Guizhong, who was either chatting or eating, was standing nearby and asked curiously. Maria finally turned her gaze towards the woman who was “not the target of the experiment” and said blankly: "Do you think Heulia can live well if this continues?" "Yes, I can, of course I can! Humph!" "What are you humming?" "Nothing. Your Heulia is great. She's great! Is that ok?" Guizhong said this coldly, without any expression, and the natural smile he had previously shown also disappeared. Maria was still thinking about the history and unconsciously said: "If Heulia is safe, what about you?" "what?" "I mean, I've protected her, can I still protect you?" Maria's eyes were a little dazed, as if she was still thinking about many things. But because of this, I could feel her sincerity. "Uh... I... I forgot to turn off the stove at home. I have to go back quickly. Bye!" The Demon of Dust covered his face and flew away. Maria thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a specific idea to reduce the burden in the future. After all, destroying the Salt City and returning to the gathering is really... not soft-hearted, I don't mean that, but... it's not appropriate, right? Maria scratched her head, came back to her senses, and blinked belatedly. "Did I flirt with her just now?"
There is no answer to this question. Because in the following year, the salt of the earth never appeared again. …… One afternoon, in a clear stream in the deserted mountains. Maria sat on the flowing stream, with Heulia, whose face was still flushed and still not recovered, resting on her legs. The stream flows over their snow-white bodies, outlining various perfect curves.