That's not a game

Lin Xiaoge could tell that although Heulia's injury was not fatal, it was not considered a minor injury.

But fortunately, Heulia's injuries were much better than those of a certain rock demon god. Lin Xiaoge only made a small deal with the leylines, and healed Heulia's injuries very smoothly.

At the same time, he also asked Heulia why the other party came here, and which demon god was injured by him.

However, when talking about the specifics of the demon god, Heulia's eyes were a little evasive, and she only said that the other party was a demon god who was good at manipulating the wind, but kept silent about the others, which made Lin Xiaoge a little confused.

A demon god who is good at manipulating the wind?

Could it be... is it a certain real gentleman who is good at chatting?

You must know that before these immortals became immortals, they were indeed called demon gods by mortals.

But among these so-called demon gods, there are also a series of strange beasts such as Yasha and Qilin.

Just like Zhongli, whose body is a dragon, is a genuine demon god.

During the War of Demon Gods, all kinds of strange beasts, monsters, and non-human beings were called demon gods by Liyue people.

Only after fighting for Liyue later, did they obtain their respective immortal names.

Therefore, this is also the reason why there are so many demon gods during this period.

Because there is no other title, and because there are so many of them, they can only be collectively called Demon God.

However, with the strength of the True Monarch who is good at chatting, can Heulia really be hurt to this extent?

Although Heulia is weak, she shouldn't be so weak that she would be chased and beaten by a master who is good at chatting.

Lin Xiaoge was still contemplating, but Heulia on the side was staring straight at the flower of the leylines that Lin Xiaoge had summoned to heal her wounds. Although the flowers of the leylines had withered, they still let her Heulia was quite surprised.

After all, even demon gods like them who control power or branch elements may not be able to connect with the leylines and let the leylines summon the flowers of the leylines.

"The doctor..."

Zhong Li suddenly called out, making Lin Xiaoge stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Another demon god is coming."

Lin Xiaoge had a strange expression on her face. This is the era when demon gods walk everywhere, and you can meet a demon god just by walking a few steps.

Therefore, and because of this, the people of this era have suffered greatly from the war of demon gods.

"What should I do?" Zhong Li looked at Lin Xiaoge, and once again handed over the right to speak to Lin Xiaoge.

Lin Xiaoge frowned slightly, turned her head to look behind her, and saw Heulia, the big sister, was already shrinking carefully behind her, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

Obviously, the demon god who came here was probably the one who had injured Heulia to such an extent before, and had chased and killed him all the way to this point.

But because of this, Lin Xiaoge wanted to meet this demon god even more.

Who is the demon god who is good at making wind?

"he came."

Zhong Li frowned slightly, looking in a direction not far away.

There, in the mountains and forests, suddenly there was a blue gust of wind that shattered the mountains and forests with an extremely sharp sense of sharpness. It came through the mountains and turned into a black-haired ghost-masked boy holding a green spear, squatting Beside the lake, under the watchful eyes of Lin Xiaoge and the others, he slowly stood up.

The eyes with a little bit of cold light on the mask were staring at Heulia behind Lin Xiaoge indifferently.

Then, slowly stretched out his hand.

"Hand her over."

Lin Xiaoge's eyes were slightly surprised. He thought that the demon god Heulia spoke of who was good at wielding the wind should be the real king who was good at chatting, but in fact, it turned out to be this Yasha boy—Drill.

Moreover, the current mandrill does not seem to be troubled by countless karma like it was after a thousand years.

Because at this time he had not served the Emperor Yan Wang, naturally he did not cause so many murders.

But what puzzled Lin Xiaoge was, why did the other party...why persecute Heulia so much?

Turning her head, Lin Xiaoge saw Heulia's terrified expression, and confirmed once again that it was Mandrill that hurt Heulia to such an extent.

But the black-haired boy wearing the blue yaksha mask was a little impatient. Seeing that Lin Xiaoge hadn't responded for so long, he thought that Lin Xiaoge would not hand over Heulia, so he gripped his spear tightly and jumped high , jumped high, held the barrel of the spear with both hands, and with the tip of the spear, threw it straight at Lin Xiaoge in the center of the lake!

But at this moment, a thick rock element suddenly bloomed.

A rock spear condensed out of thin air, smashed straight at the ink-haired boy.

The opponent in the air should have been unavoidable, but his slightly thin body moved in the air extremely flexibly. He avoided the rock spear in a blink of an eye, and landed in the shallow water of the lake. Involuntarily landed in the direction that the rock gun shot from.

There, Zhong Li was staring at the ink-haired boy with indifferent eyes, and his voice was indifferent.

"If you want to hurt the doctor, have you asked me?"

Chapter 13 Gan Yu: Senior Mandrill, why do you laugh when you talk about my dad?

Tivat Continent, Liyue, the salt of the earth.

This is not Liyue in the period of the Demon God War, but Liyue in the normal time period.

The salt in the ground was once the place where a certain demon god died, and it is also the place where a certain Yaksha boy sometimes comes to.

No, that Yasha boy came here again.

Because according to Liyue's tradition, today... is the anniversary of the death of the Demon God of Salt.

Thousands of years have passed, and although Mandrill no longer remembers the appearance of the Demon God of Salt, he still remembers this day when he comes here every year to offer sacrifices.

The yaksha boy raised his head and looked at the red maple tree that was piled up with countless white salt in the salt of the ground, and couldn't help pursing his lips tightly.

In his golden eagle-like eyes, a touch of nostalgia and sadness flashed past.

This is the place where the Demon God of Salt was buried, and it was also the branch line where the Lang Zhong was determined, and it was also the place where he really started to follow the other party.

Recalling everything in the past, Mandrill exhaled softly, picked up a Qingxin flower that he had already prepared, and placed it under the red maple tree.

Because that demon god once said that she likes Qingxin who has the same hair color as Langzhong the most.

If one day she leaves, it will be very satisfying to give her a pure heart on the anniversary of her death every year.

Therefore, at this time of year, Mandrill will prepare a pure heart to come here.

No wine, no meat, no paper money, just a pure heart is enough.

But when Mandrill put down the pure heart under the red maple tree, the other hand also let go of the pure heart under his gaze.

Mandrill paused, then turned to look at the owner of that hand.

Then, he saw a red-horned girl with long blue hair carefully looking at Mandrill, and bowed slightly to Mandrill.

"Hello, Senior Mandrill."

Mandrill paused, then nodded calmly, "Well, Gan Yu, are you coming to see the Demon God of Salt too?"

"Yes, although Gan Yu has never met Auntie Ayan, my mother once said that Auntie Ayan and my father are very close. The meaning of Auntie Ayan to my father is very important. As my father's daughter, I naturally want to Instead of my father, I will pay homage to Aunt Yan."

Gan Yu pursed her seductive lips, smiled slightly, and replied like this.

Mandrill was taken aback for a moment, then nodded calmly, "Indeed."

He raised his head, stared at the red maple tree, and bit his lower lip unconsciously.

It does, yeah...it does.

"Speaking of which, Senior Mandrill, do you still remember the first time you met my father?"

On the side, Gan Yu suddenly asked Mandrill.

Mandrill was taken aback for a moment, and then he showed a smile that he didn't even notice, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised an almost invisible arc.

"Of course I remember, how could I forget... After all, the first meeting with him is so unforgettable."

Seeing Mandrill's appearance, Gan Yu couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling.

She knew that there was something very interesting about this senior, that is, once talking about her father, the corners of the other's mouth would involuntarily rise.

Mandrill quickly came to his senses, suppressed his smile, glanced at Gan Yu calmly, and said calmly, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, Gan Yu."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

The worship to Ah Yan has been completed, and it is time for him to leave.

"Hey! Wait a minute, senior Mandrill, um... will this year's Sea Lantern Festival come?" Gan Yu hurriedly called to Mandrill, and asked tentatively.

The latter paused as he left, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

Then, he nodded slightly and took another step.

"Yes, this time, I will go. After all... this Sea Lantern Festival is related to him."

This time, Mandrill really left.

Gan Yu's eyes also became slightly surprised.

After all, this senior mandrill has never participated in the festival of the Sea Lantern Festival.

However, there was a little bit of doubt in her eyes.

"Related to his Sea Lantern Festival?"

Gan Yu didn't know what Mandrill meant, but she could guess that this he... was to a large extent, her father.

Because of Mandrill's tone just now, I miss it very much.

There has always been only one person who is worthy of the other party's nostalgia, and that is - her Gan Yu's father.

"But... Speaking of father, what kind of person is father?"

Gan Yu gently placed her hand on her chest, unconsciously feeling some inexplicable emotions.

Father... was an extremely distant and unfamiliar word to her.

After all, she had never met her father.

However, the person represented by this word has made her feel closer and closer during these thousands of years.

Because in the past thousands of years, no matter it was the emperor, or the mandrill just now, or the immortal in Jue Yunjian, they had told her about her father more than once.

"I really want to see my father once..."

Gan Yu murmured in such a low voice, and also took steps, leaving here.

She is the secretary of Yuehai Pavilion. As the Lantern Festival approaches, her work is getting more and more.

But even so, she still took the time to come here today to pay homage to Heulia, the demon god of salt.

But now, after the worship ceremony is over, she has to go back to continue working. There is still a lot of work to be done for the Sea Lantern Festival.

Accompanied by the sound of bells, Gan Yu's figure gradually disappeared into the salt of the ground.

As a result, she naturally didn't know that after she and Mandrill left, a rather gentle brown-haired young man appeared here, and placed the third pure heart on the salt pile.

He raised his head, stared at the red maple tree, and made a soft sound.

"Long time no see, Ah Yan."

The breeze blows, rustling the leaves of the red maple tree.

Under the red maple tree, the granular white salt on the salt pile rolled to the ground and came to the feet of the brown-haired young man.

The brown-haired young man pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his body, and sat quietly under the red maple tree, listening to the slight sound of the wind.

His thoughts gradually drifted to a long, long time ago.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't help talking to himself.

"If it weren't for you, Ah Yan, the Demon God War might have lasted even longer."

"Speaking of which, after the first meeting, Mandrill was captured so embarrassingly, and even became a doctor's prisoner. It is also an interesting story."

"However, the most interesting thing is Lang Zhong, who actually subdued the once stubborn Mandrill at his feet, hahaha!"

"It's just that, now there are beautiful scenery and fine wine, but it's a pity that the old man..."

At the end of talking to himself, the brown-haired young man took a long breath and took a sip of his wine. There were thoughts that could not be hidden in his pale golden eyes.

Chapter 14 Secret Realm - "The Beginning of the Liyue"

"Hey, it's really strange that you are so weak and looking for trouble. Please, you are really weak."

Lin Xiaoge looked at the Yaksha masked boy who was locked up in a prison in Zhongli, and couldn't help laughing.