Each Time I Use The Primordial Spirit, I Will Resurrect One

Chapter 144

"This way. "

The empty gaze of the comprehension gathers.

Admire Heuria's snow-white body as the Salt Demon God.

On this basis, the pure and moving delicate face, the delicate curve.

All of them are full of temptation and make people yearn for.

Emptiness is also, but there is no desire in this yearning.

Because if he wants to.

His desires can be satisfied at any time by the desire of a proficient change.

Therefore, he simply wanted to take care of Heulia, and at most let Heulia's delicate appearance nourish his eyes.

There are no evil thoughts at all.

In fact, for the other day when she was united with herself, Sora also thought so.

Unfortunately, everyone's liking for themselves is bursting, and at every opportunity, they want to break this pure male-female relationship.

Then come on, everyone is happy.

Anyway, he had figured out the fact that he was Aquaman....

Seeing that Heulia was a little nervous in waiting, he smiled softly and pressed Heulia's snow-white hand to his heart.

"Then let me, as a lover, be the reason why Heulia has always lived. "

Got the answer I wanted.

Heulia, who always had a melancholy look on her face, was like spring returning to the earth, and a jerky smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"Can I hug you?"

she asked, stroking her empty chest.

"Anytime. Sora took her hand and put it on his lower back.

Encouraged, Heuria carefully hugged the void.

Like Heulia's other known sisters, she is also a female body.

Slightly higher than empty.

Just enough to make the empty face perfectly fit on her slender and beautiful neck.

Touching the empty fluffy blonde hair, Heulia recalled the king she had cultivated.

When the king was young, she held him as she does now.

She still didn't understand why the king would betray her.

Obviously she was very good to that king.

Except that because it is not biological, there is no intimate contact, everything that should be given is given.

How so....

I have given so much for my people and my king, but they have joined hands to deny me all my worth.

I thought that if they killed them, they would end their sorrows.

Unexpectedly, he was resurrected by the man in his arms.

He is so good-looking, so warm.

After seeing too much, he even had the urge to become his lover and regain his value.

Now, I get the value I want, but I don't think it's as stable as I thought, and I feel a little vain and thin.

Probably, this is the after-effects of betrayal.

Maybe I can go one step further and get more and more self-worth from emptiness.

Heuria lowered her head and rubbed her empty blond hair with her delicate snow muscles.

"Sora , I want a child..." The

soft voice in his ear accompanied by a gentle breeze, burrowed into Sora ear, and immediately blew Sora into his ear.

It's not empty unwillingness.

I simply feel that this progress is like pressing fast forward.

Just talked, want children?

"Why do you think that?" looked

up at Heulia's soft white to transparent earlobes in the moonlight.

Regarding the child's question, Sora does not resist now.

As the time spent in Tivat becomes more sufficient, there is enough time for nurturing, no more intentional contraception, and everything goes with it.

But well...

With his god-level bloodline, it must not be easy to have children.

At this time, Heulia stroked her empty back, and explained in a weak and somewhat heavy voice:

"I used to raise a child, but then failed, along with my life..."

"But just now I seemed to figure it out.

"I have nothing to do with that child, just worldly moral bondage that can be shredded at any time."

"This time, I want to have a child with Sora and let the child who is tied to me by blood prove that I was not wrong before..."

"I'm a little sensitive.

"Having been betrayed, I felt that my lover's identity was not strong. "

I thought..."

Heuria stopped shyly.

The emptiness in the sticker felt that Heulia's rapid and powerful heartbeat seemed to jump out of the soft upright defense, through the raised, into his body.

Kong opened a little distance, looked at Chu Chu's moving Heulia, this tooth biting lips, cheeks pink, softly said:

"Uh-huh~"

In your heartbeat, I heard the next words.

"I swear an oath to Akatsuki.

"From this day forward, Sora is Heuria's husband.

Heulia's white beautiful eyes instantly burst into crystalline tears.

She opened her mouth tremblingly, and in an unprecedented voice, she shouted weakly:

"I swear to Ming Yue." "

From this day forward, Heuria is the empty wife—"

The Tanit tribe's constantly moving torches stopped in response.

Paimon, who has been watching the play on the side holding a small jujube palm.

See the beauty of this time.