Chapter 1590: High half head

Soon, there was no one else in the room except Emily and Raphael.
Raphael knew about Emily's relationship with me, and saw that she stayed without saying a word, and didn't say much.
He walked up to me and asked in a low voice, "How are you feeling now?"
I coughed, and I felt sore and weak, as if the bones had been taken out, and replied with a weak voice that seemed incredible to me: "Lack of strength."
"If you have no strength," Rafael sighed in relief, and said: "You have all broken bones in half of your body. If you didn't die in the deep sea on the spot, it's all your life."
I smiled weakly.
That lash was really terrifying, like standing in front of the muzzle of a heavy artillery, sturdyly hit by a shell.
At the moment I was drawn, I even thought that this body was estimated to be broken. I am afraid that Master Dewey and the others would be helpless even if they wanted to collect my whole body afterwards.
Unexpectedly, not only was this body not broken, I even saved my life!
It was a surprise.
I was thinking about finding a topic to joke about Raphael, but found that he had a strange expression and a puzzled face, so he asked, "Is there...what...the problem?"
"Yes" Raphael said bluntly: "Your body is not right, something is very wrong!"
Standing by the side, Emily, who has always been calm, her face suddenly changed, and she said solemnly, "Xiaoyi, what's the matter?"
Raphael sighed heavily, his brows wrinkled into a lumps, and he was a little pensive. He flipped his right hand and hid a sharp scalpel between his fingers, then took a step back and shouted sharply, "What the are you!" "
I looked dumbfounded.
What are you asking me?
Are you blind?
Can't you tell that I am a living person?
However, before I could answer, Raphael shouted at Emily with a vigilant look: "Miss Emily, please leave him quickly, that guy is not An Xiaoyi, he is not even a human!"
not human?
Are you telling me about something, or are you calling me a different way?
I was very upset, but I didn't have the strength to get up and beat people, so I could only continue to lie on the bed weakly, motionless like a dead dog.
Emily didn't understand Raphael, she frowned and stared at the man suspiciously.
Did he have a holiday with his fiance?
Raphael also seems to have discovered that if you just come to a conclusion, no one will be convinced, so he added vigilantly: "This thing, its shattered bones, has recovered in just a few hours. !"
Hearing this, Emily's nervous expression instantly eased. She put her hand on my chest and pressed it twice.
"Miss Emily, please don't do this until you are sure what it is!" Raphael said nervously.
Emily sighed softly and said lightly: "He is still him."
"Huh?" This time Raphael looked dumbfounded.
"You don't know him, it's not to blame you, I'm afraid no one else knows him except her" Emily gently put her hand on the back of my hand and said slowly: "His physical fitness is not in your knowledge. Within common sense."
Raphael pondered for a few seconds, and said, "With all due respect, Miss Emily, I didn't understand what you meant."
"Yeah" Emily answered quietly, without making any further answers.
Raphael is not a boring person. The other party's attitude is already very clear, and he doesn't want to talk to you any more. If you catch up with you and ask questions, the other party is likely to draw the sword directly.
This Emily is the future daughter-in-law of Master Dewey, the authentic princess, even if she cuts herself off, no one will blame her.
Raphael hesitated for a long while, and finally gave up and continued to ask, and moved to the door, opened the door, chuckled, and got out.
In the huge room, only Emily and I were left. She gently covered the back of my hand with one hand, and gently pressed the other hand against my cheek. After a long silence, she uttered three soft words: " you are silly."
I grinned and smiled.
With a soft little hand, gently touching my cheek, she whispered: "If you die, what will you do?"
"I didn't marry you" I uttered three words weakly, took a sigh of relief, and then spit out three more: "I won't die."
We two stopped talking, just stared into each other's eyes, the moments of the sights merged, the moments of the hearts collided, the moments of the hearts were sharp, and they were more tacit and touching than a thousand words.
With a few soft coughs, the two of us just came back to their senses. Turning to see, it was Master Dewey and the elf queen with red cheeks.
Master Dewey gave a smirk and said: "The kid Raphael told me just now that I am afraid that it is not my son who is lying on the bed. Now, I am 100% sure that it must be my son.
The Goblin King chanted, "Why is that?"
"My son is naturally passionate!" Master Dewey said with a smile: "Look, even if you only have the strength to move your eyes, you can still molest your fiancée."
The dwarf king on the side laughed loudly, making my ears hurt.
When everyone came, Master Dewey sat down on the side of the bed, slapped my stomach with dry hands, and smiled: "If it weren't for Raphael's complaint, I would have forgotten about your strong self-healing ability. "
"It's not just strong, it's a metamorphosis," the dwarf king said: "Breaked half of his body's bones, and he recovered in less than four hours. You said this is not a metamorphosis, what is a metamorphosis?"
"It's a pity," the dwarf king added: "Only the ability to heal himself is strong, but the ability to recover physical strength is very ordinary. After so many hours, he still can't get up."
After all, sigh deeply.
Master Dewey slapped his head directly at the back of his head, and slapped him, "You think it's like you, only strength. My son is both civil and military. He wants to fight and has tricks and tricks. He can be stupid with you." Is the big one the same!"
The three words silly and big are used on dwarves, which is simply very inappropriate.
You know, the dwarf is the second-lowest among all races in the Hefeng Continent, and most people dare to say that. The dwarf Wang Tie will be a hammer if he goes up, and he will be soft-hearted if he doesn't beat you into flesh.
But if this was said from Master Dewey's mouth, it would become another taste.
For one thing, the identity of Master Dewey is there. He is the elder brother of the two kings, and the two kings have a close relationship with him. They not only regard him as the elder brother, but also respect and worship him as a father.
Moreover, what Master Dewey said is really the truth, because the only race shorter than the dwarves in the Hefeng Continent is the goblin.
If you compare carefully, you will find that the Dwarf King is half a head taller than Master Dewey.
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