Chapter 1590 Half a Head High

Soon, there was no one else in the room except Emily and Raphael.

Raphael knew about Emily's relationship with me, so he didn't say much when he saw her staying silently.

He walked up to me lightly and asked in a low voice: "How do you feel now?"

I coughed and felt that my whole body was sore and weak, as if all my bones had been taken away. I responded with a weak voice that was incredible to my ears: "I have no strength."

"It's just that you don't have the strength." Raphael breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Half of your body's bones were shattered. You didn't die in the deep sea on the spot because you were lucky."

I smiled weakly.

The power of that whip was really terrifying, just like standing in front of the muzzle of a heavy cannon and receiving a solid shell.

The moment I was struck, I even thought that this body was probably going to be broken into pieces. I was afraid that Master Dewey and the others would be powerless 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 complete surprise.

I was looking for a topic to tease Raphael, but I found that he had a strange expression on his face, full of doubts, so I asked: "Is there any problem?"

"Yes," Raphael said bluntly: "There is something wrong with your body, something very wrong!"

Standing nearby, Emily, who had always been calm, suddenly changed her face and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yi, what's wrong with him?"

Raphael breathed out heavily, his brows knitted into a knot, and after a moment of thought, he turned his right hand over and hid a sharp scalpel between his fingers, then took a step back and shouted sternly: "Who the hell are you! "

I was confused.

You ask me what it is?

Are you blind?

Can't you see that I am a living person?

However, before I could answer, Raphael shouted to Emily with a vigilant look on his face: "Miss Emily, please get away from him quickly, that guy is not An Xiaoyi, he is not even a human!"

not human?

Are you explaining one thing, or are you scolding me in a different way?

I was very unhappy, but I didn't have the strength to get up and beat the person, so I could only continue to lie weakly on the bed, motionless like a dead dog.

Emily didn't understand what Raphael meant, she frowned and stared at the man in confusion.

Did he have a problem with his fiancé?

Raphael also seemed to realize that no one would be convinced if he just stated the conclusion, so he added with a vigilant look: "This thing, its shattered bones, actually recovered as before in just a few hours. !”

After hearing this, Emily's nervous expression instantly relaxed. She gently put her hand on my chest and pressed it twice.

"Miss Emily, please don't do this before you are sure what it is!" Raphael said nervously.

Emily breathed lightly and said calmly: "He is still him."

"Huh?" This time it was Raphael who looked confused.

"You don't understand him. It's not your fault. I'm afraid no one understands him except my own people." Emily gently put her hand on the back of my hand and said slowly: "His physical fitness is not what you know." It’s within common sense.”

Raphael thought for a few seconds and said, "With all due respect, Miss Emily, I didn't understand what you meant."

"Yeah" Emily responded quietly and didn't make any answer.

Raphael is not a boring person either. The other party's attitude has been very clear. He doesn't want to talk to you anymore. If you rush to talk to him again and ask questions, the other party will probably draw his sword directly.

This Emily is Master Dewey's future daughter-in-law, a true crown princess. Even if she cuts herself off, no one will blame her for a word.

Raphael hesitated for a long time, and finally gave up asking further questions. Instead, he moved to the door, opened it, slipped out, and got out.

Emily and I were the only two people left in the huge room. One of her hands gently covered the back of my hand, and the other hand gently pressed against my cheek. After a long silence, she uttered three soft words: " you are silly."

I grinned and smiled back.

Her soft little hand gently touched my cheek, and she whispered: "What will happen if you die?"

"I won't marry you." I weakly spat out three words, took a breath, and then spat out three more words: "I won't die."

We didn't speak anymore, we just stared into each other's eyes. For a moment, our eyes merged, our hearts met for a moment, and our hearts were connected in that moment. It was more tacit and touching than a thousand words.

After a few coughs, we both came to our senses. We turned around and saw Master Dewey and the others, as well as the Elf Queen with red cheeks.

Master Dewey said with a smirk on his face: "That kid Raphael told me just now that the person lying on the bed might not be my son. Now that I have a look, I am 100% sure that it must be my son. He can't be wrong!"

The Goblin King said with admiration: "Why is that?"

"My son is born passionate!" Master Dewey chuckled and said, "Look, even if he only has the strength to move his eyes, he can still tease his fiancée."

The dwarf king on the side laughed so loudly that it made my ears hurt.

When everyone came, Master Dewey sat down on the edge of the bed, patted my stomach with his dry hands, and said with a smile: "If that kid Raphael hadn't complained, I would have forgotten about your ability to heal yourself. "

"Not only is he strong, he is simply a pervert." The dwarf king said: "Half of the body's bones were broken, and it healed in less than four hours. You said this is not a pervert. What is a pervert?"

"But it's a pity," the dwarf king added: "Only the self-healing ability is strong, but the ability to restore physical strength is very ordinary. After so many hours, he still can't get up."

After that, he sighed deeply.

Master Dewey aimed a slap directly at the back of his head and scolded: "You think they are all just like you, only stronger. My son is both civil and military. He can fight, trick and trick, and he can fight with a fool like you." Are they the same size?"

The words "silly big man" are simply inappropriate when applied to dwarves.

You know, dwarves are the second-to-last among all the races in the Zephyr Continent. If most people dare to say that, the dwarf king will definitely hit you with a hammer. If he doesn't beat you to a pulp, it will be regarded as his mercy.

But if these words came out of Master Dewey's mouth, it would have a different taste.

For one thing, Master Dewey's identity 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 their elder brother, but also respect and worship him as their father.

Furthermore, what Master Dewey said is indeed the truth, because in Zephyr Continent, the only race shorter than dwarves is goblins.

If you compare carefully, you will find that the Dwarf King is half a head taller than Master Dewey.