Emperor Galan was further injured.
How stubborn he is in killing and fighting. He can die but cannot be defeated!
As long as you're still breathing, you can keep fighting!
The Emperor couldn't hold back his anger and pierced his kidney. They were all Shuras, and their roots were all evil, so they didn't have any conscience or morality.
Instinctively wanting to kill Galan while he was ill, Emperor Ni fulfilled Galan's ambition to fight a man, and this time he beat him to his heart's content.
All the bones in his body were broken and he couldn't move for a short period of time.
After venting her anger, Queen Ni regained her composure and continued to heal Galan's injuries at a leisurely pace.
If it is extremely difficult, there must be a saying: You guys know how to play!
Galan stared at the woman who was healing him with his eyes spitting fire, "Emperor Ni, are you insulting me?"
Now he is being beaten and then his wounds are being healed, are you mocking his defeat?
Queen Ni ignored his barking and continued to heal his wounds. Her hands slowly and steadily moved through his body, carefully feeling the mysteries buried deep beneath his flesh and blood.
Feel the mystery contained in that bone of compassion.
Emperor Ni felt that there were probably two reasons why he chose this idiot as his child's father. First, he had no choice.
Second, perhaps it’s because of this compassion bone.
It is strange that this bone of compassion can overcome Galan's murderous nature, yet it is so incompatible with himself and they repel each other.
Why is this?
Emperor Ni was thinking about it, and Galan was also feeling uncomfortable.
Flesh and blood injuries are nothing to Shafa Galan. Killing comes with pain, and he won't even blink an eye even if he is torn into pieces.
But the touch of the Queen was like oil boiling on fire, causing tremors in every place it passed.
If I had to describe the feeling, it was as if everything she touched had grown rebellious bones, just like that damn mercy bone, going against his nature and fighting against him.
It made him shudder, yet inexplicably excited.
It's like a quagmire, you'll sink into it if you're not careful.
He should destroy this quagmire, but he was uncontrollably attracted to it and wanted to go deeper.
Galan has never been able to overcome his own murderous intent, nor does he know what it means to overcome it.
Strangely enough, even he himself realized that from that moment on, he had unconsciously learned to "control".
Just like animals have a natural keen sense of smell for danger, they will seek out and avoid it.
A man who always faced challenges head-on, retreated at the first opportunity.
He didn't retreat completely, and something in his heart was unconsciously tempted and ready to move.
Galan's breathing became heavier. Only his eyeballs could move. His bloodshot pupils opened at the touch of Emperor Ni, and his red eyeballs spun in circles as if dizzy.
Seeing this, the Queen paused, frowned in confusion, and heard the man's hoarse gasp again: "Queen Ni...what exactly is this trick of yours?"
"So vicious."
This is an insult.
But Galan's eyes said 'I praise you': "You are awesome."
The Emperor had no expression on his face. He looked away and murmured, "What a mistake. I should have cut your vocal cords first."
She was getting angry again.
The Emperor was unhappy when he thought that his future child would have such a foolish and reckless father.
She stared at Galan for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to learn this move?"
Galan raised an eyebrow: "You want to teach me?"
"I can teach you, but you may not be able to learn it."
"You are now as arrogant as Tudor and I hate you."
Upon hearing Di Tuo's name, Emperor Ni frowned suddenly, trying not to hide the disgust on his face.
She quietly observed the changes in Galan's body, and he said that her touch was a "sinister move with a hidden meaning".
She now clearly saw his vigorous mystery.
This idiot, whose only thought is about killing, apparently doesn't understand the 'abnormality' of his own body.
The Emperor suddenly held him tightly.
Galan's body suddenly stiffened, and the pupils of his bloodshot eyes shrank and trembled together.
She leaned down and looked him in the eye: "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't teach you anymore. Do you understand?"
The man pursed his lips, his handsome and evil face showing anger, depression and a hint of uncontrollable excitement.
"Answer me, Galan."
The man opened his thin lips slightly, like a beast in shackles, eager to be tamed, and a deep, hoarse, suppressed sound came out of his throat: "Hmm..."
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