This idea was what he thought when he came out of the ruins.

But after he came out from there, every time he attacked the city and bored to conquer one race after another, his heart would hurt badly occasionally.

The pain makes him irritable, which will stimulate the hostility he has never had.

The more so, the faster he attacked the city and the faster he subdued a race.

And the reason for all this is the damn woman who disappeared.

The woman didn't know what method she used, just like it was engraved on him.

The thought of her disappearing hurt him.

When the woman first met him, she seemed afraid of him.

But when you think about it, it seems that no Terran is not afraid of her as a red flame golden scale python.

He gets even more agitated at the thought of here.

Tens of thousands of years of memory have been restored. He even remembers the first time he met that woman.

Obviously, it was just a drop in the ocean, but it tortured him day by day.

Later, later.

When the eternal continent was about to be unified, he lost interest.

He shut up.

A purpose, to meet the woman who tortured him day by day.

He wanted to see if the woman had given him something to confuse people.

I want to see where that woman hooked up. He is so unforgettable.

Didn't she merge with the divine tree?

Isn't she gone?

Didn't she die for the damned ancient continent and the damned vitality of all things?

When his strength was strong enough to destroy all things in an instant, he wanted to see whether the woman came out or not.

It was just that she came back after a short time of isolation.

Not only did she come back, she also brought him a descendant.

He had no feelings for the little boy, but when he heard her appear in the library, the pain in his heart rose again.

After recovering the red flame golden scale python, he saw her for the first time.

She leaned against the door of the library behind her and confronted the people under his hand, fiddling with a Brahma Aya in her hand.

He recognized the Brahma Aya.

The woman thought he was good-looking. She always covered his face with that thing every time she went out.

Of course, she not only covered his face with the Brahma damask, but also tied him, tied his whole body, tied his hands, tied to the column, tied to the imperial concubine's couch, and stuffed it into his mouth in order not to let him speak.

He has used that handkerchief, what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

As soon as I saw her, the pain in my heart disappeared. Besides, it seemed nothing special.

This perception was different after she came over, hugged him and bit him.

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The pain in the heart disappeared, followed by more stirring pain. It seemed that something had been lost and recovered, and the joy to explode came up.

The restlessness and anger that lingered and did not dissipate seemed to be soothed and dissipated in an instant.

He was telling him everywhere that this woman was important.

The word benefactor almost blurted out.

At that moment, he knew that ten thousand years of memory had been highly unified with the past.

He called her benefactor, and the woman smiled with a look of joy and softness in her eyes, just like in her memory.

His cramped heart seemed to be filled all at once.

Originally, I used to like her so much.