I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 115|One hundred and fifteen dragons

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The little figure gradually blurred in Mu Wanwan's sight. A dappled warm sun fell from the wall, stretching his shadow very long. The dirty stone road reflected the little breasts. The shape of Mr. Long's childish horns.

He just ran away little by little.

Like those lanterns hanging on the vines that are gradually extinguished,

Never seen again.

Mu Wanwan tried her best to open her eyes wide, but all she could see was darkness. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how her consciousness spread. She instinctively wanted to hold on to the dragon horn fragments scattered around her, but she couldn't hold on to anything. Can't live.

There was suppressed sourness in her throat, and everything from her cheeks to her eye sockets was hot. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The dragon's horn was broken.

She probably lost her dragon.

As soon as this thought appeared, Mu Wanwan subconsciously pulled her lips. She wanted to laugh, but she still remembered it——

The dragon hugged her in a disgusting and embarrassed manner, and gently assured her that he was very confident in her ear.

Mr. Long.

Silly dragon, big stupid dragon.

It is impossible to break the promise if you agree on something.

We agreed, but how can we break the promise?

Half of her hand touched Aunt Hua's natal flower. Almost immediately, Aunt Hua, who had just repelled a witch clan, felt the vital signs of Mu Wanwan, which fluctuated violently to the point of collapse.

Aunt Hua's face turned pale and she took two steps back, trying to get to Mu Wanwan.

But as soon as she took two steps back, her consciousness noticed that Wu Yao, who had been motionless outside the circle, was missing.

The sounds of wind, rain and thunder that were originally roaring in my ears due to the battle between multiple dragons were much quieter at this moment, and there were even fewer dragons that had been attacking ferociously before.

Uncle Chen also noticed this, and his strong instinct screamed danger. He frowned, and quickly protected Aunt Hua, who wanted to run to Mu Wanwan's side, and shouted, "Danger!"

After he finished speaking, he reacted quickly and immediately made defensive and evasive movements, but it was still a little late.

When the light is lost, it means that a large number of third-level warriors have lost their vision.

Their strength was average, and they had already reached their limit in being able to keep fighting all night. At this moment, they heard Uncle Chen's warning in their ears, but their bodies were half a beat slower.

Aunt Hua had to half-wrap Mu Wanwan and Mengmeng with her natal flowers, and there was a loud bang in her ears.

"Boom——!"

A huge brilliant beam of light soared into the sky and hit a fragile edge of the barrier with lightning speed.

Mo Teng reacted quickly, almost deploying a large number of vines to cover and resist the light beam as soon as it hit the barrier.

“Whoops——!”

The shock wave exploded along with countless broken dead branches, like sharp swords, piercing into the bodies of the soldiers with weak defenses.

Jiu Qing's tail swept away a large pile of thorny branches and leaves. The hair on them was all bald, and there was blood on his forehead, making him look miserable.

When more dead branches arrived, Haijiu, who had been hiding next to her to finish the damage, gritted his teeth and controlled the water vapor in the air, smashing the dead branches from all directions.

Jiu Qing's consciousness looked at her troubled expression and couldn't help but laugh. This little mermaid girl didn't seem to be as annoying as she had felt before.

Accompanied by the unbearable groans of pain from the soldiers and the worried expressions of Hai Ren and others, the fragile barrier could no longer resist——

"Click——!"

Cracked apart.

"Oops!"

The aftermath of the explosion had not yet dissipated, and the dust gradually dispersed. The sea blade consciousness swept up and saw a large number of blood worms flapping their wings, and the roaring dragons swooping down quickly. He couldn't care about anything else and shouted hurriedly He shouted, "Danger!"

The seriously injured Moten did not support himself and chose to retreat. Although he is a special rat type life with strong vitality, he also lost a lot of vitality in this battle, and even though the barrier still exists, Maybe they can still hold on, but now that the barrier is broken, he can't continue to protect these people. If the fight continues, there will be heavy casualties.

The best option now is to escape from here with as little damage as possible.

The beam of light illuminated most of the sky, the barrier shattered, and the heavy rain washed down with the dazzling lightning, washing away the blood of the soldiers.

The originally thick layer of ice was also broken through by various types of Gu insects from the Witch Clan, burrowing into people's skin and biting out **** holes. There were howls of pain everywhere.

After Ao Qin passed away from the convulsions, he calmed down a little and transformed into a half-dragon state with a ferocious smile on his face. Standing next to him was Wu Yao, who looked unattractive and seemed to be overdrafted, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he looked at Mu Wanwan, who was motionless on the high platform, with burning eyes——

It cost a lot of money to work with Ao Qin to break the barrier, just to absorb the soul while it was still fresh and untouched.

Now, he finally no longer needs to wait.

Ao Qin and Wu Yao looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. They were not in a hurry and flew slowly in the direction of Mu Wanwan. Anyway, the biggest threat had been lost in the inheritance place. Xiao Ming, no one present can beat them.

Ao Qin, who had no obstacles left, threw some moves downward from time to time as if playing. The third-level warrior who was hit was killed almost immediately, and he couldn't even scream.

The people from the Witch Clan or Dragon Clan who are fighting against them will shout: "Long live your Majesty!"

Even the surrounding dragons will shout, "Long live your Majesty!"

When Ao Qin heard someone calling him "Your Majesty" before, he felt a little worried. After all, the orphan dragon had crushed him for so many years, and he was not sure whether he was dead or not. He couldn't let go.

But now, the dragon's horns are broken, what is he afraid of?

The compliments made him feel comfortable all over.

From today on, he is the master of the Dragon Clan.

——Uncle Chen dodged the falling moves and helped Aunt Hua up. Feng, Hai Xize and others who were slightly injured also noticed Ao Qin and Wu Yao's movements towards the high platform.

Chi Yan clicked his tongue, called Hai Ren's name and wanted to fly in the direction of Mu Wanwan. The beam of light completely dimmed, but a large number of witches and dragons crossed the barrier directly. came in and hindered their footsteps.

"Damn it." Chi Yan, who was restrained by a powerful fifth-level witch clan, was retreating steadily and could only defend in a panic.

"Want to disturb our Witch King's eating?" The Witch Clan was all green, with a smooth head and strange blood-red eyes. He looked ugly as hell, "Be my blood puppet!" ”

Chi Yan frowned slightly, wanting to wash his eyes, but hurriedly moved back, secretly apologizing.

I'm afraid she won't be able to get to Mu Wanwan in a short time.

The same is true for several other people. The monsters and half-demon who were not completely dead fell into a more dangerous situation after losing their barrier.

The fluctuations coming from the natal flower were slightly relieved. Aunt Hua breathed a sigh of relief and slapped away a small golden dragon that tried to bite off the stems and leaves of her prototype. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Uncle Chen's angry words. Growled.

They were held back by the dragons rushing in.

Aunt Hua gritted her teeth and felt that the natal flower was roughly crushed into pieces, and she became more and more worried.

The smile on Ao Qin's face became thicker. He made an agreement with Wu Yao that he would kill Mu Wanwan with his own hands to vent his anger, and then his soul would be divided between the two of them.

Ao Qin was half-floating in the air, looking at Mu Wanwan who was full of tears. He felt extremely happy. A purple light lit up in his palm——

"How do you want to die?"

He is a benevolent dragon who can grant her the death she wants.

Of course, it is only the method of physical death.

Mu Wanwan bit her lip and looked at the elegant Ao Qin in front of her with the faint light.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she had just traveled through time, always worried that she would die in Ao Qin's hands due to an irreversible plot.

But after going round and round to this point, she still seems unable to escape the fate of her original body.

Even he is no longer here.

Mu Wanwan clenched his empty hand, lowered his head and looked at the fingertips that were gradually becoming transparent. Ao Qin's "mercy" and the miserable shouts of the soldiers echoed in his mind.

She simply cannot accept such an ending.

"Chirp——!"

Mengmeng's ferocious screams awakened her consciousness. Mu Wanwan saw Mengmeng's body covered with feathers exploding, her arms spread out in front of her, and her usual thin chirping sounds seemed so calm at this moment.

Ao Qin looked at Mengmeng impatiently, took a deep breath, and said softly "Huh?"

Mu Wanwan’s eyebrows jumped wildly. She quietly took out the teleportation scroll left by Mr. Long, and grabbed Mengmeng with her other hand. No matter what, she wanted to keep Mengmeng.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from behind, and his wrist was stepped on the ground hard, hitting the broken stones, and most of the bones were broken.

Wu Yao picked up the scroll she dropped on the ground and said in a mocking tone, "Want to run away?"

"Chirp!!" Mengmeng found out that Wanwan had been beaten. She turned around angrily and breathed fire at Wu Yao. She deftly flapped her wings and attacked Wu Yao.

"Looking for death!" Wu Yao grinned and hit Mengmeng hard.

But Mu Wanwan could only watch as Mao Jiu, whom he had raised for so long, was pinched by the neck.

Ao Qin looked at Mengmeng's strong little body in admiration and made a surprised sound, "This is actually a phoenix cub."

"Bang!" Before Ao Qin could finish marveling, something unexpected happened.

He was punched hard in the face and knocked away by Uncle Chen who finally arrived. Ao Qin reacted quickly and started fighting with Uncle Chen in the air.

At the same time, Jiuqing took advantage of the tornado created by Haijiu and quickly snatched Mengmeng from Wu Yao's hand and threw it away. Aunt Hua caught Mengmeng and jumped to Mu Wanwan.

"Ahem..."

After growing up, many of the still fragile hairballs were paralyzed on the stone wall. Their small yellow beaks were slightly opened, and they coughed out sporadic blood. From the bottom of its neck, there were scarlet bloodstains, like It's the little black scarf it used to be.

The rain hit its fur, turning such a majestic Chirp into a drowned rat.

But its dark eyes were staring at Mu Wanwan, who was finally not so transparent, and chirped slightly.

Jiu, Jiu needs to protect Wanwan.

"Quick, Wanwan, take advantage of the moment!" Aunt Hua said, about to pull Mu Wanwan away.

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth tightly, and her consciousness swept over Jiu Qing, who was struggling to deal with Wu Yao and vomiting blood. He saw a sharp knife passing through Feng's chest, and saw those warriors who sacrificed their lives because of her promise. Fall——

She saw a monster with curse marks all over its body. It broke off its own horn, pierced the body of a witch fiercely, and then looked in her direction with its huge eyes.

Although the monster is no longer breathing.

He is dead.

"Wanwan, hurry up." Aunt Hua urged, but she saw the child straightened his back and smiled at her:

The eyebrows are curved, and the lips are raised in a beautiful arc.

But Aunt Hua felt something was wrong. Before she could react, she felt a small wind blowing around her, and all the spiritual plants and seeds that had been scattered on the ground floated beside her.

In less than half a minute, a more dazzling light than the previous time burst out from her hand, like a favor, spreading down.

Mu Wanwan thought that she looked ugly now, kneeling on the ground, convulsing all over. She was really in pain now, very painful.

Mr. Long...

It hurts so much...

Did he feel the same pain when he failed and collapsed?

Mu Wanwan trembled with her lips, holding the ball of light liquid, and a white light reflected in her eyes.

She seemed to be unable to see anything.

"Chirp..." Mengmeng moved her body with difficulty, trying to crawl in the direction of Mu Wanwan, her eyes full of uneasiness.

Actually, Jiu doesn't understand anything. When he saw the little dragon horn disappear, he felt sad. He knew that the bad dragon that he secretly considered his father would probably never come back.

It's so scary, so scared that even Wanwan will disappear.

Those terrible liquids of light turned the crooked hands transparent.

It made an agreement with the bad dragon and would protect her.

It would be great if Jiu could eat all these light balls.

Mengmeng thought vaguely that she didn’t understand the benefits of the light liquid to others, nor did she understand that this was Mu Wanwan’s choice.

It only knows that if this continues, she will disappear.

And Mengmeng doesn’t want her to disappear.

It just doesn't want her to disappear.

Mengmeng didn’t know where the strength came from, and stood up staggeringly. It was not a big chirp. In Aunt Hua’s shocked eyes, a small stream of blood was winding on the feathers, and she came to Mu Wanwan’s side. .

"Chirp~" Mengmeng called out, opened her beak, and began to gnaw the light liquid.

It ate very quickly and its body expanded rapidly.

The pain subsided, and Mu Wanwan gradually regained some consciousness. She looked at Mengmeng who had magnified it several times. She even had no strength to laugh or cry. She also thought that it was just hungry.

But soon, Mu Wanwan noticed that her knees were wet, and the once white feathers on Mengmeng's body had all turned dark red. Even from the beak that lowered its head to gnaw the light liquid, Scarlet liquid is also constantly overflowing.

It can't bear it anymore.

"Mengmeng, hurry up..." Mu Wanwan said with difficulty, "I can't, I can't eat anymore."

It is still so small, just a cub. Even Bai Feng cannot withstand such a large amount of energy.

Hearing her voice, Jiu, who was already a little delirious and whose meridians were about to break, became happy again. It looked at Mu Wanwan with a pair of bright black eyes softly, and swallowed hard again. A little light fluid.

From its huge body, little crackling sounds came from its body, and it felt like the light liquid it had finally swallowed was about to be spit out.

Mengmeng didn't care to support Mu Wanwan, and her big wings tightly covered the bright yellow beak that was only enlarged many times. Although her big eyes had become wavy, she still wanted to make a painless gesture. look.

Mu Wanwan felt terribly distressed, seeing it almost turned into a blood chirp.

Mengmeng wanted to chirp in a low voice to tell her not to worry, but as soon as she let go of her wings, the liquid would overflow. It took a lot of effort for it to swallow so much, and it would be bad if it spit it out.

But the pain in his body was getting worse and worse, and he felt like he was going to die.

But before he died, he wanted to nuzzle Mu Wanwan again.

Mengmeng worked hard for a long time before finally swallowing the liquid. It didn't know its miserable situation, it just wanted to nuzzle her again before leaving.

"Mengmeng..." Mu Wanwan didn't dislike the dirty fur Jiu who was covered in blood at all. She saw it moving slightly in her arms and looking at her with its big eyes, as if it was saying something. The last voice in life.

This time, it addressed her differently than before, mixed with a small willful and perhaps impermissible selfishness:

"Chirp..."

Mu Wanwan’s tears fell instantly, Mengmeng, no, he was calling her——

"Mother..."

It is still immature but full of attachment, as if all it takes is a greedy cry.