I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 116|One hundred and sixteen dragons

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Mu Wanwan thought of what the dragon told her, and Mengmeng opened up her intelligence, and her IQ was about the same as that of a three-year-old child——

Can cry, laugh, get angry, act coquettishly and make trouble.

He endured the pain just because he didn't want to see her disappear.

She kept kneeling on the ground, holding the light liquid, and moved her hands slowly. She watched Mengmeng slowly close her eyes. The pain was so painful that she could not make any sound. The hatred in her heart for Ao Qin and Wu Yao reached its peak. .

She gritted her teeth, turned her spiritual power into a knife, and cut off the left hand that was still holding the light liquid. Ignoring the pain of the broken bone, she used her right hand to break off Mengmeng's beak, trying to make him spit it out.

Ao Qin had a bruise on the corner of his mouth and threw Uncle Chen to the ground. He had many treasures in his hands and was very powerful. How could Uncle Chen, a mutated polar bear, defeat this fierce dragon like him?

He turned his head to meet Mu Wanwan's hateful gaze and smiled triumphantly, "Oh, it's a pity that your husband is dead and no one can help you."

As he spoke, he casually knocked Aunt Hua aside, looked at Mengmeng who was lying on the ground as if he had lost his life, and deliberately showed a surprised expression, "What, this phoenix cub didn't stretch itself to death? ”

“Fuck, you are a bunch of women like flies.” Wu Yao punched Jiu Qing aside and said viciously, raising his eyebrows, “Ao Qin, don’t beat this cub to death, I’m still useful. ."

"I know." Ao Qin was in a happy mood, and he still didn't get angry even when faced with Wu Yao's attitude.

He looked down at Mu Wanwan's miserable appearance, and felt that all the anger in his heart slowly subsided——

That's right.

That's right.

He is the only king of the Dragon Clan, and he is the most powerful man in the Dragon Clan. So what if the orphan dragon once crushed him? Wouldn't his beloved wife be about to die in his hands?

Ao Qin couldn't help but turned into a half-dragon shape. He decided that he would eat Mu Wanwan.

See her blood splashing in the sharp teeth, and savor the fruits of victory that belong to you.

"Long live your Majesty!"

The elder of the Golden Dragon Clan took the lead in shouting, and the dragons following him also shouted in response.

"Eat her! Eat her!"

Hai Yan and Chi Yan painfully resisted the siege of many witch clans. Mo Teng’s arm passed through the chest of a blood puppet. Jiu Qing and Uncle Chen were seriously injured and could not get up for the time being. The same was true for Feng and Aunt Hua. Nothing can be done.

Mu Wanwan faced Ao Qin, whose face was covered with scales, without fear, and looked at his scales that were thousands of times uglier than Mr. Long when he transformed into a dragon.

In her ears were the howling wind, rain, thunder and lightning, mixed with the heavy stench and blood that could not be washed away by the heavy rain, and the excited dragon roars who were cheering and clamoring to eat her, intertwined into a prelude to death.

However, the expected pain did not come, the earth trembled from her knees, and a blazing white light danced in front of her eyes. She opened her eyes and saw Mengmeng standing in front of her, her whole body burning with flames.

He seemed to have a broken bone wing and half his body was covered in blood.

Ao Qin took a sip and spat out the flaming Mengmeng.

Mu Wanwan felt the abyss behind him tremble, and the high platform collapse. Along with the broken stones, his whole body flew backwards without any resistance.

She watched as her remaining right arm turned into light spots little by little, and rain fell into her eyes.

Her life is going to end like this, right?

The world seemed to be broken into pieces and completely quiet. The moment before she closed her eyes unwillingly, she seemed to see the fluttering black brocade robe. A heavy weight was placed on her waist, and a warmth came from her chest.

Mu Wanwan coughed violently, and his perception returned to normal.

In her ears was the familiar low voice that was no longer familiar to her, with an indescribable pity——

"Madam..."

Mu Wanwan's eyes widened suddenly, thinking that all this was just his thoughts before death, and his half-disappeared right hand tightly grasped Mr. Long's clothes.

She looked at him in disbelief, looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face——

There is no mark of the curse, thick eyebrows are dark, and the eye sockets are deep, with long curled eyelashes and golden pupils. The slightly thin lips are curled up at the moment. He looks at her seriously and tenderly. It seems...

It is real.

A gentle kiss fell on the lips, and the dragon, who had survived a narrow escape and was reborn, gently rubbed his ears and temples with his favorite treasure during his fall:

The speed of inheritance time is different from that in the outside world. In less than three days in the outside world, he has already accepted the inheritance of nearly three hundred years.

After spending nearly two hundred years of nothingness, he ushered in nearly a hundred years of near-death. In those days when everything was almost closed and he could not perceive anything, he was annihilated from the bone marrow, and then reborn in severe pain. .

Mr. Long stroked her long hair lovingly and kissed her tearful eyelashes.

He waited too long, too long.

In the three hundred years of darkness, I relied on my longing for her to sustain me.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

He could see her again.

Just hugging her gently like this was like embracing the only light in the slowly growing night, dispelling all the darkness bit by bit.

The moment he saw her, he felt as if his heart, which had been dead for three hundred years, was beating again.

"Mr. Long..." The warmth coming from his body did not seem to be fake, and a sound almost whimpering came from his throat. Mu Wanwan tried his best to bite his lip to prevent himself from crying in shame——

Her dragon is back.

It was like her **** fell from the sky.