I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 118|Extra 1: Wedding (1)

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Mu Wanwan’s soul is very compatible with the wood spirit, and Aunt Hua did not spend much effort to fuse her soul with the wood spirit.

The newly fused wood spirit has absorbed enough spiritual energy that it looks like a small closed tender green bud from the outside.

"When the bud is fully opened, Wanwan will be reincarnated successfully." Aunt Hua said.

Mr. Long deeply remembered Aunt Hua’s words in his heart, and asked for some precautions, and then carefully held the small flower bud with the gentlest spiritual power, and reached it with the fat chirping that was still in nirvana. in that room.

In order to give his wife the best, he awkwardly expressed his idea of ​​​​exchanging some brocade on credit under Chi Yan's puzzled eyes.

Chi Yan waved his hand and said he could send him off directly.

So Jiu Qing, who was staying in the restaurant to recuperate, watched with black lines on his head as Moulong, who had a peculiar aesthetic, picked out a tender pink brocade, made something like a baby's swaddling clothes, and put the bud on Mu Wanwan's head. Put it in.

She dared to say that if Wanwan woke up and knew that she was raised like this, she would be very speechless.

But Jiu Qing's speechlessness is far from over.

On the early morning of the second day after Mu Wanwan was reincarnated, it was rare that everything ended. After finally falling asleep, she was suddenly awakened by a "clanging" sound. She frowned and pushed the door open, and saw the original original on the other side. The tightly closed door was opened in a panic.

In her impression, although he cried a little in front of Wanwan, he was still very powerful. The Lord of the Dragon Clan was pale, with fear hidden in his dark eyes, and he was holding him exclusively and tenderly in his arms. He was bigger than yesterday. Many flower buds glanced at her hastily, and then went straight to Aunt Hua's room.

Jiu Qing stopped him——

Aunt Hua and Uncle Zong have been exhausted these days. The couple finally got together to have a good rest. If there is nothing important to do in Wanwan, it would not be a good idea to disturb them so early in the morning, right?

The most important thing is that when they had dinner together last night, Uncle Chen excitedly asked them not to disturb them today, and also set up a barrier in front of the door. The dragon was guarding Wanwan and Bai Feng, so naturally he didn't know this thing.

Seeing her blocking the way, Mr. Long raised his brows, a coldness gradually appeared on his handsome face, and his lips pursed tighter.

"What's wrong with Wanwan?" Jiu Qing was a little frightened by his glare and hurriedly changed the subject.

After she finished speaking, she heard the dragon carefully point out the flower bud in his arms to her, "The color has become lighter here."

Jiu Qing glanced twice and said, "No."

"Look carefully." Mr. Long was very worried, "Here."

Jiu Qing frowned and looked carefully, and finally saw a little white tip on the top of the bud, a closed opening.

"Are you hungry, madam? Everything has faded." Mr. Long asked very worriedly.

Jiu Qing: "..."

Faced with such a "sharp" question, she was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the stingy certain dragon held the bud with Mu Wanwan in his arms again, preventing Jiu Qing who wanted to reach out and touch it, and then lowered his eyebrows slightly, as if complaining. He whispered to the flower bud, "You can't tell even if you look at her."

This is like "Look, she doesn't care about you, so it's better for me"!

Jiu Qing: "…………"

She suddenly remembered that when Mu Wanwan wanted to escape with the dragon, she stopped him. Could it be that the dragon really regarded her as his love rival? ?

"What's wrong?" While Jiu Qing was silent, Aunt Hua also opened the door, followed by Uncle Chen who was smiling but making people feel extremely depressed for no reason.

Jiu Qing glanced at Uncle Chen, who was hesitant to speak, and received a helpless expression. Aunt Hua looked natural and had already started chatting with the anxious Long.

"Fading is normal. I forgot to tell you. The better the nutrition is absorbed, the lighter the color will be..." Aunt Hua pointed at the dragon in front of her and asked, "Has the chirp come out?"

Mr. Long thanked her respectfully and then shook his head.

"Yes, nirvana is so easy." Aunt Hua sighed. She liked the big fat chirp so much. She thought that the demon clan had already lost the phoenix, but now there is still one.

"Yes." Mr. Long knew that Madam was fine, and he felt happy and said softly, "Madam picked up Feijiu."

Jiu Qing: "..."

This dragon really sticks to his words →_→

……

On the fifth day of Mu Wanwan’s reincarnation, the original small flower buds were already one meter high, and most of the flower buds turned white, and Mu Wanwan inside had also regained some consciousness——

But she still couldn't speak. She could only have some perception and could vaguely "see" outside.

The room was quiet. Directly opposite her was a huge fire ball, separated by a barrier, which was Da Mengmeng.

The room layout is similar to before, but where is Mr. Long?

As soon as this idea came out, the door was pushed open with a click. Mu Wanwan vaguely saw something in a certain dragon's hand. He called her first, and then walked to her side.

"Madam, hurry up and accompany the dragon." He was such a big dragon, but he said childish words. After finishing speaking, he bent down, blushed and gave a small chirp to the wooden spirit.

Mu Wanwan felt a little itchy.

She watched the childish dragon crush the tail of the unknown thing it was carrying with its spiritual power, then opened a small crack in the cute barrier and threw the things in, with a strange and gentle voice. , "Yu'er, daddy brought you delicious food."

Mu Wanwan: "...??"

Is there something wrong with her memory? Isn’t that Mengmeng in the barrier? What the **** is Yu'er? Are you calling her Mengmeng? And since when did Mr. Long like Mengmeng so much?

Mu Wanwan was in a trance when she saw a certain dragon closing the barrier again, sitting cross-legged next to her and starting to practice.

The rich spiritual energy swirling around him made her feel very comfortable, and she absorbed a lot of it unconsciously. When she came back to her senses, she saw that a certain dragon had stopped practicing and started staring at her.

Mu Wanwan looked at his serious expression, his dark brows and eyes seemed to be filled with deep loneliness, and he felt a little distressed——

Although he didn't say it, he thought that the test of coming to the land of inheritance would not be easy to pass, and there would definitely be a price to pay for rebirth. The dragon's horns were broken before, and it must be very painful for him.

Now that I have finally come back, I have been reincarnated again. Is Mr. Long like this because he is lonely?

However, before she felt distressed for long, she heard the dragon say seriously, "Madam."

"Mengmeng wakes up as a giant chirp this time. We should give him a big name."

He lowered his eyes slightly, reached out and poked the wood spirit gently, and said slightly excitedly, "When I was hunting monsters in the abyss today, I suddenly thought of a nice name."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Ever since she found out Mr. Long’s name was Ao Qi, she felt sad and dumbfounded. Now that he wanted to name him again, she always felt something was wrong.

But...

Mu Wanwan's heart moved. Mr. Long just called Mengmeng "Yu'er", so is Mengmeng called Ao Yu?

It seems... ok?

However, the next second, she heard the dragon say seriously, "My name is Long, so Mengmeng's surname is Long."

"Madam, what do you think, Long Mengyu..." Mr. Long said with a smile on his lips and bright eyes, "Isn't this a nice name?"

Mu Wanwan: "…………"