I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 39|Thirty-nine dragons

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My consciousness was pulled by something, and Mu Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable at first. After trying to struggle for a few times, she gradually regained consciousness.

Only this time, what I saw when I opened my eyes was not the familiar room and the familiar Mr. Long, but I felt that I had come to a very strange place——

Under her feet were dirty bluestone slabs, the splicing was messy, and the gaps were filled with dirty muddy water. The air was filled with the smell of garbage, and a drop of rain fell from the gloomy sky, dripping directly on her eyelashes. , but it only blurred her vision for a moment and did not bring any bad touch.

Mu Wanwan soon realized that something was wrong. She took a few tentative steps on the ground. There was no muddy water on her rough cloth shoes, but she still had a bad wet feeling, and the depressing feeling of rain hitting her head. The feeling was still there, but when she touched her head, it was indeed dry.

Is she... dreaming?

Realizing that he was dreaming, Mu Wanwan was no longer so nervous.

She has not had a dream for a long time since she entered the book. The last time she dreamed, she dreamed that she had earned a lot of spiritual stones and piled them next to Mr. Long.

It’s just that this time the dream was too clear, even the sound of rain falling on the ground was very clear.

Mu Wanwan took two steps forward, frowning slightly——

This dream was so dark, the surroundings were wet and gloomy, and the walls of the alley were all dirty.

When his eyes caught a glimpse of a corner, Mu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little scared. There were drops of blood there.

She was a little scared and quickened her pace to leave this dark alley. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally saw someone. To be precise, it was a child, a child who seemed to be running away——

He looked eight or nine years old, wearing a tattered gray cloak that showed he was trying to keep it neat. He had fierce eyes and bloodstains on his arms and face. He ran past Mu Wanwan quickly, his long hair was messy, and his injured hand was trying hard to hold his cloak and hat, but Mu Wanwan still saw his flash of horns and a pair of horns that were not very long. Pair of white plush ears.

This is... Mr. Long?

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised. She hesitated for a second, and the young version of Mr. Xiaolong ran away. Through the rain curtain, she could only see the long dragon tail trailing behind him.

Ha.

There was also the tip of the tail. The young white fur on the tip was stained with blood, which made her feel a little distressed and a little want to laugh.

What kind of dragon is so furry?

With this thought in his mind, Mu Wanwan was about to chase him in the direction of his escape, when a series of messy footsteps sounded behind him.

"Damn, you little bastard!" Several young dragons ran over angrily. They didn't look good either. They were also wearing tattered cloaks, and their dragon horns and bodies were dirty. Smelly, and a little smelly.

Compared with Mr. Long, he is simply too careless about hygiene.

Mu Wanwan was a little disgusted.

"Fuck! This **** dug out the trash can we found first again." The black scales on the face of the young dragon headed by him were looming, and he looked like a black dragon with a bad temper. "Brothers, we must take out the trash can today. Kill him to see who is the boss of this dark alley."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Unfortunately, when he gave the order, the other dragons all hummed in high spirits, their voices filled with the joy and pleasure of imagining beating Mr. Long.

Mu Wanwan was a little worried. She looked at a group of dragons that were much bigger than Mr. Long, and ran towards the place where Mr. Long escaped in a little anxiety. But this bad dragon obviously looked seriously injured and was young, but he ran away. Soon, she and the group of young dragons searched for him all afternoon in the dream, but could not find him.

"Fuck, this kid is really good at hiding." The black dragon boy was so tired that he waved his hand to signal the other dragons to stop, "Let's go, it's almost night, and the dragon in the next alley might come to take over the territory. , gone."

The other dragons also followed him timidly and left.

Mu Wanwan stood beside them, wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead. Seeing them run away, he even felt a little proud and sad from nowhere——

Did it turn out that Mr. Long lived such a miserable life in her heart as a child?

Robbing a trash can and being chased and beaten by a group of killer dragons?

She was a little dumbfounded. She didn't know when she would wake up. She simply wanted to take a closer look at Mr. Long's living environment when he was young in the dream.

In the afternoon, she and the Black Dragon boy traveled almost throughout the entire abandoned No. 7 dark alley area. Calling it a dark alley area was a compliment. In fact, strictly speaking, it was more appropriate to call it a mixed place between a border slum and a garbage dump.

She didn't know where this place was, but this afternoon, according to her observations, most of the people living here were dragons, and there were also some orcs and people of other races with reasonable strength. A mixed bag of fish and dragons, with many young and orphaned animals.

In addition, there are all kinds of rats, bugs, and some low-level creatures everywhere, and there are even shops and hotels, which seem to be a complete street in itself.

It was getting dark, and Mu Wanwan finally walked along a remote and inconspicuous alley. She intuitively felt that the little Mr. Long would be hiding in this alley. This alley could not be seen to the end, and the terrain was very low. It all looks like dirty muddy water.

The accumulation is almost up to my ankles.

She also saw something that looked like a snake or an insect flapping inside.

If this was not a dream, she would definitely turn around and leave.

Mu Wanwan smiled bitterly, why on earth did she think about Mr. Long’s childhood so badly, so that she wouldn’t have to endure such a real and terrible feeling.

But even so, she still wanted to know what kind of life he was living in the dream, so Mu Wanwan did not hesitate and mustered up the courage to walk in——

It was wet and dirty, and there were things like mice pulling at her calves. Mu Wanwan felt like she was about to suffocate. She walked in the cold muddy water for more than ten minutes, and finally walked through the cold muddy water by turning several times. At the end.

In fact, she felt disgusted because in the past ten minutes, the water was getting deeper and deeper, and there were more and more dirty things. She even saw a two-headed snake that vomited red snakes and swam past her legs. She was so scared that she almost didn't stay where she was.

Mu Wanwan was trembling a little from the cold. She turned the last corner and suddenly came face to face with a pair of brilliant eyes that looked like gold. She froze in place.

This is Mr. Long.

He was barefoot, and the soles of his feet turned into sharp claws. They were stuck tightly in the wall that was not high but not low either. He was squatting at the end of the alley. The wounds on his arms were scabbed, and the tip of his tail was defensive. It was tilted, and blood traces snaked down from above, sliding down the wall.

This is the first time Mu Wanwan sees Mr. Long awake——

His eyes were terrifyingly bright, his thick black eyebrows were twisted, his long and curled eyelashes were like two brushes, his lips were pursed, and he stared at her, as if he would pounce on her with a sharp knife in the next second. Claws tore her apart.

He is very fierce, with a cold expression. He is obviously just a very young dragon, but it seems that he has lost his expression and become paralyzed o(╯□╰)o

"Long, Mr. Long..."

Mu Wanwan felt a little embarrassed and subconsciously called his name.

But the person opposite didn't react. He just kept staring in her direction. Perhaps because of nervousness, the ears on his head twitched.

As soon as his ears twitched, Mu Wanwan felt a little weak. He covered his chest, which was beating a little fast due to fright, and tentatively walked inside.

Mr. Long did not move, but still stared defensively in the direction where she was standing before.

So it was a warning?

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her cheeks a little embarrassingly. She was dreaming, but she was afraid of the person in her dream.

She walked around behind Mr. Long and walked a few more steps inside. The water gradually became higher. She didn’t want to endure the bad feeling anymore. She walked inside for a long time in one breath and turned several times. After the fork, we finally came to a relatively dry place.

Mu Wanwan sighed, looked down at his clothes that were not stained with anything dirty, and couldn't help but shudder.

After confirming that she really didn’t touch anything, she was in the mood to look around——

This is probably Mr. Long's secret base. There are a lot of small gravels around it, raising the terrain a bit to ensure that it will not be flooded.

Near the corner, there is a... house built with stones, wood blocks and some thatch?

With a dull pain in her heart, Mu walked towards the small "house" that was slightly higher than her current one and had been decorated with countless efforts.

Use large stones as the base, use claws to cut out gaps that can be stuck on the edges, put small stones on them, sandwich wooden boards, and build the house bit by bit.

It's very small, very broken, and very careful.

Mu Wanwan's hand that was about to open the broken wooden door suddenly stopped in the air. She pinched her trembling fingertips and stood silently beside the small house, waiting for a long time.

Wait until Mr. Long finished his warning and returned "home" dragging his injured tail.

The color of his eyes has turned into a normal color, narrow and dark, like two obsidian stones, with small shabby corners reflected in them, but they seem to bring some relaxation and peace of mind.

Mu Wanwan watched him slowly walking towards his 'home', wearing a tattered gray cloak, covering his pair of plush ears that could not be covered, but his back was straight and he even pulled it. The slightly rolled cuffs look arrogant and elegant like a nobleman.

To be honest, if Mr. Long's ears hadn't twitched from time to time, she would have been deceived by his cool and cool demeanor.

Mu Wanwan watched him walk in from the alley. In just a dozen steps, he had to straighten his clothes several times. They were all soaked and dirty. It made no difference whether he straightened them or not. He was also particular about it. Very good.

Is it true that Mr. Long is such a turtle?

Mu Wanwan's eyes were a little sore, and when he saw his eyes brightening, he walked to the door of the room, pretended to open the door, and said softly, "Daddy is back."

Daddy? Has Mr. Long become a father at such a young age?

Mu Wanwan felt sad and a little curious, so she quietly followed him and bent down and walked in.

Ah, the room is dark, with only a little light coming from outside.

She looked carefully for several times before she saw what Mr. Long was talking to.

That's not the little dragon she was thinking of, it's two white eggs!

Two eggs, obviously they are spirit eggs =_=! ! It was exactly the same as the one she just bought, and about the same size.