I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 5|Five dragons

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In the end, Mu Wanwan still couldn't swallow all the porridge by herself. She took a spoon, walked to the bed, filled a spoonful of porridge, and tentatively fed it into the tyrant's mouth.

His lips were pursed tightly because of the pain. Mu Wanwan tried several times but failed to feed him.

She thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "I'm offended."

He then grabbed a certain dragon's jaw with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth and feed the cold porridge in.

I don’t know if he was too hungry. Although he was seriously injured and disabled, the tyrant’s body’s thirst for food was still there. After pouring the porridge, Mu Wanwan saw him swallow it instinctively.

There was a hint of joy in his eyebrows. If he could swallow on his own, he would really save her a lot of trouble.

It's just that, maybe because she accidentally fed a little too fast just now, some soup snaked down the corners of his lips, shining with a glistening light, and it felt weird. .

Mu Wanwan's face turned a little red, and she stretched out her hand to wipe away the water from the corner of his mouth, as if hiding her ears. Just as he was about to finish the remaining half bowl of porridge, he heard Fu Liu's bad voice coming from outside the door, "Madam, are you okay yet?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and poured the porridge into the porcelain bowl on the table. Before going out, he couldn't help but glance at Mr. Long lying on the bed and said softly, "I'll be back soon. ."

She closed the door and followed Fuliu out of the yard. The air was much fresher, but Mu Wanwan's heart was not as peaceful as when she was by the tyrant's side.

Although my eyes and nose felt a little uncomfortable being around him, I got used to it and it got better.

Although the dragon with broken horns and tail is a little ugly, at least it will not hurt her, nor will it disgust her like Bai Shuiyao. With Mr. Long, there is no worry that he may be killed at any time.

"We're here." Fuliu opened the door of the ancestral hall, "Madam, today is the last day."

Mu Wanwan nodded and knelt in front of a group of golden tablets in her cold eyes.

Her knees were a little swollen, and when she knelt on the smooth and cold ground, she felt a stinging pain like a needle pricking her. Mu Wanwan gasped in pain.

"Kneel well." Fuliu said this and left with the food box. Mu Wanwan quietly changed into a more comfortable position and looked up at the golden tablets mentioned briefly in the novel.

These tablets were different from what she had seen on TV and in real life. They were glowing with golden light and covered with a hazy white light, like a protective shield, protecting these tablets. Strictly.

The tablet is engraved with the words of this world. Because of the memory of the original body, Mu Wanwan can understand the words on it——

"The first leader, Long Ying of the Golden Dragon Clan..."

"The first leader, Ao Ming of the Qinglong Clan..."

From high to low, there are eleven tablets in total, Golden Dragon, Green Dragon, Red Dragon, Black Dragon, and White Dragon. Each clan has a leader. The eleventh leader is also the former leader of the Tyrant, and he is from the Green Dragon clan. Ao Bing.

Ao Bing, Ao Qin...

They are two father and sons, but now the leader of the tyrant is Mr. Long.

Mu Wanwan sensitively sensed that something was not right, and a passage in the book describing the friendship between the tyrant and Ao Qin suddenly flashed into his mind——

"When he was young, the deformed dragon with five black and white claws and spots has now become the first dragon in the dragon clan to break through the seventh level. According to the rules, as long as he can break the dragon horn of the previous leader, he can become the new dragon. leader.

This leader Ao Bing is very old. He was seriously injured in a battle with the leader of the Wu clan a few days ago, but he still accepted the challenge of the tyrant. When the tyrant held the **** broken horn with his **** hands and smiled in front of the horrified faces of countless dragons, it was Ao Qin who took a step forward and was the first to say congratulations. ”

Mu Wanwan didn’t think anything was wrong when he was reading the novel, but now, kneeling in the cold ancestral hall, looking at Ao Bing’s memorial tablet, he recalled the miserable look of Mr. Long being thrown into the palace after his defeat. , I felt as if I had touched some truth.

"Madam, you seem to be looking at it very seriously?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind. Mu Wanwan was startled, and reflexively looked back, meeting Ao Qin's handsome smile. face.

"I..."

I don’t know when a strong pressure filled the air. Cold sweat fell from Mu’s forehead, and he was suppressed and speechless.

Ao Qin followed her previous gaze, glanced at Ao Bing's tablet indifferently, and then looked away indifferently. He stretched out his white and slender palm and gently pressed it on her shoulder. He smiled. He was very friendly, but it almost made Mu Wanwan feel cold all over, "What are you guessing, madam?"

Mu Wanwan had never experienced such pressure before. She felt her chest was tight. When she regained consciousness, her mouth was filled with sweetness.

"Madam, I'm very sorry." Ao Qin lazily withdrew the pressure, "I have just reached the sixth level, and my grasp of spiritual power is not accurate."

Mu Wanwan’s throat was filled with the taste of blood, and he was so nervous that he could hardly speak——

For the first time, she clearly realized the dangers of this world, and she was so weak.

"I overstepped my bounds," Ao Qin withdrew his hand and bent his eyes, "Madam, don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you."

"Starting from tomorrow, Madam will no longer have to kneel in the ancestral hall every day." Ao Qin said in a low voice, seeming to be very respectful, "Please take good care of Your Majesty."

Mu Wanwan had a pale face and saw Ao Qin was about to leave after finishing speaking. Thinking of a certain dragon's miserable wounds, he gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Ao Qin."

Ao Qin stopped and looked at this happy prop in his eyes with confusion, which was no different from an ant.

"Can you..." Mu Wanwan gritted his teeth, "Give me some medicine, your injury..."

"Your Majesty, don't you have any elixir yet?" Ao Qin narrowed his eyes, as if he was very angry and surprised by this incident, "Madam, please rest assured, I will never see those servants treating you badly like this. ”

"The elixir will be delivered to you soon." Ao Qin smiled, "After all, your Majesty is also my good friend, and I will not let these servants bully him."

Mu Wanwan thought to herself that I believe you are a ghost, but she still showed a happy smile on her face and thanked him several times in his mocking eyes.