I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 81|Eighty-one dragons

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When one person and one dragon finally finished kissing each other, Mu Wanwan explained the fact that the pendant and hairpin were given by Uncle Zong and Jiu Qing respectively, and asked him if the curse had made him better.

The dizzy Mr. Long pressed her forehead against hers and whispered that he met the leader of the special life on the road and helped him.

Mu Wanwan thought about the pitiful plot of the original book, and finally found such a number one character in his memory.

She was a little curious, "What does the leader of the Special Life Alliance look like?"

Mr. Long’s eyelashes trembled. Under Mu Wanwan’s expectant gaze, his fingertips slowly lit up and formed a human shape——

The whole body is green and translucent, with a pair of blue sea-like eyes, two curved tentacles on his forehead, no hair, and wearing a green gown.

It looks amazing, not ugly, and even has a strange sense of beauty.

She has never seen a life like this before, and the green color is very strange.

But since this creature helped Mr. Long, it should be a very good existence.

She curved her lips and moved her other hand that had been held by Mr. Long. She wanted to call him Junshang, but when she thought that she didn't know Zhelong's name yet, she asked curiously, " Mr. Long, what is your name?"

After she finished speaking, she felt that a certain dragon's whole body stiffened for a moment, and his hand holding her tightened.

Mu Wanwan saw his eyes light up with a little golden light at night, and then quickly dimmed, "My name is, Mr. Long."

Mu Wanwan: "......"

Does she look so gullible?

Perhaps noticing her expression, a certain dragon blushed and said a word of love, "I like it."

"I like you to call me Mr. Long."

Do you like her to call him Mr. Long?

Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed, and her body temperature had risen a little.

One person and one dragon stayed together for a while, and then simply slept for a while before Mr. Long removed the effect of the night.

When Mu Wanwan checked his injury before, he took off his belt and did some shameful (?) things under the quilt, so when the dark effect disappeared, Mu Wanwan's vision returned to clarity. At that time, she looked at a certain dragon getting up from beside her, her face was hot——

He looks a little bad.

The long hair is a bit messy, and there are two half-bald plush ears on the top of the head.

There was still no expression on his face, the curse mark had faded a lot, and she could see his appearance more clearly.

It is an enlarged version of Mr. Xiaolong, with pursed lips, but the pink color spreads from the end of his eyes to his neck. His eyelashes are long and warped, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his lips are moist red.

The light black brocade robe is messy, the belt is loose, and the newly purchased obscene clothes underneath are stained with dried blood. The chest is slightly open, and faint muscle lines can be seen. The shoulders are broad and thin and powerful.

He half sat up, looking at her with a pair of dark eyebrows no longer concealed. The light came in from the window, making his face even more beautiful and handsome.

Mu Wanwan suddenly didn’t dare to look at him.

He is just about to recover, but he has already become so beautiful.

If he really gets better, what kind of Junyi will he be? It must be very good-looking.

But she didn't know that her appearance was so alluring in a certain dragon's eyes.

Her long black hair spilled on the pillow, a pair of moist almond eyes with curled eyelashes, her eyebrows as clear as a clear spring, her face was fair, her lips turned light red from his chirping, she was holding the corner of the quilt with both hands, quietly Like a living painting.

The breeze blew in from the window. The red Mr. Long noticed that he was still a little disheveled. He subconsciously hugged Jinyi, stood up with a slight blush, walked to the closet and took a set of clothes, and said, "I'll wait for you outside."

That figure from behind seems to be running away.

Mu Wanwan let out a solid sigh of relief.

She hasn't put on her clothes yet.

The door was closed, and she was the only one left in the room.

Mu Wanwan looked at the familiar roof, but felt like he was in a dream.

The touch of his lips still lingered on her lips, and she reached out to cover her flushed face.

Really, really.

Really kissed.

He was no longer awkward or pretending not to like her.

My heart was beating very fast after realizing it. The memories had just turned into ambiguity. For the first time, Mu Wanwan had such a clear understanding——

She fell in love and even got married.

And a dragon.

An awkward dragon.

.......

When everyone and one dragon officially packed up everything and started to move around, the yard seemed very small.

Mu Wanwan wanted to go to the side hall to wash up, and saw Mr. Long sitting in a wheelchair holding a spiritual stone at the door.

Mu Wanwan wanted to take advantage of the nice weather in the afternoon to dry out the quilt in the house, and saw a certain dragon pretending to be practicing at the door.

Mu Wanwan wanted to go to the kitchen to see if Mengmeng had fed her "baby" chicken cubs in the past few days. She saw Lemon Dragon sitting on a chair blocking her path with a deserted face.

She was holding the newly cultivated first-order spirit fruit in her hand and was about to give the spirit chickens extra food. She stood beside him a little dumbfounded and blinked, "Mr. Long, you are blocking my way. ”

He raised his eyes to look at her. Under the gentle sunlight, the deep black pupils were like glass reflecting the light. He tilted his head slightly, as if waiting for her to speak.

Mu Wanwan thought of the scars on the dragon's chest, and when she was in love with him, she told him that it would hurt if he didn't use spiritual power, so she simply stuffed the spiritual fruit into his hand, and then pressed her hand on it without any resistance. On the back handle of the chair made by Tie Bo.

"Come with me, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she waited patiently for a few seconds before hearing his voice, "Okay."

Mu Wanwan is a little helpless. She now knows the dragon's temperament. Awkwardness is normal, but as long as she takes the initiative to approach, the dragon will no longer be able to refuse.

He didn't know how to get along with her, nor what words to say.

But she didn't care anymore. Mu Wanwan's heart was filled with warmth. He even gave her the blood from his heart. What more proof was needed?

When they arrived in the kitchen, Mengmeng was "performing."

Mengmeng, who has grown into a fat and fat Chirp, is now much larger than before, and the fur on its body is getting thicker, which is in sharp contrast to Mr. Long's half-bald plush ears.

At this moment, Mengmeng is performing the stunts it has just learned with several similarly fluffy chicks——

I saw Feijiu opening its bright yellow beak, flapping its small wings vigorously twice, holding it in for a long time, and finally spitting out a small ball of pale white flame.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She couldn't hold back and asked a certain dragon, "Mr. Long, what kind of **** is Mengmeng?"

Why is it still breathing fire?

Mr. Long stared sadly at Maojiu's lush hair, silently retracting the ears on top of his head under Mu's crooked gaze, and said in a cold voice, a bit like gritting teeth, "Bai Feng."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Did she hear it wrong? Is this silly, cute, fat Jiu who likes to act coquettishly and flirt with others the legendary white phoenix and swan?

Looking at the more than 360 Thomas' big hairy chirps spinning and breathing fire in front of him, Mu Wanwan felt that his mind was short-circuited for a moment.

There must be something wrong with this.

"Chirp~!" Perhaps because he felt that the fact that he was Bai Feng didn't have enough impact on Mu Wanwan, he gradually opened his mind and chirped cutely and sweetly.

Mu Wanwan: "......"

No, she doesn't accept it.

"I just opened Lingzhi." Mr. Long thought for a moment and slowly added, "It's very small."

Mu Wanwan was a little strange. When she first picked up Maojiu, it looked similar to other tits. Mengmeng's body was found in the basket and her hair was almost plucked out. How could she be Bai Feng when she was so weak?

Furthermore, Hongye said it was because he offended Ao Xue, which meant that Mengmeng was hatched in the forbidden area.

"Why did the white phoenix cub grow up with the **** in the forbidden area?" Mu Wanwan dragged the big fat chick that was already bigger than her whole hand.

After she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong with Mr. Long.

She looked at him and glanced at Mao Jiu a little embarrassed, feeling a little guilty, "Decades ago, when I first became the leader, I went to the Monster Clan."

Mu Wanwan: "??"

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

"At that time, I heard that holding the first crest feather of a phoenix cub can..."

Mr. Long lost his voice as he spoke, and Mu Wanwan was so seduced by him that he scratched his heart.

It’s rare for this dragon to say so much at once, and what on earth can it do with its cub’s fur?

Holding Mengmeng in both hands, she simply walked up to him and squatted down to look at him.

"Your Majesty, what can you do with Mengmeng's first stupid hair?"

She raised her head slightly to look at him, and the big fat Jiu in her arms also looked at him with big eyes, as if to ask: "What can the big bad dragon do with my hair!"

Mr. Long was a little embarrassed to say anything. He pursed his lips and said with a cold face, "You can eat it."

Mu Wanwan: "...??"

Mr. Long tilted his head, covered his reddish handsome face with his big hands, and continued to make up lies, "It's delicious."

Mu Wanwan was speechless for a moment, and glanced at Mr. Long who seemed very calm with a complicated expression. Then he thought of something and put Maojiu into his hand, "You want to help me look at Mengmeng."

The hair that Mengmeng had lost due to the scales was later found by her by the wall. Although she had not yet recovered from the shock that Mengmeng was a white phoenix cub, she remembered the crown at that time. feather.

Looking at the expression on the Awkward Dragon, maybe this feather is useful.

She asked him to look at Mengmeng and wait for her here.

Even though Long was very reluctant, he still waited obediently.

He pinched Mengmeng's plump hair and felt as if he was sitting under a lemon tree.

When you look up, you can see a tree full of fat chicks, and every one of them is hairy.

Mr. Long looked at the newly grown crest on Mengmeng’s head in a trance, as if he had returned to the afternoon a long time ago——

He had just become the leader, and no dragon wanted to get close to him, and of course he didn't care.

Just that day.

He felt a little deserted, relaxed his consciousness, and heard a few single dragons discussing:

"Have you heard that the little white dragon we were interested in before was chased by the Golden Dragon Clan?" said a green dragon.

"Damn, I spent so many spiritual stones and treasures in vain." Another Qinglong guard was very unwilling.

"I know a little bit." Bailong, the only one among the group, said, "My family knows little Bailong, and she said she received the first crest feather of the phoenix. As long as she has that thing, she will definitely meet her. True love."

"If I give it to her again, I'll be bound for the rest of my life." The white dragon boasted that he didn't make any drafts and made the first crest feather of the phoenix cub into a symbol of love.

At that time, when he heard this, he felt that it was boring. He withdrew his consciousness, but inadvertently remembered the matter in his heart.

It turns out that as long as you have the first crest feather of a phoenix cub, you can meet the person you truly love.

As long as you meet someone you truly love and give her a crown feather, you will be happy.

He always remembered that many years later, when negotiations with the demon tribe broke down, he took away their phoenix eggs and threw them in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

For decades, it has not hatched.

Mr. Long looked at Mengmeng, as if he wanted to see through its silly appearance whether it really had the ability to bring luck.

After all, he actually met her shortly after he hatched.

So when Mu Wanwan came back with a piece of stupid hair, he saw such a strange picture——

Mengmeng was holding it in the hand of a certain dragon with tears in her eyes, and the hair all over her body was about to explode.

Mr. Long stared at its plump little body seriously, with a smile on his lips, as if he was looking at something delicious.

At this moment, Mu Wanwan actually believed what Mr. Long said, "It's delicious."

She ran over in a hurry, "Mr. Long, you can't eat cute food."

Mr. Long: "..."

He silently placed Mao Jiu, who was about to faint, at his feet and saw his little lady standing in front of him.

"Maomao." She opened her hand towards him, and in her palm was a soft yet tough young feather.

A sudden warmth flowed through his heart, and Mr. Long pursed his lips hard. He saw her smiling at him, with a bright smile in her eyes.

With his fingertips trembling slightly, Mr. Long raised his hand and firmly grasped Mu's curved hand through the young feather.

"?" Mu Wanwan didn't react. She saw him looking at her seriously, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

"I got it." His voice was soft and soft, with a golden light shining in his eyes, "I like it very much."

Mu Wanwan: "...Oh."

She still hasn’t figured out what the dragon is thinking. Is the cute fur really so delicious?

She was a little confused, but she felt that these were not important, but her face was hot, and she said a little embarrassedly, "Then eat quickly."

Mr. Long: "......"

.......

When one person and one dragon were getting along slowly, they were in a mansion in a remote suburb.

Jiu Qing was sitting in the room.

There were two maids standing behind her. If Mu Wanwan was here, he would be able to tell at a glance that these two people were the two maids who had previously confronted Bai Shuiyao in the restaurant.

"How is it?" Jiu Qing looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her voice trembling.

"Little princess, the mark of the curse has almost disappeared." An older maid smiled. They were both nine-tailed foxes and had been growing up with Jiu Qing. The older one was named Xiaoyue, and the younger one was named Xiaoyue. Some were Xiaoxing, who had an extraordinary relationship with her, and had voluntarily accompanied Jiu Qing to marry into the Dragon Clan territory.

So even though Jiu Qing has married into a dragon wife, they still like to call her little princess.

Jiu Qing's peach blossom eyes flashed with brilliance, "There is still one thing that has not been removed."

The first time Mu Wanwan gave her were some Spiritual Recovery Pills and a Ningxue Pill, and later he gave her a higher-grade Ningxue Pill. The quantity was not large, but the effect was not inferior to that of Jinjiang Grass. After taking it for half a month, the curse in her body gradually eased.

Now...

White fingers brushed her smooth cheeks, Jiu Qing raised her red lips, and she finally looked better again.

"Let me tell you, little princess, let's go back to the demon clan." Xiaoyue frowned and wanted to say something, but was glared at by Xiaoxing on the side.

She felt a little resentful and finally closed her mouth.

Jiu Qing raised her eyebrows, knowing what she wanted to say, and asked, "Where is your master?"

Xiaoyue pursed her lips and was very dissatisfied, "I have been in that bitch's courtyard for the past half month."

"Oh." The corners of Jiu Qing's lips lowered a little, and a trace of deep hatred flashed in her eyes.

She used to really love Ao Xue very much, so much that she was willing to give everything she had to him.

But how did he repay her?

In the past half month, she has almost been using excuses to practice, and she always uses secret passages when going out.

She wanted to restore her appearance as soon as possible, and at the same time, she also had a little hope in her heart. She even thought that if Ao Xue could change his ways, she would forgive him. But he hasn't been here for half a month.

No matter how much you love, your heart is already dying.

The demon clan attaches great importance to appearance. The Nine-tailed clan has always regarded themselves very highly for their beauty. The clan looks down on unattractive foxes, and Ao Xue has been instilling in her that "if a woman has no face, she is not worthy of love." " idea.

So she always thought that everything was her fault.

If she was not disfigured, if she was not ugly, then Ao Xue would not fall in love with someone else. It's normal for dragons to be greedy and unwilling to give blood to their hearts. Everyone is like this, but it doesn't mean they don't love.

But she met Mu Wanwan and the legendary Junshang who was horribly disabled.

One does not despise the ugly appearance of her husband, and one is willing to give the most precious effort.

It was also from then on that Jiu Qing suddenly realized that she had been living like a joke for so many years.

It turns out that appearance is not important. It turns out that not all dragons are what she thought.

In the past, she only focused on eliminating the curse and winning Ao Xue's heart, but now she only feels that he is extremely dirty.

She doesn't care about such a stinky man.

However, news has recently come from the clan that the Dragon Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Witch Clan are about to make some big moves. Although her husband is a scumbag, his status in the Qinglong Clan is not low.

Although she had only met Mu Wanwan a few times, she had no friendship with the Dragon Lord who only used powerful force to crush him.

But she still wanted to help them.

Probably, the last time I saw Mu Wanwan, she looked at her devastated look, as if she had seen herself.

She failed to get a response from Ao Xue, but Mu Wanwan got it, and lived a life she envied.

Pressing her fingers on her red lips, Jiu Qing stood up, raising her bright red robe.

She had a pair of charming eyes, turned her head, and smiled at the two little sisters who were still by her side even though the nine-tailed fox clan was gradually becoming lonely. "Thank you for your hard work these years. ”

"Madam, what are you talking about?" Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing were both a little flattered. Their hearts beat a little faster when they looked at the peerless little princess.

There were still sporadic curse marks on her face, and the charming aura that was slightly immature back then settled down, like rich wine.

"Let's go to Baishui Yao's courtyard." Jiu Qing sneered.

After a while, she took Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing to Bai Shuiyao's courtyard, and she could hear the charming playfulness inside from a long distance away.

After all, she was stabbed in the bottom of her heart. Xiaoyue kicked the door open angrily, and Jiu Qing saw the two people rolling into a ball.

Ao Qin pressed on Bai Shuiyao, his eyes full of lust. He immediately raised his head when he heard the voice, his expression was dissatisfied at being disturbed.

But he saw clearly the person standing at the door, his eyes flashed with long-lost wonder and the ecstasy of deep love, and he supported Bai Shuiyao to stand up.

"Ah~!" Bai Shuiyao let out a soft cry as he pressed her waist, her eyes filled with tears, "Husband, it hurts so much."

However, Bai Shuiyao did not wait for the comfort from Ao Xue, who had become more and more gentle these days. She only heard him say in a surprised tone, "Jiu'er, why did you leave seclusion?"

Bai Shuiyao felt something bad, so she quickly got up from the ground and saluted Jiu Qing who was standing by the courtyard gate, "Madam."

She smiled innocently at Jiu Qing, "I am Lord Ao Xue's new concubine. I hope my sister will take good care of me in the future."

Jiu Qing looked at her red and swollen lips, the marks of rough kisses on her neck, and her innocent eyes, which made her sick to death.

"Concubine?" Jiu Qing squinted her eyes and raised her hand to shoot a sharp purple light. Bai Shuiyao felt a pain on her face.

She subconsciously touched it with her hands, and when the pain came, her hands were stained with blood.

"Ah!" Bai Shuiyao took two steps back and cried.

"Jiu'er, what are you doing?!" Ao Xue was also a little angry and immediately took Bai Shuiyao into her arms.

"Husband." Jiu Qing's eyes were full of deep love and hurt for him, "She is just a concubine."

Her moves mixed with demonic aura will not do anything to Bai Shuiyao, but will only destroy her face that makes Ao Xue fascinated.

Ao Xue was angry, but seeing that Jiu Qing had regained much of her appearance, she was not so harsh.

Jiu Qing seemed to be laughing through tears, and Ao Xue was in a daze for a while.

Jiu Qing's heart was full of hatred. Her demonic moves would not do anything to Bai Shuiyao, it would just make her look uglier.

When she almost figured out the dragon clan's plan from Ao Xue, it was the time for these two people to die.