I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 86|Eighty-six dragons
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The spiritual power shield made by Longjiao was cracked. How could Mr. Long not feel it?
He could barely control his voice and let out an angry roar, swung his tail, and ran away even faster——
It's just three sixth-level golden dragons that work together tacitly. If he fights with all his strength, he won't be able to defeat them.
But, there is also Mrs.
His horn is broken, and the protective shield formed is not as strong as before. The aftermath of the battle will definitely affect her.
She was so fragile, he kept her at the top of his heart and guarded her all the time, even though he was afraid of losing her.
How could she be harmed?
However, these dragons hurt her.
My heart seemed to have been cut out of flesh and blood, with a roaring pursuer behind me. Mr. Long quickly shuttled between the sea of clouds. He was very fast, and his consciousness was completely undisguised. The powerful consciousness of the late seventh level came. , the three golden dragons thirty miles behind the impact were dizzy, and their mouths and noses were bleeding.
Mr. Long took the opportunity to turn over his huge body, and thick black mist emerged around him, blocking half of the sky.
Mu Wanwan's world also turned dark. Her brain was buzzing from the shock. She took several pills to get better. She could vaguely hear angry dragon roars ringing from all directions. She She only held onto Mr. Long's fur tightly and let him fly to any place with her.
The three golden dragons were unable to escape and were directly wrapped in the rising black mist.
The Qinglong sound transmission token came on. Mu Wanwan hurriedly put the token to his ear and heard Ao Qin's confident voice, "I have discussed with the elders of the Golden Dragon Tribe. When the time comes for the blood sacrifice, we only need to share the gold. Just a few elders of the Dragon Clan and some flesh and blood."
His words were full of disdain for Mr. Long, "The three elders of the Golden Dragon Clan are powerful and will definitely be able to capture this useless dragon."
"Lord Ao Qin is really far-sighted."
"That good-for-nothing gentleman must be dead this time!"
A few voices praised one after another. Mu Wanwan frowned, feeling that the dragon under her was a little faster. She saw the huge broken horn beside his ear exuding a rich light.
It's like a demonstration, and it seems to be expressing one's anger.
The brilliant light lit up, and she heard Mr. Long groan in pain. Several scales fell off and flew into the black mist like sharp swords——
Will the fallen scales hurt?
Mu Wanwan hugged his plush ears distressedly, held the elixir in his mouth, and clutched the transmission order tightly, praying that this escape would end soon.
The clouds and mist were broken, and several golden flames spurted out. First, the sea of fire swept up and attacked one person and one dragon.
Mr. Long reacted quickly, and he was even more ruthless. Mu Wanwan did not feel the temperature of the flames, but saw the blurry shadows of three golden dragons entangled in the black mist, struggling desperately.
After a while, it seemed to make a sad cry and disappeared into the clouds.
She was stunned for a moment, feeling the dragon under her body speed up again, and vaguely heard an angry voice coming from the transmission command:
"Ao Qin, didn't you tell us that your Majesty has only recovered 70% of his strength?" The third elder of the Golden Dragon Tribe was entangled in the black mist. The huge prototype was covered with wounds. He could not survive the black mist at all. During the flight, he had no choice but to turn into a human form, and angrily vented his anger on a piece of sound transmission order left in the Golden Dragon Clan.
The second elder was also embarrassed by the black mist and did not give Ao Qin any face.
They are very strong. The three brothers are walking sideways in the Dragon Clan. They have long been displeased with Ao Qin. A junior from the Qinglong Clan, with average strength, is simply making fun of them this time. Naturally, he is very angry.
Ao Qin, who was flying halfway from the border of the Wu clan, immediately turned pale. He didn't speak or didn't speak. He just felt like he was slapped in the face. He almost didn't give the voice transmission order with a gloomy face. crumb.
How could it recover so quickly? How is it possible!
He twisted his face and gritted his teeth, "Everyone, please rest a while. When I return to the clan, I will definitely be rewarded by you this time."
"Hmph." The elder of the Golden Dragon clan snorted coldly, which was regarded as agreeing to this condition.
The three Jinlong brothers looked at each other and saw the sullen look in each other's eyes.
Especially the third elder, whose arms and back were hit by Mr. Long's scales, which directly penetrated into his original flesh. It was even more painful than before.
He could only show his teeth in pain, but before he could do anything, he saw another golden dragon looking at the black and red lines that suddenly appeared on his face with a surprised look, "Third brother, you, why are you cursed? ”
The third elder of the Golden Dragon tribe subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw a faint black light winding all the way from his arm.
"Quick!" the Great Elder shouted quickly, "Tear off his scales!"
The Great Elder felt chills in his heart, as if recalling the battle to become famous, he took it too lightly. Why did he think that he was cursed and only had 70% of his strength, so he casually took over Ao Qin's job?
This is terrible. The Great Elder gritted his teeth and took action. He could only stand by Ao Qin. If he didn't kill the dragon, he would definitely become a demon in his mind on the way to practice!
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Not to mention that the three elders of the Golden Dragon Clan discovered that Mr. Long’s scales contained a curse, and they gritted their teeth and planned to fight with Ao Qin. In Mu Wanwan and Mr. Long, they finally got rid of their pursuers, flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher. The farther away you are.
Jiu Qing also took the Qiankun bag that Mu Wanwan left for her before and came to Huayun Pharmacy.
Due to sudden changes, many dragon clans turned into dragons. The original dark clouds had already turned into thick rain clouds. The wind was blowing wildly in the market, and most of the people
The door of the shop was tightly closed. Jiu Qing knocked on the door, but no one opened it.
On the contrary, the door on the opposite side was slowly pushed open. A strangely dressed dwarf did not hold an umbrella. He had a pair of mechanical legs and his upper body was covered with black wounds. He was followed by a wooden machine dog with muddy eyes open. The large hammer in his hand tapped the ground.
He looks very old, and his breath of life is very light.
"Are you looking for Lei Zi?"
Jiu Qing pointed her fingers slightly, and did not leave directly as before. Instead, she propped up a small spiritual shield on Uncle Tie's head and looked at the old dwarf who suddenly appeared strangely, "Who is Leizi?" ?"
"That's it..." Tie Bo coughed twice, "the owner of Huayun Pharmacy."
Jiu Qing frowned, "You know?"
"They just left." Tie Bo smiled, "Go after...that dragon just now."
"Dragon?" Jiu Qing looked at the dwarf who suddenly laughed and lifted up his hair that was blown away by the wind.
She asked, "You mean Lord Dragon Clan?"
But Uncle Tie didn't answer her question, or even talk to her anymore. He seemed to be a really bad-tempered old man with a sullen face. Saying "Oh, wait a minute."
With difficulty, he stretched out his muscles, Bi Mu Wanwan's arm that had shrunk a lot last time, and after struggling for a long time from the back of the machine dog, he took out a jade token.
"Leizi's jade token." Tie Bo said, as if he had spent a lot of effort, and threw the jade token to Jiu Qing, gasping out of breath, "You must be useful."
Jiu Qing took the jade plaque and said, "Thank you very much."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave. She caught a glimpse of Uncle Tie still holding a small dusty bag in his hand. She frowned and felt that his life breath was getting darker and darker. After all, he did not leave directly, but walked to Tie Bo. Next to Bo, he whispered, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
This dwarf can no longer be saved with pills or spiritual power. He has reached the end of his life and his soul is already exhausted. He helped her once, and she wanted to repay Karma.
Tie Bo's turbid eyes moved. After coughing violently for a while, he slowly said, "That girl."
"The one...who did it for you..." Uncle Tie said intermittently, "Is he leaving?"
Jiu Qing realized that he was talking about Mu Wanwan and was a little confused, "What?"
Bo Tie's bulging eyes rolled, and he couldn't tell whether it was anticipation or something else in his voice, "Have she and the dragon... left?"
After he finished speaking, his body seemed to have reached its limit, and he fell to the ground, with a pair of mechanical legs covered in mud and water——
When Mu Wanwan smashed the crystal ball, he felt it immediately.
The deadline was approaching, and he kept putting it off, wondering if Mu Wanwan, after seeing such memories, would dislike the dragon's past.
Jiu Qing became angry when he heard him ask this question. As soon as Mu Wanwan left, she opened the two Qiankun bags she left for herself.
The one for herself contains enough elixirs for her to completely restore her appearance, while the one for the owner of Huayun Medicine Shop contains not only a large number of low-level elixirs, but also many spiritual plants that are clearly cultivated carefully. .
In addition, there are many gifts, probably chosen by the useless dragon and in bad taste.
The words should have been written by Mu Wanwan. They are very elegant and beautiful, but the signature is a terribly ugly word, "龙."
She doesn’t want to accept a dressing mirror inlaid with colorful gems and made of pure gold, okay?
"She left with the dragon." Jiu Qing raised her red lips and looked at the dwarf who seemed a little relieved in front of her. She suddenly felt blessed and thought of something. In Uncle Tie's eyes that gradually dimmed, she gave Uncle Zong He took out a large luminous pearl that shimmered in the gloomy rainy day from his Qiankun bag, handed it to him, and asked tentatively, "Atie?"
The dwarf's eyes widened slightly, and he regained some energy. He looked at the night pearl with a note on her hand, and his eyes flashed with light.
Jiu Qing seemed to understand something and put the Night Pearl into his hand.
Tie Bo tried hard to identify, but he could hardly see clearly.
He worked hard for a long time, and his frowning eyebrows, which looked very fierce, slowly relaxed as his eyes moved——
Once in the cage, when he was young, he took advantage of the fact that the dragon was injured and couldn't move, and he abused and kicked him wantonly, like the guilt and shadow that haunted him all his life.
Jiu Qing saw the old dwarf looking at her with grateful eyes. His smile was really ugly, and his cloudy eyes were as clear as if his heart had been untied. He stretched out the gray bag in his hand towards her.
Jiu Qing saw his lips move, and the wrinkles on his face were filled with pleasure.
"Please..."
However, Jiu Qing did not wait for the dwarf to say the next sentence.
He is too old.
I am so old that I have fallen asleep.
Never wake up again.
The gray bag fell down together with the arm, and fell to the ground, splashing water, and a palm-sized scale rolled out.
Golden, fell into the mud, and countless densely packed words engraved on it emerged, like the regrets of countless nights——
"I'm sorry."
Jiu Qing suddenly felt sad. She picked up the scale, closed Tie Bo's eyes, and saw clearly the words on the night pearl. They were the same as the gifts they gave them, no forgiveness, no goodbye. special words.
It’s just two lines of text with an ugly signature——
"Thank you for taking care of my wife,
Dragon. ”