I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 96|Ninety-six dragons

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The next day, Mu Wanwan got up with pain all over her body. Mr. Long was no longer there. She rubbed her uncomfortable shoulders, washed and changed briefly, then went back to make the bed.

She straightened up and saw several night-light pearls embedded in the mountain wall. She could see the mark on the mountain wall that was very difficult to read yesterday.

There was a hazy layer of water stains on it, slowly flowing down, like tears of farewell.

Mu Wanwan suddenly thought of the dragon's tears last night. After thinking about it, she took out a pen and paper from the mustard space and wrote down all the words.

In fact, her cultivation level is very high. She will not forget it as long as she reads it a few times, but she still decided to write it down.

Maybe in the future, I can meet someone who knows these words.

Mr. Long's behavior was very abnormal yesterday. Mu Wanwan guessed that "chaos" meant a lot to him. If he could know the meaning of these words, would he be happier?

"Chirp~" Mu Wanwan was halfway through writing when Mengmeng rushed out of the cave like a small cannonball, leaving black fur on the ground.

Its little scarf has lost a lot of hair, and it has been fed well by its father (?) Mr. Long recently, so it has grown more and more round.

"Chirp!"

It is like this every morning. It is full of energy and wants to play in the Mustard Seed Space for a while. To be precise, it wants to go to the Mustard Seed Space to play with the spirit chicken cubs.

"Come." Mu Wanwan took out three first-order treasure fruits, asked Mao Jiu to hold them, and put them into the mustard space.

Maojiu likes the spiritual chicken cubs very much. The little chicken cubs haven't grown up much yet, but they are getting bigger and bigger. They really look a bit like their father =_=

There was nothing she could do about it as an old mother. Mr. Long had said it several times. Although Mu Wanwan felt that Mr. Long was not qualified to talk about Mengmeng, Mengmeng would turn her head angrily every time. , and then pointed his **** at Mr. Long’s handsome but slightly twisted face.

The old father seemed to be helpless.

Thinking of him, Mu Wanwan raised the corners of his lips and sped up the movements in his hands.

So when Mr. Long returned from his inspection and brought new food, the scent of elixirs was already wafting in the cave.

I don’t know if it’s because she awakened her spiritual consciousness in advance. Even though she can’t guide her spiritual consciousness to see things for the time being, the peeling off of the elixir’s heat and some impurities is much better than before.

Plus those unpalatable "supplements" Mr. Long brought back.

Yes, now Mu Wanwan has admitted that the sticky stuff is a supplement.

Although the taste is hard to describe, it is still very beneficial for removing some impurities in the meridians. The one that Mr. Long brought back at the beginning was the most precious and rare one.

He didn't go out for long. Even though Mu Wanwan was very fast, he only refined one batch of third-level Snow Condensation Pills and two batches of third-level Spirit Recovery Pills.

As for the advanced version of the God-Reinforcing Pill that she finally thought of yesterday, she has no way to refine it for the time being.

"Come back?"

Hearing the sound of water coming from outside, Mu Wanwan installed the newly refined third-order spiritual recovery pills and hung two of them with his spiritual power.

She walked quickly outside and looked at Mr. Long, whose long hair was still wet, "Take the elixir first."

Mr. Long swallowed it obediently and handed the thing in his hand to her, "Eat."

Mu Wanwan took it and handed the veil to him.

"What is it today?" She looked at the things Mr. Long brought back, a little curious.

"A common shrimp."

Mu Wanwan didn't believe what he said. She opened the tightly wrapped bag and found that there was only crystal clear shrimp meat inside. She raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Probably not a good-looking thing.

"I'll eat later, it's still early." Seeing Mu Wanwan looking like he was about to continue refining the elixir, Mr. Long, who was half done, couldn't help but stretched out his long arm and pulled her arm, "Madam."

"Huh?"

Mu Wanwan saw him leaning very close, bent down, and pressed his thin lips to the corners of her lips.

She blinked, holding the shrimp in one hand, holding his arm with the other, and kissed his cold lips.

"Well..." Mr. Long felt a little embarrassed. He pushed her long hair behind her ears with his big palm, and his eyes averted a little.

He actually wanted to discuss something with his wife.

The proto-core in his body is probably still short of the final few before it can be fully connected. With enough spirit stones, the curse has been alleviated a lot. There are still many very stubborn people, but the last time he was surrounded and suppressed gave him inspiration——

Forcing those curses around the scales can also become his weapons.

If this is the case, his strength is not afraid of single combat.

It’s just that if you want to take revenge, you’re still a little short of the mark.

Wait a moment.

Currently, his success rate in breaking into the forbidden area alone is only 50% to 60%, but in a few days, it will increase to 80% to 90%.

When the time comes, he will take her with him.

Wait until he breaks through.

Just give her the most grand ceremony in the world.

Strictly speaking, they haven't worshiped yet.

Mr. Long's lips moved slightly. Without paying homage to the church and signing a life and death contract, he could not have a baby dragon.

And he is still learning. Madam is also a bit fragile now, and he may make her very uncomfortable.

If he does not die in the forbidden area this time, he must tie her to the bed.

Human life is very short.

But his is very long.

Even if she doesn’t want to, she must be intertwined with her spiritual consciousness, make a pact with her, and live together forever.

If he died...

Mr. Long didn't want to think about it. He was a bit fierce, and his light-colored lips pressed domineeringly on her lips.

Mu Wanwan felt that he was a little unexpectedly proactive today, and his heart beat a little faster. There was no awkwardness, so she put her arms around his waist.

But before one person and one dragon could get enough of it, the Qinglong sound transmission order rang again.

Mr. Long straightened up and lowered his long eyelashes. The two walked into the cave and heard Bai Huan's voice coming from the transmission order placed on the bedside, "Lord Ao Qin, the Special Life Alliance will approach them before." The boundaries of the territory are designated as their territory, and our people cannot enter."

——Bai Huan stood in the slum that he was unwilling to set foot in in the past, looking at the group of special beings who were ordered to guard outside the barrier set up by Junshang, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He is not from the Qinglong Clan. Although Ao Qin promised to give some flesh and blood to the White Dragon Clan after the blood sacrifice, he knew in his heart that the eight achievements were only a little bit. Although his status in the White Dragon Clan was high, his Bai Huan's status was not high. Those who may have surpassed Elder Bailong will be allocated at most one-fifth, which may not be of much use.

So in fact, he was not very happy to participate in this roundup, and now that he was involved with the Special Life Alliance, he was even more unhappy.

Last time he was tricked by Jin Yan, and his strength has not fully recovered yet. This time, he came because of the intimidation of the alchemist in the clan.

"Haha." Standing next to him, Jin Yan, who also came to lead the team, had a look of disdain on his face and mocked Bai Huan, "So the White Dragon clan are all cowardly dragons like you who are unwilling to complete orders."

"What the **** did you say?" Bai Huan couldn't help it anymore. The two dragons looked like they were about to quarrel again.

The special beings watched indifferently. The fifth elder of the Qinglong tribe, the oldest, pulled the two dragons apart and respectfully walked to the leader of the special plant type, "This..."

"Movine grass." The special being with a purple-green body and four-piece vines spoke.

Moto!

Bai Huan and Jin Yan looked at each other, then quickly looked away.

Mo Teng is the top special being in the mainland, and is the most powerful in the special life alliance. It is said that he is even more powerful than their leader Jin Jiang.

What is the relationship between that useless dragon and the Special Life Alliance? Why is it being protected now?

Bai Huan looked at the guard, with jealousy and confusion flashing in his eyes. Why did the Special Life Alliance, which had never interfered in the affairs of the mainland, choose to protect such a useless dragon.

If they were really after that useless dragon, why didn't they help him in the first place?

Bai Huan was very puzzled and had thousands of speculations running through his mind, while the fifth elder of the Qinglong tribe stepped forward.

"Senior Mo Teng, I am the fifth elder of the Qinglong clan. This place was originally the territory of our dragon clan. I wonder if you can let us pass?" The fifth elder felt a little scared when he heard Mo Teng's name, and his tone They were all more respectful than usual.

Mortengrass has lived for tens of thousands of years and ignored him at all, "No."

The fifth elder’s nose was almost crooked with anger, but he still suppressed his anger, "But senior, this was originally the territory of our dragon clan."

"Oh." Mortencao raised her eyes and glanced at him, "But it's not the case anymore."

The fifth elder's face was twisted, and scales appeared on his forehead, "Senior, let me tell you carefully. Is it because the disabled useless dragon who betrayed the Dragon Clan is behind this barrier?"

His voice was suppressed, on the verge of exploding.

"So what?" Mo Teng glanced at him sideways, as irritating as possible, as if to say, "You can only beat me if you have the ability."

"You!"

The fifth elder is usually a rude person. When his head got hot, he turned into a dragon and bit him.

Bai Huan and Jin Yan took two steps back. The fifth elder was stupid, but they were not stupid. A fifth-level perfectionist would not be so quick to seek death compared to a sixth-level perfectionist.

The moment he was bitten, Morgan Grass sneered, and his body expanded rapidly, and in just a moment, he returned to his original form——

A vine with one hundred and eighteen roots, each one one or two kilometers long. More than a dozen vines twisted wildly, and in just three breaths, the giant cyan dragon flew to the ground. .

The Moteng was empty inside and flew directly over the boundary barrier. The vines covered with poisonous thorns waved like a silent warning.

The fifth elder turned into a human form in embarrassment, with blood bleeding from his mouth and nose. He glared viciously at Bai Huan and Jin Yan who were looking at him for making a fool of himself. "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Quickly inform Lord Ao Qin. There is a great possibility of a waste dragon." Here."

Bai Huan did not argue with him, but pressed the Qinglong voice transmission command on his wrist.

At the same time, within the Special Life Alliance:

The leader covered in crystal is communicating with his disciples.

Leng An also asked the same doubt in Bai Huan's heart, "Master, why do you want to help that Dragon Lord?"