I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

As Jiuqin’s voice fell, the orcs and nine-tailed foxes who had been ambushing within a few miles of the Demon King’s palace rushed over almost for a while. The elders and royal clans of the Sun-Eater Rat Clan who originally embraced the beauties and bragged wildly also Reacted quickly.

It's a pity that the assassins have already seized the opportunity, and several spiritual powers sandwiched the moves that wanted to kill the opponent, and directly chopped the demon palace that hadn't been built for a long time into shattered tiles.

"Quick! Protect the king!" The elder anxiously avoided Aunt Hua and stretched out the branches and leaves with the poisonous thorns. He wanted to press the internal voice transmission order of the Sun-Eat Rat Clan, but it was a pity that he didn't have time to send the message. pain.

"Puff!"

The elder slowly lowered his head and saw a delicate black rose tearing his dantian, from where the lavender blood that belonged to the royal family flowed out.

There was a resentful voice from the Rose Flower Demon, "Elder, when I slaughtered my whole clan, did you ever think that there would be such a day?"

The flowers are poisonous. It is obviously Morten toxin that is only sold by the Special Life Alliance. Why...

The great elder looked at the cheerful and painful expression of the rose demon, as if he had seen the sea of ​​roses that had been eaten up in order to reward his soldiers for the victory.

If I knew it earlier, I should do more absolutely.

Before he died, he still had no repentance.

The same situation occurred in every corner of the Yaozu capital city. At the beginning, more than one or two races were brutally attacked by the Sun Eater Rats. Many weak monsters were exploited and persecuted, and they have been in despair all the time. They have no choice.

Now, someone is leading what they want to do but cannot do.

The cowardly demon will never waste any chance of revenge anymore.

...The king of the Sun-Eater Rats spouted blood, and there was dull pain in his heart. He looked at the smiling vixen in front of him with scarlet eyes, and quickly calmed down.

He wasn't the kind of weak person who had no strength, and he quickly reacted, covering the wound with one hand, spitting out most of the liquor, and quickly using his spiritual power in his body, wanting to return to its original form, and the Sun-Biting Rat ran away quickly.

However, when he used his spiritual power, he felt that the spiritual power in the pubic area that was about to break through to the late sixth stage seemed to be detonated in an instant. The fragile demon core cracked and the surging spiritual power became chaotic, almost Suddenly burst most of his meridians that were originally called tough.

He has no way to transform back into a demon form.

"Fuck." Sun Eater cursed lowly, "Moteng Toxin!"

"You are quite discerning."

Morteng toxin, one drop can destroy a Tier 5 powerhouse, and three drops can cause a spiritual power riot of a Tier 6 powerhouse.

The Special Life Alliance produced one drop in a hundred years, and this time gave them five drops.

Jiu Qing was not ready to talk nonsense with him, his nine tails turned from fluffy to hard, his hands turned into sharp claws, the corners of his eyes were bright red, and his lips curled up, "For my Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, die!"

When the sharp claws were about to scratch the head of the Sun-chewing Rat, Jiu Qing saw the successful light in his eyes.

"Blasting under Morteng toxin is not a loss." Sun-Biting Rat grinned, his body expanded rapidly, and his spiritual power swept through his body, almost everyone fell to the ground.

not good!

Jiu Qing's pupils tightened and roared, "Retreat!"

Her voice fell for less than three breaths, the powerful explosion carried a shock wave that was so strong that it was almost silent, the lavender blood mist exploded, and the monster palace was completely shattered into powder.

...

After a while:

"...Cough." An arm stained with lavender and red blood stretched out from under the ruins of the palace, and Jiu Qing crawled out embarrassedly, his clothes shattered into scum, and he just took one from Qiankun's bag. Split on the body.

She took a few mouthfuls, and vomited the blood clots and mud in her mouth. There were several blood scars on her white face. The most shocking thing was that there were only seven of the nine tails that were dancing behind her.

"It hurts to death." Jiu Qing said in a low voice. The whole body's spiritual power was running, and he flew into the air, his pupils turned into deep purple, his hands supported the spiritual power, Jiu Qing gritted his teeth, and his own power wiped out all the gravel. Lifted it up.

Uncle Chen and Aunt Hua also quickly recovered and helped rescue the injured.

After clearing almost the entire venue, Uncle Chen still didn't see the shadow of Uncle Zong. He frowned tightly and looked at Aunt Hua on the side with questioning eyes.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Aunt Hua was also very anxious, and the two of them searched for a while before they finally found the blood-stained Uncle Zong in a corner.

He was still awake, just speechless, surrounded by the corpses of the sun-eater.

Uncle Chen did a quick check and found that he was only seriously injured and he was relieved.

Uncle Zong reacted quickly. When the aftermath of the self-detonation hit, he quickly hid behind a royal sun-eater, avoiding most of the impact, but there was enough for him to drink a pot.

He asked the result with his eyes, and got Uncle Chen's inevitable and somewhat solemn answer, "The overall plan is successful, but the forecast of the Sun-Eat Rat King's strength is still lower, which has caused a lot of loss."

Jiu Qing also walked in exhaustedly, "Who knew that he could blew himself alive after being caught with two drops of Mortoxin?"

She was very mocking, "Not to mention that there are still most of the weak and weak royal sun-eaters in the palace. He will not even take revenge on the sun-eaters after his death."

Uncle Chen helped Zong Shu up, "In his eyes, only himself is the most important."

"Nine Qing." Aunt Hua glanced at the many broken flower monster remains on the ground, "Quickly write the news to the Special Life Alliance, and resolve the remnant party as soon as possible."

Uncle Zong made a hoarse voice like a broken bellows, "Wan Wan."

Uncle Chen hit him on the head, "I know."

One day, when this side stabilizes, they will be able to free up their hands to help Mu Wanwan them.

Uncle Zong coughed, and the animal patterns on his face were a bit dim. He barely closed his sandy eyes when he heard his assurance. To him, Mu Wanwan was a benefactor and also existed like a daughter.

He is incapable and can only do this.

I hope that the Dragon and Witch movements will be slower and give his beloved younger generation more time.

...The missed Mu Wanwan hasn't recovered from the violent tremors of the sea of ​​knowledge.

The feeling of divine consciousness was several times stronger than before. When the dragon finally pulled out the divine consciousness and no longer wanted to talk about the huge emotions, her sea of ​​consciousness was already fainted into a paste.

The divine sense that belonged to him has not dispersed yet, and the ones that are connected to her are a little bit fused. Mu Wanwan only feels that the originally weak divine sense has rapidly expanded in this short and long period of time, and has become a lot more full.

The mental senses even led her to feel weak in her hands and feet, she couldn't move at all, her back was soaked, and there was a layer of fine sweat on her forehead.

"Banwan." Maybe it is the understanding of each other's mind, or maybe it is the first time to try such a novel way of divine consciousness. While obtaining great satisfaction and spiritual satisfaction, it also seems to dimly light up a certain person. These racial talents are average, very excited, and sticky holding her.

"..." He was of amazing weight and height. He pressed on her, and Mu Wanwan felt that he was almost out of breath. His long hair was scattered around her neck and it was very itchy.

Mu Wanwan was a little weak, "loose, let go."

A certain dragon's hoarse and deliberately prolonged tail sound was heard in her ears, with a hot breath, and it lightly spilled on the side of her ears, like licking, "No."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She ducked subconsciously, and Mr. Long's lips accidentally brushed against her ears, and each person and dragon blushed immediately.

Both of them took back their spirits and couldn't see each other's flushed faces. Mu Wanwan felt that the pure and obedient dragon was gone, and struggled twice...

Mu Wanwan: "...?"

Mr. Long's muscles clinging to her suddenly stiffened, and his thin lips let out broken breaths.

"Don't, don't move." Shu Long didn't know what was wrong with him. He vaguely knew that this was a normal reaction. He would do this many times with his wife, but the wife didn't notice it.

And although he is inexperienced, he is not a dragon who knows nothing!

If two dragons hug each other without wearing clothes, there will be little dragons. He still knows this very well.

Now they are still wearing clothes and should be fine.

Mr. Long was about to die of shame, and his ears stirred the wind to cool himself down, "Baitang."

Mu Wanwan: "?"

Mr. Long plucked up his courage, finally raised his head and looked at her with a pair of brilliant golden eyes, "You can't have a little dragon before you get married."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Didn’t the original body visit Mr. Long before? Although Mr. Long hadn't woken up at that time, she hadn't walked through...

and many more.

A guess slowly rose in her heart, and she looked at him a little unbelievably.

Mr. Long kissed the corner of her wet eye, "That's not you."

Mu Wanwan bit his lip, "When..."

"Probably from the time you first nurtured Lingzhi." Mr. Long broke the tank and blew himself up and kissed her eye sockets with pity, "Such a pure soul is not the same as her at all."

When did she discover that she was not the "Mu Wanwan" who would only cry and have no sympathy?

Mr. Long closed his eyelids tightly, hiding the terrible greed under his eyes, which was discovered very early.

"you do not mind……"

Do not mind that she is just a lonely and helpless soul in another world, do not mind that she did not have such a halo before, do not mind that she has always been just an ordinary soul who loves him deeply.

"No." Mr. Long laughed, with a small pear vortex on his cheek.

She is his treasure, a unique treasure.

"So." Mr. Long pressed to her lips, blushing and whispered, "Wait for the dragon to come back and get married. Will the madam want to get married?"

Mu Wanwan's eyes were moist, and her voice was crying, "Well, marry you."

"When the dragon comes back, I want to kill the dragon. Will Madam be with me?"

"Well, together."

Mr. Long gave a chuckle, licked her lips ambiguously and boldly, "That..."

"When the dragon comes back, Madam wants to give birth to a hundred dragons, is Madam willing?"

"Hmm..." Mu Wanwan was stunned, and the tears that were about to overflow were suffocated. A sour emotion was stuck in his heart, unable to go up and down.

Big Benlong, return her touch to her!