I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mu Wanwan was silent for a second when she heard what she said, and thought of the thin guy who was selling cute and rolling at home, and said, "It's okay, it's very fresh."

"Yes, it's very fresh, but after all, it's a mortal thing. There will still be a lot of impurities when you eat it. If you eat it occasionally, it will be enough." Hongye said, and said a little excitedly, "Madam, after I finished pulling the **** yesterday. , I sent a few to the housekeeper Chen's mother beside the forbidden ground. Guess who I saw?"

Mu Wanwan frowned, "Bai Shuiyao?"

"Haha, it's her." Hongye smiled and looked very gloat. "She was as proud as she was when I was with my brother. When I went yesterday, she was watering the vegetable garden, wearing coarse clothes, with a sullen face."

"I think she was deceiving when she said there were treasures."

Mu Wanwan listened to Hongye's words, but did not answer. She estimated that Mushan might give Bai Shuiyao some treasures, but the level was definitely not too high, otherwise with Bai Shuiyao's temperament, she should have turned over now. But her biggest reliance is not the treasure given to her by the shepherd, but the golden finger of her as the heroine.

Mu Wanwan is a little grateful that now Bai Shuiyao has been punished and sent to the forbidden palace where she is all women. That manager Chen's mother is also a fierce personality and crushes her to death. After all, as long as there are men, there is Bai Shuiyao. Give full play to the space of the halo of the heroine of the r text.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Hongye thought she was not interested in this topic, so he didn't continue. The two went to the fair of the elves in silence and separated as before.

Having agreed on the time to go back, Mu Wanwan carried the bag and paid the entrance fee and entered the market.

It was not too early for her to leave tonight, and many people had already arrived in the market.

After thinking about it, Mu Wanwan decided to find a place where people could make do with to sell the food first, but today there are a lot of people, and she has found a lot of places along the way, but there is no room.

Mu Wanwan sighed, decided to forget, and gave all the dishes to Uncle Zong to eat.

She smelled all kinds of food all the way, and walked to the dwindling alley.

When Mu Wanwan walked to the door of his shop, he watched the shop front door half-open, and could vaguely hear the quarrel coming from inside, "Brother, why are you so obsessed!"

"When is it your turn to take care of my business?"

Mu Wanwan accidentally listened to both ears, feeling that he was here at an untimely time, turned around and wanted to leave, and come back later.

But before she took two steps, she saw a tall, angry orc slammed out of the shop. He looked three points similar to Uncle Zong, but looked younger, and had three beast patterns on his forehead. Dao, when passing by Mu Wanwan, he gave her a fierce look.

Mu Wanwan pretended that he was just passing by and did not go directly to Uncle Zong's shop. After the orc had gone away, he turned back and knocked on the door of Uncle Zong's shop.

"Go away, it's closed today."

Uncle Zong was obviously angry too. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. His face was full of suffocation and despair. Without seeing who it was, he left a roll.

Mu Wanwan was a bit speechless, thinking that Uncle Zong relied on himself to be close to Tier 4, and his strength was not bad among the elves, so he dared to be so fierce, right? She was a little helpless, "Uncle Zong, it's me."

As soon as her voice sounded, Uncle Zong was stunned, then raised his head with joy, "It's you!"

Mu Wanwan put down the back basket, "Uncle Zong, did you forget me?"

Uncle Zong murmured, "You finally came, you finally came."

Mu Wanwan felt that something was wrong with his excitement, and watched the orc through the hood and stood up, staring at her with almost red eyes, "Did you bring the blue star grass fruit?"

Mu Wanwan didn’t know what was wrong with him, but didn’t hesitate to take out the Qiankun bag, took out the Bixingcao and Baizhenguo fruits that had been arranged last night, and put them on the table in front of Uncle Zong. .

Uncle Zong couldn't hide his joy, grabbed a handful of Bixing Grass and Baizhen Fruit, took a deep look at her, and immediately opened the curtain and left.

Mu Wanwan is not stupid, probably guessed a little...

Has Yun'er's body deteriorated again these days? The orc just now was Uncle Zong's younger brother, and according to the content of the quarrel, 80% of it was Uncle Zong who had done something for Yun'er these days, causing his younger brother to lose sight of it.

Mu Wanwan sighed, Uncle Zong is really a very infatuated orc, compared with the original scumbag, it is a world. When Mr. Long was defeated, Mu Mansion was implicated. In order to surrender to Ao Qin, Mu Shan decisively regarded his two daughters as abandoned sons.

Although Bai Shuiyao always said how much Mushan loved her, it was only compared with Mu Wanwan. Mushan loved him most. It is impossible for him to save his love for his love like Uncle Zong.

It was not the first time that Mu Wanwan came to Uncle Zong. She estimated that the waiting time would be a bit long, so she first sat on the bench in front of her and started observing the Lingzhi and seeds on the two rows of shelves. Up.

She wanted to take a look at the seeds on Uncle Zong's side first, and she didn't need to spend too much time later.

Mu Wanwan has already thought about it. I think it will cool down this time. I also have Mao Chiu in the bedroom. The warm stone must be bought, and there are thick clothes. The clothes she wears are a bit cooler, but in fact, she still wants to raise some spirits. Chicken cub or something.

Looking across the wooden shelves in Uncle Zong’s shop, Mu Wanwan was a little surprised to find that most of the grids that were full of her last time were empty, and the remaining grids were filled with less valuable ones. The plants of burning grass are less than the first order, and there are some seeds on the side, but there are not many left.

Are they all sold?

Mu Wanwan secretly guessed that after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Uncle Zong came out from behind the curtain in relief. Just now, Mu Wanwan hadn't noticed. The corners of his eyes were blue and black, and he was a little bit red.

"You really helped me a lot this time." Uncle Zong's voice was a little hoarse, "Thank you."

Mu Wanwan waved his hand, "Uncle Zong is polite."

"Hey." Uncle Zong sighed, the strong orc, but at this moment, it seems that there is no way to be generally decadent. He stepped forward and closed the store door and whispered, "When you came, you saw an orc going out, right? "

Mu Wanwan nodded, "Yes."

Uncle Zong smiled bitterly, "I won't hide it from you anymore."

"He is my younger brother. This time I came here to persuade me to give up Yun'er." Uncle Zong clenched his fist. "After you left before, the green stargrass fruits left behind were very effective. She woke up for a long time, even Even the beast patterns on the back that were about to disappear have improved a little. At first I thought Yun'er was about to recover."

Uncle Zong's eyes flashed with hatred, "But who knows, that curse back then, that **** witch race!"

Uncle Zong’s forehead was looming with beast patterns, and the blue veins raged, “I thought, I thought, he was just an ordinary Tier 4 witch race, and the curse he put down can **** up Yun'er’s talent at most once. Who knows, I underestimated that curse. The viciousness of the witch also underestimated the level of the witch race. The Yuner beast pattern had just regained a trace of vitality the next day, but the talent was drained again."

Mu Wanwan was frightened and couldn't help but said, "How come there is such a curse?"

Uncle Zong seems to be a lot older, "I blame me, I know she wants children, but two very powerful orcs are very difficult to conceive offspring. After decades, I thought she had given up, I I think it’s okay to have no children..."

Uncle Zong was talking and couldn't go on, but Mu Wanwan had already guessed what he wanted to express in combination with the previous curse...

Yun'er was deceived by the Wu Clan in order to want a child and was cursed.

"Lingzhi you gave me a few days ago, and she started to suffer again. I almost sold out my net worth so that she can survive till now." Zong Shu wiped his face, "I also blame me, how can I think of my brother always Thinking that I have no children, I can inherit the property that I have been born and killed for so many years in the future."

Uncle Zong sneered, "Looking at how often I enter the auction house these days, I am anxious, come and quarrel with me."

Mu Wanwan frowned, "Then, is Aunt Yun'er better now?"

Uncle Zong calmed down a bit and said, "It's better, the spiritual plant you cultivated is very effective, and it seems to be able to reduce the effect of the curse. She just ate a little and woke up."

Mu Wanwan glanced at Uncle Zong, feeling very sympathetic, but there is nothing she can do. She is currently limited in ability and can only cultivate as many spiritual plants as possible. After all, Uncle Zong is in a similar situation to her.

In fact, think about it, if Mr. Long is about to die, she will definitely not be able to stand by, and she will probably go all out to help him.

Thinking about it this way, Mu Wanwan is a bit anxious. The uncle Zong is a powerhouse of Tier 3 approaching Tier 4. He has saved a lot of babies from his birth and death for so many years, so that he can help her when her lover has an accident. He now has everything. No, in case Mr. Long had any accident, she probably could only stare.

Thinking of this level, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but sighed, but it alleviated the atmosphere.

Uncle Zong smiled, "Oh! I told you so much, I also want you to cultivate more spiritual plants in the future, I think you seem to have advanced, right?"

Mu Wanwan knew that he couldn't hide it from Uncle Zong, and didn't hide it, "Uncle Zong, I'm here to discuss with you some second-tier seeds."

Uncle Zong nodded, "The second-order Baizhen fruit and Bixingcao are better to nourish the body."

He didn't hesitate, and knew Mu Wanwan's difficulties. He only took two bags of seeds and handed them to her. After thinking about it, he took out four middle-grade spirit stones and more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag and gave them to her.

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Uncle Zong, you have given too much."

The rugged lion orc smiled, "You are rarely seen in this continent if you eat the spirit fruit that can relieve the curse. You are willing to sell me, but I take advantage of you. I have never liked taking possession of it. People are cheap."

Uncle Zong looked at her with brown eyes, "The spirit fruit you brought this time is more important to me than the money."