I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

In the Fairy Clan:

It’s still early, it’s gray, and the temperature is getting lower. It looks like it’s going to snow. Uncle Zong has postponed the opening of the shop during this period. He is only open for two hours in the afternoon almost every day, and it takes me to concentrate on preparing for the auction. s things.

But today, the shop door was knocked very early.

The orc man who is not afraid of the cold is wearing a thin animal skin, holding his wife who has recovered a lot in recent days, frowning, "Who, how early in the morning."

Yun'er's face has a little more complexion, perhaps after experiencing the big ups and downs on the edge of life and death, the whole person has more free and easy charm, "Brother Lei, let me go and have a look with you."

Uncle Zong had no choice but to let her, get up and put a thick fur coat on her, and opened the store door with an unhappy face.

"Uncle Zong." Feng was carrying the package and holding Lan'er's arm tightly with the other hand. He was standing at the door in thin clothes, his cheeks were bruised, very fragile.

A touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Uncle Zong opened the door, "Why are you here? Come in, it's cold outside."

Feng shook his head, his eyes touched Aunt Yun next to Uncle Zong, showing a smile, "Aunt Yun."

"Aunt Yun." Lan'er, who was pulled by Feng, also showed half of her head, her cheeks were red and swollen with tears in her eyes, she whispered.

Aunt Yun looked at the little red-eyed appearance of the child. Although ugly, she felt distressed at once, "Hey, why are you crying? Come in now."

Feng shook his head firmly, "Aunt Yun, Uncle Zong, today we are here to say goodbye."

Uncle Zong felt a squeeze, "Goodbye? Goodbye? Do you still want to go somewhere else?"

Feng and Lan'er are just ordinary elves, except that they are better at growing vegetables, and they have no talent for cultivation. At most, they can live longer than ordinary human races and have more strength, and they are dangerous outside...

But looking at the injuries on their faces, have they been bullied recently?

This thought slipped through his mind, and Uncle Zong felt very guilty. Some time ago, because Yun'er was in a bad state, and his brother kept coming to make trouble, he hardly had time to take care of these two brothers and sisters. Now it seems that they have met 80% of the time. There is no way to continue to survive in the elves.

"Are you being bullied?" Uncle Zong's expression suddenly became fierce, and the animal pattern on his forehead was looming.

Feng shook his head, "No, I just think that the elves look down on those of us who are not blessed. We might as well leave here and go to a place where life is less stressful. If someone doesn't dislike my legs, maybe they can give Lan'er. Find a sister-in-law."

He said very relaxedly, even with a smile on his face, but the bruise on the corners of his lips was so ironic.

Lan'er's tears couldn't help it even more directly, "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong, I don't want to go!"

Feng just clung to her hand tightly, her lips pressed, and the corners of her mouth that finally rose up fell a little further, "Stop it!"

Lan'er was a bit fierce by him, so she didn't dare to speak.

She didn't expect her brother to be so angry. After the ferocious dragon clan left, his brother woke up and beat her up. You know, her brother had never beaten her before, even if she took the money from the family because she wanted to eat meat. Brother Roubaozi never beat her.

Lan'er matured prematurely, so she didn't know why her brother was angry, but she didn't expect that he would be so angry and even decided to leave their home.

That was their home, even though it was sold to the rouge shop to treat Afather's illness, it was still their home. She lived here for seven or eight years and didn't want to leave at all.

But she didn't dare to say, she didn't dare to refute, because she did something wrong.

"you……"

Uncle Zong wanted to say something, but Feng interrupted him, "Uncle Zong, don't ask, it's really nothing."

Looking at his determined eyes, Aunt Yun stopped the uncle Zong who was about to be unable to bear it, and shook her head at him.

Uncle Zong sighed, "Where is the rent? Has it been refunded to you?"

"Say we leave early and don't return." Lan'er sobbed, "Brother, shall we not leave, okay?"

Feng couldn't laugh anymore, squeezing her hand tightly, and said nothing.

Uncle Zong looked at the children who had been by his side for the past two years, and he felt softened, "Well, there will be an auction the day after tomorrow. I lack a helper. You can help me this time. The auction ends before leaving."

Feng knew what he meant and glanced at him gratefully, "Uncle Zong, thank you, but I think today is a good day to set off."

He has said so, and Uncle Zong is not good to say anything. He only looks at Aunt Yun, "Wait for me."

He turned around and entered the room. After a while, he took a small Qiankun bag and stuffed it into Feng's pocket. "Uncle has nothing good, and I will give you travel expenses if you still remember uncle in the future. Lan'er came to the market to see us."

He touched Lan'er's head with a big hand, "Will Lan'er forget Uncle Zong and your Aunt Yun'er?"

"No, I won't forget it!" Lan'er was crying with a face, and threw into Uncle Zong's arms, "Woo I don't want to leave.

Feng squeezed the Qiankun bag in his hand. He couldn't say anything if he wanted to refuse. He felt that he was extremely despicable. He came to bid farewell this time. On the one hand, it was to say goodbye. On the other hand, it might not be that he wanted to take away from this elder orc. Get some life-saving things.

For the kindness of Uncle Zong, he didn't feel humiliated, he only felt self-blame.

Feng pulled the crying Lan'er, took a deep look at Uncle Zong and his wife, and left.

He carried the ashes of his parents and his younger sister beside him, and their road was still very long.

...

"Everyone is gone, don't look." Uncle Zong closed the store door irritably, pulled Yun'er back, picked a Baizhen fruit and handed it to her, "It's time to eat the fruit."

Yun'er gave him a white look, "You go to find out what's going on, and let your brother white-eyed wolf outside take care of them."

Uncle Zong scratched his head, "You don't need to say that I will go too. Big brother was not bad to us before."

Brother and sister Lan'er's father had helped them, although it was only a small favor, but in the past two years, they also helped brother and sister Lan'er secretly, but this time, if he didn't pay attention, they were forced away.

How could he not look up what was going on.

"Yeah." Yun'er was still in a bad mood. She felt tired again after eating a piece of fruit. Uncle Zong settled down and went out.

Soon after the Lan'er brothers and sisters left, there was a wave of cooling. The days of rainy days ended, and the sky fell with small pieces of snow. The auction was held as scheduled. Uncle Zong was mixed among a group of monks, carefully changing his appearance and appearance. The figure looks more like a wolf tribe orc.

The auction didn't last long. Uncle Zong, who looked like a wolf, walked out with an unpleasant face, and happened to run into the proud dragon Jin Qiang with his face full of spring breeze.

"Sneer, the wolf tribe." Jin Qiang held a beautiful fox slave in his arms, looked at people through his nostrils, "Quickly apologize to Lao Tzu!"

"Master, don't be angry." The fox female slave looked charming, her lips were whispering, her hands gently pressed on Jin Qiang's chest, and immediately pushed down his anger, and aroused her lust.

Uncle Zong was also careless and didn't want to cause trouble. "Senior, I'm sorry, but I don't have eyesight."

"Humph." Jin Qiang kicked him, "Get off."

Uncle Zong left immediately, and Jin Qiang Chunfeng took a sip on the beauty's face triumphantly.

This time, he could spend a lot of money to buy this grinning little fairy, but it doesn't matter, Lord Jin Yan also participated in this auction, and when he vented his fire, he went to Master Jin Yan for a reward.

He has helped Master Jin Yan so much, isn't he still getting some rewards?

What Jin Qiang thinks is beautiful, just to inquire about the news that he doesn't have any contacts and understands. Naturally, he doesn't know that Lord Jin Yan, who he thinks will definitely give him grace, came back three days ago, and went with Bai Huan from the Bailong clan. Escaped from the secret realm, with the poison and devil energy of the abyss monster.

In a mansion far away from the dragon market, Jin Yan was enveloped in black devilish energy, and his skin was cracked from time to time, revealing the **** scales inside. He was half dragon and half human, embarrassed.

He was dying in pain, and his originally tough face was extremely vicious, and he yelled loudly, "Where is the man! Haven't come back yet?"

"My lord, the people who went to the auction are back!" There was a voice of joy from the maidservant outside. Jin Yan couldn't wait at all. He rushed out, turned into a dragon's claw and pinched his subordinates who participated in the auction. "Dan medicine!"

His subordinate Jinlong turned pale with pain, but he didn't dare to complain. He drew out the harvest neatly. "My lord and Bai Huan have also sent people there. We don’t have enough money, Jinjiang Grass. Half bought..."

Jin Yan's face was distorted and took a bottle of Tier 4 Ningxue Pill in his hand, and stuffed a few in his mouth. After a while, he spouted a mouthful of black blood, and the mist on his body dispersed a little, and he felt that he was relieved. , Sneered, "Heh, that kid Bai Huan..."

He didn't say anything, but grabbed the top-grade Universe Bag in the hands of his subordinates, waved his hand, "Get out."

The blood on the subordinate's shoulder was ticking, and his face was respectful, and he withdrew.

Jin Yan took out a few high-grade spirit stones from Qiankun's bag. After a while, the skin that had cracked before gradually grew healed. He summoned his spirit cloud, his divine sense probed the treasure in his Qiankun bag, and his face flashed. A touch of pain and hatred. He summoned Lingyun and went to the residence of the highly respected Keqing alchemist of the Jinlong clan.

In the Bailong clan’s territory, Bai Huan’s situation was not much better. He was even more injured than Jin Yan. This time he went to the secret realm left by the predecessors of the Yao clan. Not only did he not get any precious cultivation methods, but he also encountered six. The power of the Wu Clan and a group of fourth-order abyss monsters almost failed to give their lives.

"Jin Yan..." Bai Huan's lips overflowed with black blood, and she pinched the pill taken back by her subordinates, her eyes filled with anger.

When he gets better, he must find Jin Yan to settle the accounts.

Without mentioning how the two poisoned dragons are going to kill each other, Mu Wanwan is caught in a difficult problem...

Because Mao Chiu likes to step on Mr. Long when she is not paying attention, and he has not changed after repeated teachings.

Mao Chiu is very spiritual, and he has been fed well during this period of time. The hair is much plump and the small scarf is brighter than before. These days, he is very proud.

The bought spirit eggs eventually hatched out of three little chicks. The miraculous thing is that all the hatched eggs survived. After eating the spirit fruits for a few days, they have grown down.

The chicks are a little bigger than the modern chicks. They are covered in milky white and custard down. They are very cute. What's more amazing is that they all agree that Mao Chiu is their mother!

Every day, I followed Mao Chuo to learn to walk. Considering that they are still very young, Mu Wanwan simply made a big basin in the house as their nest.

Little spirit chicken cubs are not dirty, but they are not as clean as the chirps that love to be clean. They always get some dirt when they jump on the ground every day.

So there was such an awkward situation...

The weather was good today, and Mu Wanwan took out the quilt covered by Mr. Long's body, and then wanted to bask in the sun, so he wanted to cultivate seeds in the yard.

After she has been busy for two or three hours, she will return to the house.

It was discovered that Mao Chiu was jumping on Mr. Long with three chicks.

They had mud on their feet and gray on their wings. Mu Wanwan also saw a little chicken cub diarrhea on his chest.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

"Mengmeng!" Mu Wanwan became a little angry, and quickly grabbed a few stumbling dumplings, and angrily tied them in the frame, even if the initiator Mengmeng opened his eyes and "tweeted" to sell cuteness. Can be spared.

Mu Wanwan tied it to the diarrhea little chicken cub, and let it experience what it means to have trouble and smell together!

Then she walked to the bed and looked at Mr. Long, who was pale and frowned...and the dirt on his body was in a cleaning problem.

She has been here for more than a month, and she hasn't really showered him, usually scrubbing, but fortunately, he is not very dirty.

But this time, Mu Wanwan felt that if she didn't give him a bath, she couldn't make it through her heart, not to mention that she would sleep next to him at night.

"Mr. Long, should I take a bath for you?"

Mu Wanwan looked at his dirty ears and said in a low voice.

So when he woke up, a certain dragon, who had not disliked the hairballs, was stunned...

In this embarrassing situation, did he wake up and wash himself, or pretend to be unconscious and let his wife wash him? .