I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mu Wanwan nodded, watching Uncle Zong's face suddenly becoming serious, but also a little nervous, "Have you not bought Jinjiang Grass and Ningxue Pill?"

Uncle Zong sighed and wiped his face with his hand, "Yes."

Mu Wanwan was a little disappointed, but it was okay, "Uncle Zong, it's okay, we can still cultivate Lingzhi."

Seeing that her first reaction was not to blame but to be relieved, Uncle Zong's expression softened a bit, "Actually, according to the past market, I can get seeds even if I can't buy Jinjiang grass."

He frowned as he said, "But this time, many dragon guards came to the auction to raise prices with each other, and the spiritual stones I brought were not enough."

Mu Wanwan said, "Dragon Guards?"

Uncle Zong said, "It's the guards of the Golden Dragon and White Dragon tribes. I guess there are some elders in their clan who want it."

"I'm not very clear." Uncle Zong sighed, "Since Master Aoqin took over the territory, all kinds of things have become more and more expensive."

Mu Wanwan's heart moved, "Uncle Zong, then... is the original Lord... a good person?"

Uncle Zong laughed for a moment when she heard her, "I haven't seen him before, but I heard that the former king was a very cruel person."

"I know a little bit." Yun'er rarely interjected, and even Uncle Zong was a little surprised at this moment, "Yun'er, you know?"

"Yeah." Yun'er smiled, "I wasn't from your Lion tribe at first, don't you remember? My father wanted to be a free orc wandering around, and my mother was with him. I remember that we just arrived in the north. In the land of humans, we just met the courtship season of the mermaid. We wanted to join in the fun, but we saw the Lord by chance."

"He took a lot of people to stand next to the beautiful mermaid princess..." Yun'er paused, as if reminiscing.

When Mu Wanwan heard her talk about Princess Mermaid, she suddenly felt as if she had been stabbed by something, and regretted why she had asked Zhalong about the past.

"Yes, Jun Shang stood next to the mermaid princess. At first he was talking, and then he didn't know what was going on, so he threw the person into the air, and then he had a fight with the mermaid."

Flew off?

That's the mermaid princess, how come Mr. Long doesn't pity Xiangxiyu so much? No wonder he is still a single old dragon for so many years.

Mu Wanwan couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, and he was inexplicably relieved!

Yun'er said that she had some lingering fears, "Fortunately, we were far away at the time. Father and the others reacted fast enough, otherwise there might be no me."

Uncle Zong touched her head, "Then you must have been terrified."

"It's okay, but it is precisely because of this incident that we randomly found a tribe to live." Yun'er bent her eyes, "I will meet you."

"Yun'er." Uncle Zong put his hands on her shoulders, and the two looked at each other affectionately.

Mu Wanwan, who was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food: "..."

She was not embarrassed to remind Zong Shu that the two of them are still here, seeing that they are still in a good relationship after so many years, and their mood is relaxed.

The two watched for a while, only to remember that Mu Wanwan still existed, and Uncle Zong was a little embarrassed.

"Don't talk about it." Uncle Zong smiled at her, took out some yellowed paper from his pocket and handed it to her, "Come on, take it."

"Pill prescription?" Mu Wanwan was not surprised, but shocked.

"Haha, you see what it is first." Uncle Zong said with a smile.

Mu Wanwan turned over, "First-order Ningxue Pill, first-order Lingxue Pill?"

"These pill recipes." Uncle Zong touched his chin, "It's the business I want to tell you today."

Uncle Zong looked up at Mu Wanwan, "Girl, although you haven't shown up and told us your true identity, we still believe that you are not a bad person, and that you have a special talent. We are also willing to take a gamble."

"When I didn't buy the pill or spirit grass at the auction, I was thinking, since you can cultivate a curse-relieving spirit plant, do you also have a certain talent in alchemy?" Uncle Zong said, "So I So I went to find a friend, and from him, I bought some things that the basic alchemist needed, and these two recipes."

"There are also seeds for the pill furnace and materials, I'm ready too." Uncle Zong took out several packs of seeds as he said, and there was also a not very big pill furnace, the green Yiding, it was not cheap at first glance.

He was talking about it. If Mu Wanwan didn't know that Uncle Zong wanted to learn alchemy by himself, he would be stupid.

She was surprised and moved, "Uncle Zong, how dare you be this?"

In fact, she and Uncle Zong didn't know each other for a long time. Uncle Zong gave both spiritual soil and Qiankun bag, which has always been very good to her. Although she knew that some of this goodness was due to her talent, Mu Wanwan still couldn't rest assured and accepted it.

Especially this time, in the memory of the original body, the alchemist is not only a profession with a high threshold, but also a profession that is particularly expensive. The spiritual grass and spiritual stones that beginners want to waste are enough to make many financial resources average. The family stayed away.

And most of the people who practice alchemy on the mainland are cultivated by people with fire roots, or some demon races and special beings who are born to control fire well. She is a wood type, and generally follows the route of providing raw materials. !

"Uncle Zong, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Mu Wanwan still knows herself a little bit. Before, I asked Uncle Zong to see if he could get the medicine for Mr. Long. After all, Uncle Zong and the others were short of money, and she had never been in contact with alchemy, in case it was wasted. Many materials are also a blow to Uncle Zong.

"Haha, you didn't take it for nothing." Uncle Zong knew she would not accept it so easily, "I'm talking about business with you girl."

Mu Wanwan was a little confused.

"We Yun'er is going to move to a store in the Human Race Market, where I opened a pill store with my friends." Uncle Zong's eyes brightened, "I think the Lingzhi you cultivated can dispel some curses. The effect, will the refined pill also have a similar effect, if it does, then we will make a fortune."

Yun'er also nodded on the side. She spoke very slowly, but she was much more convincing than Uncle Zong, "Girl, do you know the price of the current pill?"

"A Tier 1 Spirit Pill, ten pieces in a bottle, one middle-grade spirit stone. Ningxue Pill is difficult to refining, and they are all sold by piece, one piece is three low-grade spirit stones."

Yun'er smiled, "Who is not prepared to return to the spirit pill when I go out now?"

"I remember, you said last time that your lover is still sick." Uncle Zong said, "If you only eat spirit fruit like him, recovery will be very slow."

The couple sang and got together, and Mu Wanwan was really moved by what they said, "But, I'm not from the fire system."

Seeing her move, Uncle Zong stared, "Who told you that alchemy must be fired?"

"Pill fire can also be used for alchemy." Uncle Zong said, "Although the pill furnace I prepared for you is not high in rank, it contains pill fire. It is no problem to use it to make a hundred times. If pill fire When it's used up, it will be done by supplementing the spirit stone."

"When the time comes, the pill that you have refined will be sold in the shop for five to five cents, so it will always be the result." Uncle Zong said.

Mu Wanwan moved a little, and was a little worried that she could not do well.

In the end, Aunt Yuner saw her embarrassment and said, "Well, girl, you go back and try this time. If you succeed, you will keep the seeds of the pill furnace. If it fails, you will return it to us next time. "

So after agreeing with Uncle Zong to meet at the Human Race Market next time, Mu Wanwan walked out a little dazed with the recipe, seeds, spirit stones and alchemy furnace.

Before going out, she had expected that she might not get the pill this time, but she never thought that Uncle Zong would let herself refine the pill.

However, Mu Wanwan squeezed the coin in his hand, but he felt better than ever...

She was worried that it was not that Huo Linggen had a bad grasp of fire conditions, but not everyone could do it well at the beginning. Maybe Zong Shu was right, and it might not necessarily be true that she really has this talent.

Moreover, Uncle Zong is willing to invest, so why is she so unconfident? It doesn't hurt to give it a try.

If she really becomes a master alchemist, according to the alchemist's status on the mainland, maybe she can still hire someone with a pill, and take Mr. Long to escape from that depressed mansion.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan smiled, she just thinks too much, and now she hasn't even been able to refine the most basic pill.

She didn't think about alchemy anymore, and according to what she had calculated last night, she started buying things that she lacked at home.

When passing by a medicinal shop, Mu Wanwan went in and looked at it, vaguely pointed to a plant that was the same as the small purple leaf that Mengmeng pecked out of her neck, and asked the boss what it was.

"Illusory grass, used for dreams." The boss said casually, "A second-tier middle-grade spirit stone, and three third-tier spirit stones, would you like it?"

Mu Wanwan pretended to be relaxed, his fingertips shaking a little, "I just think it looks good."

"Oh." The boss was a little disdainful and ignored her.

Mu Wanwan walked out of the shop a little embarrassed...

What Mengmeng got out was hallucinogenic grass.

In other words, the dream she had entered before was true.

Mr. Xiaolong is real, and Mr. Long's previous appearance is also real.

The pain in her heart felt like being stabbed by a needle, Mu Wanwan was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses.

Mr. Long, Mr. Long.

She kind of wanted to go back quickly.

Mu Wanwan speeded up and was about to walk towards the place agreed with Hongye, but when he passed by the entrance of a restaurant, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

It's Bai Shuiyao!

She followed a tall man, dressed in silk and smiling eyes.

What's the matter, shouldn't Bai Shuiyao do hard labor in the cold palace on the edge of the forbidden ground?

Mu Wanwan felt bad, and stopped in his rush to leave, followed them into the most upscale restaurant in the market, and watched Bai Shuiyao go upstairs with the tall man.

"Guguan, please come inside." The shop second person was very polite, Mu Wanwan waved his hand, without changing his face, he picked a remote spot, ordered a pot of tea, took out two silver coins, and waved to the second person. .

Xiao Er from the shop was also very winked, took the silver coin and leaned to her ear, "What does the guest officer want to ask?"

"Who is the woman that the distinguished guest just brought with him?" Mu Wanwan pondered his words.

"Ah, did you say that the girl next to Master Ao Xue?" Xiaoer Dian rolled her eyes, guessing that Mu Wanwan is the concubine of Master Ao Xue, who is 80% romantic. After all, this is not the first time this happened. , He knew he couldn't get involved, so he vaguely went over, "I don't know about this."

It's just that Xiaoer Dian didn't expect that what Mu Wanwan wanted to ask was not Bai Shuiyao, she just wanted to know which man Bai Shuiyao had climbed under the influence of the heroine's halo.

It turned out to be Ao Xue...

She only heard Hongye's news this morning that Ao Xuehualong swallowed Fuliu, and now she knows the sad news of Ao Xue and Bai Shuiyao being mixed together.

Mu Wanwan couldn't sit still for a while, she forcibly held back her anger, "Oh, how come Master Ao Xue is attracted to such a thing, do they come often?"

The shop Xiaoer rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Mu Wan was anxious, snorted coldly, took out two more silver coins and patted them **** the table.

"I saw you for the first time today, I haven't seen it before." Xiaoer Dian smiled, "Guest officer, don't be angry."

Mu Wanwan was very annoyed, and waved his hand to let Xiao Er go down, and many thoughts flashed in his mind...

It was only in the last few days. In other words, Bai Shuiyao only just climbed to Ao Xue, and maybe not so soon to trouble her and Mr. Long. She tore her face with Bai Shuiyao last time. She thought that Bai Shuiyao would not be able to cling to a man so quickly in the cold palace where all women were. Now it seems that she is still too naive.

The halo of the original heroine will not disappear so easily.

Mu Wanwan was very confused, and according to Bai Shuiyao's must-have personality, she would definitely not let her go.

...

...

When Mu Wanwan found Bai Shuiyao's trail in the market, Mr. Long woke up too.

As soon as he opened his eyes and sat up halfway up, Mao Chiu noticed it.

Mr. Long's face was cold, his gaze swept across Mengmeng's small body, frowning, maliciously exuding a wave of coercion, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up as Mengmeng was shaking with fright.

Madam is not at home, should he kill this nasty tweet?

Mr. Long thought badly, but didn't do anything.

He has other things to do today...

He wanted to practice walking before she came back.

Mr. Long straightened out his long hair and lewd clothes, lifted the quilt, and the dragon's tail turned into his legs.

The straight long legs look no different from the past, but the walk is different in the end.

Mr. Long's face was cold and he tentatively moved his right leg, which was very stiff, as if he was bound by something.

He tightened his fingertips and tried to move his left leg again.

What he wears is a sense of stiffness that is more serious than that of the right leg, reminding him that he is an abandoned dragon.

There was no change in expression on his face, and Mr. Long did not use his spiritual power, trying hard to get out of the bed.

There was cold sweat all over his forehead, and because of the curse, he felt stagnant pain every time he moved, as if someone had tied his legs with thorns.

Mr. Long pressed his lips tightly, his emotions could not be seen in Hei Ruhan Tan's eyes. He just tried again and again. After about a few minutes, he got used to the pain of activities and slowly put his legs on. To the ground.

He wanted to stand up, but fell to the ground all of a sudden, the cold ground seemed to laugh at him...

You are just a disabled dragon.

Sadly, he couldn't even get up.

He seemed to have no ability to control the balance of his body, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Mr. Long's eyes dimmed and he mobilized the spiritual power in his body before finally standing up.

The pain did not decrease, but with the help of spiritual power, he seemed to have recovered some decentness.

Mr. Long's back was straight, he walked slowly to the side of the cabinet, his eyes touched the clothes and clothes his wife had bought for him, and his heart softened for a moment.

It turned out that she not only bought him clothes, but also clothes for him.

It's light blue, it looks good.

Mr. Long stretched out his long arms, picked up the clothes, and put them on. He wanted to close the cabinet door, but unexpectedly touched her indiscreet clothes.

When his fingers touched the soft cloth, the dragon's face suddenly burned.

When he recovered, he had already taken her clothes in his hands.

Her, her clothes.

She was not at home.

Mr. Long looked serious, staring at the clothes in his hands, as if seriously studying whether to fight the human cultivation world this month.

In the trembling and adorable perspective...

About the terrible Yilong, suddenly the corpse got up from the bed and threatened it with an indifferent sight, then suddenly fell to the ground, and got up to touch its cute owner's things, which was simply too bad.

"Choo Choo Choo……"

But Mengmeng didn't dare to say, so she could only complain to Mr. Long's behavior in a low voice.

Mr. Long shyly rubbed Mrs.'s clothes, then put the clothes back with a serious face, controlled his body, and walked a little stiffly after these two days. The longer he grows and the bigger his head is, he has been moved to the yard. Around the cub.

He just stood in front of them and watched quietly for a while.

The pain in the body accumulates more and more, and Mr. Long is already a bit unable to hold it. He wants to go back, but suddenly notices a few senses...

That is.

Three or four guards.