I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

When one person and one dragon finally finished kissing, Mu Wanwan explained the fact that the pendant and the hairpin were Uncle Zong and Jiu Qingsong respectively, and asked him if he cursed a lot better.

The dizzy Mr. Long pressed her forehead and said in a low voice that he met a special life leader on the road and helped him.

Mu Wanwan thought about the pitiful plot of the original book, and finally found such a character in his memory.

She was a little curious, "What does the leader of the special life alliance look like."

Mr. Long's eyelashes trembled, and in Mu Wanwan's expectant gaze, his fingertips slowly lit up, condensing into a human form...

The whole body is green, translucent, with eyes like blue seas, two curved tentacles on his forehead, no hair, and wearing a green gown.

It looks amazing, not ugly, and even has a strange beauty.

She had never seen a life like this, the green one was very peculiar.

But since this creature helped Mr. Long, it should be a very good existence.

She curled her lips and moved the other hand that had been held by Mr. Long. She wanted to call him Jun, but when she thought that she didn't know the name of Zhelong, she asked curiously, "Mr. Long, What's your name?"

When her voice fell, she felt that the dragon's body became stiff for a moment, and the palm of her hand became tighter.

Mu Wanwan saw his eyes light up in the night, the beginning of the golden light, and then quickly dimmed, "My name is Mr. Long."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Does she look so cheating?

Perhaps noticing her expression, a certain dragon rarely blushed and said a word of love, "I like it."

"Like you call me Mr. Long."

Do you like her calling him Mr. Long?

Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed, and her body temperature rose again.

One person and one dragon were sticky for a while, and then simply slept for a while and regained their sleep. Only then did Mr. Long cancel the effect of the night.

When Mu Wanwan checked his injury before, he untied his belt, and did some shameful things in the bed (?), so when the dark effect disappeared and Mu Wanwan's sight was clear, she Looking at a certain dragon who got up from his side, his face was hot...

He looks a little bad.

His long hair is a bit messy, and there are two half-bald plush ears on top of his head.

There was still no expression on the face, and the curse marks disappeared a lot, and she could see his appearance more clearly.

It's an enlarged version of Mr. Xiaolong, with his lips pressed, but the pink color spread all the way from the end of the eyes to the neck. His eyelashes are long and curled, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his lips are moist red.

The light black brocade robe is messy, the belt is loose, the newly bought robes are stained with dried blood, the chest is slightly open, and the faint muscle lines can be seen, the shoulders are broad, and they are thin and powerful.

He sat up halfway, looking at her with a pair of dark eyebrows no longer concealing him, and the light came in from the window, making it more and more that his face was like a crown of jade, evil and beautiful.

Mu Wanwan suddenly didn't dare to look at him.

He is just getting better, he has become so good-looking.

If he really gets better, what kind of handsome will he be like? It must be very beautiful.

She didn't know that her appearance was so alluring in the eyes of a certain dragon.

He had long black hair sprinkled on the pillow, a pair of moist apricot eyes, very curled eyelashes, clear eyebrows like a clear spring, white face, his lips turned pale red by him, and his hands were holding the quilt, quietly like a pair Smart painting.

The breeze blew in from the window, and the red Mr. Long realized that he was still a little disheveled, he subconsciously embraced Jin Yi, stood up with a blushing face, walked to the closet and took a set of clothes, and said, "I'm here. Waiting for you outside."

That back figure, no matter how a little bit of the meaning of fleeing.

But Mu Wanwan was sturdy and relieved.

She hasn't worn her clothes yet.

The door was closed, and she was the only one left in the room.

Mu Wan looked at the familiar roof, but he felt like he was in a dream.

As if the touch of his lips still remained on her lips, she stretched out her hand to cover her flushed face.

really.

Really kissed.

He no longer felt awkward, no longer pretended not to like her.

A heart’s hindsight jumped quickly, and the memory had just turned into a substantive ambiguity, and Mu Wanwan had such a clear understanding for the first time...

She fell in love and even got married.

And a dragon.

One, the awkward dragon.

...

When one person and one dragon formally packed up everything and started activities, the yard seemed very small.

Mu Wanwan wanted to go to the Piandian to wash, and he would see Mr. Long sitting in a wheelchair holding a spirit stone at the door.

Mu Wanwan wanted to take advantage of the good afternoon weather to dry the quilt in the house, and he would see a certain dragon made in fake decoration at the door.

Mu Wanwan wanted to go to the kitchen to see if Mengmeng had fed her "babies" in the past few days. He would see a lemon dragon with a deserted face sitting on a chair blocking her way.

Holding the first-order spirit fruit that she had just cultivated in her hand, she was about to add meals to the spirit chicken cubs. A little bit dumbfounded, she stood beside him and blinked, "Mr. Long, you are in my way."

He raised his eyes to look at her. In the gentle sunlight, his dark pupils were like colored glaze that refracted the halo. He turned his head slightly, as if waiting for her to speak.

Mu Wanwan thought of the scars on the dragon’s chest, and when he was in love with him, if he said that the leaking mouth would be very painful without spiritual power, he simply stuffed the spirit fruit into his hand, and then pressed his hand against Tie Bo without resistance. On the back handle of the chair.

"Come with me, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she waited patiently for a few seconds, and heard his voice, "Okay."

Mu Wanwan was a little helpless, she knew the dragon's temperament now, awkwardness was the norm, but as long as she took the initiative to approach, the dragon could no longer refuse.

He didn't know how to get along with her, and he didn't understand what to say.

But she didn't care anymore, Mu Wanwan's heart was warm, he even gave her the blood in his heart, how can he prove it?

When they arrived in the kitchen, Mengmeng was "performing."

Dafeichuu's Mengmeng, which has grown into fat, is now much larger than before, and the hair on its body is getting thicker and thicker, which is in sharp contrast to Mr. Long's half-bald plush ears.

At this moment, Mengmeng is performing the stunts she has just learned with a few hairy chicken cubs...

Fei Chuo opened his tender yellow beak and flopped his small wings twice. After holding back for a long time, he finally spewed out a small group of pale white flames.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She couldn't hold back, and asked a dragon, "Mr. Dragon, what kind of **** is Mengmeng?"

Why does it breathe fire.

Mr. Long stared painfully at Mao's exuberant hair, and silently retracted the ears on top of his head in Mu Wanwan's gaze, his voice was cold, with a bit of gritted teeth, "Bai Feng."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Did she get it wrong? This silly, cute and fat chirp who likes to behave like a coquettish girl is the legendary Baifeng Honghu?

Looking at the three hundred and sixty Thomas whirling and spitting fire in front of him, Mu Wanwan felt that his mind was short-circuited for a moment.

This must be something wrong.

"Tweet!" Maybe it was because she felt that the fact that she was Bai Feng hadn't had enough impact on Mu Wanwan, she gradually opened up a silly, white and sweet chirp.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

No, she won't accept it.

"Just started Lingzhi." Mr. Long thought for a while, and slowly added, "It's very small."

Mu Wanwan was a bit strange. When she picked Mao Tweed back for the first time, it looked like other tits. At the beginning, Mengmeng's corpse was in the basket and was almost plucked, so weak, how could it be Baifeng.

Moreover, Hongye said that it was because she had provoked Ao Xue, which meant that Mengmeng was hatched in the forbidden ground.

"Why did the Baifeng cub grow up with the **** in the forbidden ground?" Mu Wanwan dragged the big fat, which was already bigger than her whole hand.

After she finished speaking, she felt that Mr. Long seemed a bit wrong.

She saw him glance at him with embarrassment, and a little guilty, "Decades ago, when I was the leader, I went to the Yaozu."

Mu Wanwan: "?"

She suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling.

"At the time I heard that with the first crest feather of a phoenix cub, you can..."

Mr. Long was silent as he spoke, and Mu Wanwan was scratched by his heart and lungs.

It's rare that this dragon said so much at once, and what can he do with the cub's hair?

Holding Mengmeng in her hands, she simply walked up to him and squatted down to look at him.

"Your Majesty, what can you do with the cute first dumb hair?"

She raised her head slightly to look at him, the big fat tweet in her arms also looked at him with wide eyes, as if asking again: "What can the big bad dragon do with my hair!"

Mr. Long was a little hard to speak, he pursed his lips, his face was cold, "You can eat."

Mu Wanwan: "...?"

Mr. Long turned his head, covered his reddish handsome face with his big hand, and continued to make up a lie, "It's delicious."

Mu Wanwan was speechless for a while, and glanced at Mr. Long, who seemed calm, with a complicated expression. Then, thinking of something, he stuffed Mao Tweet into his hands, "You want to help me see Mengmeng."

She found the dull hair that had been removed by the scales before Mengmeng was later found by the wall. Although she hadn't recovered from the impact of Mengmeng being a white phoenix cub, she remembered the crown feathers at that time.

Looking at the awkward dragon's expression, maybe this feather is very useful.

She asked him to watch Mengmeng and wait for her here.

Even if Long was very reluctant, he still waited obediently.

He pinched the cute and plump hair, feeling as if he was sitting under a lemon tree.

As soon as I looked up, I could see a tree full of fat chirps, none of which were fluffy.

Mr. Long looked at the newly grown crown feathers on Mengmeng's head with a bit of fascination, as if returning to the afternoon long ago...

He has just become the leader, no dragon is willing to approach him, and of course he doesn't care.

Just that day.

He felt a little deserted, let go of his consciousness, and heard several single dragons discussing:

"Have you heard that the little white dragon we were following was chased by the Golden Dragon clan." said a Qinglong.

"Damn, I spent so many spirit stones and treasures for nothing." The other Qinglong guard was very unwilling.

"I know a little bit." Bai Long said, the only one among the few people. "Little Bailong sister, I know someone in my family. She said that she received the first crown feather of Phoenix. As long as she has that thing, she will definitely meet true love. "

"If you give it to her again, it will be bound for the rest of your life." The white dragon bragged not to draft, stiffly blowing the Phoenix cub's first crown feather into a representative of love.

At that time, when he heard this, he felt boring. He received his divine consciousness, but he inadvertently remembered the matter in his heart.

It turns out that as long as you have the first crest of a phoenix cub, you can meet someone you truly love.

As long as you meet someone you really love and give Guan Yu to her, you can get happiness.

He kept remembering that after many years of negotiating with the monster clan broke down, he took away their phoenix eggs and threw them in the forbidden land in the back mountain.

It has not hatched for decades.

Mr. Long looked at Mengmeng, as if he wanted to see through its stupid appearance whether it really had the ability to bring luck.

After all, shortly after he hatched, he really met her.

So when Mu Wanwan came back with a dumb hair, she saw such a weird picture...

Mengmeng was tearfully holding her hand by a dragon, and her whole hair was about to explode.

Mr. Long stared at its plump body earnestly, with a smile on his lips, as if he was looking at something delicious.

At this moment, Mu Wanwan actually believed the sentence Mr. Long said, "It's delicious."

She ran over in a hurry, "Mr. Long, you can't eat Mengmeng."

Mr. Long: "..."

He silently placed Mao Chuo, who was fainting, by his feet, and saw his little lady standing in front of him.

"Maomao." She opened her hand to him, her palm being a soft and tough young feather.

There was a sudden warm current flowing from the mouth of the heart, Mr. Long pressed his lips hard, he watched her smile at him, and there was a bright smile in his eyes.

Fingertips trembled slightly, Mr. Long raised his hand, and held Mu Wanwan's hand tightly across the young feather.

"?" Mu Wanwan didn't react, seeing him looking at herself seriously, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she was filled with emotions she couldn't understand.

"Received." His voice was soft, and his eyes flashed with golden light, "I like it very much."

Mu Wanwan: "Oh."

She hasn't figured it out until now, what the dragon is thinking, is the cute and cute hair really so delicious?

She was a little stunned, but felt that these were not important anymore, but her face was hot, and she said embarrassedly, "Then you eat."

Mr. Long: "..."

...

When one person and one dragon get along slowly, in a mansion on the outskirts of the city.

Jiu Qing was sitting right in the room.

There were two maids standing behind her. If Mu Wanwan was here, she would be able to tell at a glance that these two were the two maids who had met Bai Shuiyao in front of her in the restaurant.

"How is it?" Jiu Qing looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her voice trembling.

"Little princess, the imprint of the curse has almost disappeared." A larger maid grinned. They are all nine-tailed foxes. They have been growing up with Jiu Qing. The older ones are called Xiaoyue, and the younger ones are the younger ones. Xing, who has an extraordinary relationship with her, had also voluntarily accompanied Jiu Qing to marry in the territory of the Dragon Race.

So even though Jiu Qing is married as a dragon woman, they still like to call her little princess.

Jiu Qing's peach blossom eyes flashed brilliance, "There is still one thing left."

For the first time, Mu Wanwan gave her some Lingxue Pills and a Ningxue Pill, and later he gave her a higher-rank Ningxue Pill. There were not many, but the effect was not much different from that of Jinjiang Grass. After eating for half a month, the curse in the body gradually eased.

right now……

She rubbed her white fingers across her smooth cheeks, and Jiu Qing curled up her red lips, and she finally looked better again.

"Let me say, little princess, let's go back to the monster clan." Xiaoyue frowned, when she wanted to say something, she was glared at by the little star on the side.

She was a little bit angry, and closed her mouth in the end.

Jiu Qing raised her eyebrows, knowing what she wanted to say, and asked, "Where is your master?"

Xiaoyue narrowed her mouth and was very dissatisfied, "I have been in that slut's courtyard for half a month."

"Oh." The corner of Jiu Qing's lips fell a bit, and a deep hatred flashed across his eyes.

She really loved Ao Xue very much before, and she was humbled and willing to give her everything.

But how did he return her?

In the past half month, she has almost been practicing under the pretext of practicing, and she always walked the secret way when she went out.

She wanted to restore her appearance as soon as possible, and at the same time she had a glimmer of expectation in her heart, even thinking that if Ao Xue could change it, she would forgive him. But this half a month, he has not been here.

Even if you love again, a heart will be dying a long time ago.

The monsters take their looks very seriously. The Nine-tailed people always regard their beauty very highly. They look down on the ugly foxes in the clan, and Ao Xue has been instilling in her... "A woman without a face is not worthy of love". .

So she always thought that everything was her fault.

If she doesn't disfigure, if she doesn't change her ugliness, then Ao Xue will not empathize with her. It is normal for dragons to be greedy and unwilling to give blood to their hearts. Everyone is like this, and it doesn't mean they don't love.

But she met Mu Wanwan and the legendary monarch with terrible disabilities.

One who does not dislike her husband's ugly appearance, one who is willing to pay the most precious heart and blood.

It was also from that time that Jiu Qing realized in a daze that she had lived like a joke for so many years.

It turns out that appearance is not important, and it turns out that not all dragons are what she thinks.

In the past, she only focused on removing the curse and restoring Ao Xue's heart, but now she only feels that he is extremely dirty.

Such a stinky man is not rare for her.

However, recently there was news from the clan that the dragon, monster, and witch clan are about to make some big moves. Although her husband is very scumbag, her status in the Qinglong clan is not low.

Although she had only seen Mu Wanwan a few times, she didn't have much friendship with the dragon monarch who could only crush with powerful force.

But she still wanted to help them.

Probably, the last time she saw Mu Wanwan, she looked at her desperate, as if she had seen herself in the first place.

She couldn't get a response from Ao Xue, but Mu Wanwan got it, and she lived like she was envious.

Pressing his fingers on the red lips, Jiu Qing stood up, his big red robe raised.

She turned her head and smiled at the two little sisters who were still with her even though the nine-tailed fox clan had gradually become lonely. She curled her eyes and said, "These years, you have worked hard."

"Madam, what are you talking about." Both Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing were a little flattered, their hearts beating a little bit faster when they looked at the peerless little princess.

There was still a sporadic curse mark on her face, and the slightly tender and charming atmosphere of the year settled down, like a rich wine.

"Go, go to Baishuiyao courtyard." Jiu Qing sneered.

After a while, she took Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing to Bai Shuiyao's courtyard, and she could hear the coquettish roaring sound from a long distance away.

After being stabbed in the bottom of her heart, Xiaoyue kicked the door open angrily, and Jiu Qing saw the two rolling into a ball.

Ao Qin pressed on Bai Shuiyao, eyes full of desire, and immediately raised his head when he heard the voice, his expression was dissatisfaction that was disturbed by good deeds.

But he could see the person standing at the door clearly, and his eyes were filled with long-lost exclamation and ecstasy as if he was beloved, and Bai Shuiyao stood up.

"Ah!" Bai Shuiyao was pressed on her waist, and she let out a soft tenderness, with tears in her eyes, "Husband, the person you got it hurts."

However, Bai Shuiyao did not wait for Ao Xue, who has become more and more gentle these days, to comfort him, only to hear him say in a surprised tone, "Jiu'er, how did you get out?"

Bai Shuiyao's heart was not good, and she quickly got up from the ground, and bowed to Jiuqin standing by the courtyard gate, "Madam."

She smiled purely towards Jiu Qing, "I am the concubine of Master Ao Xue Xinna. I hope my sister will take care of me in the future."

Jiu Qing looked at her red and swollen lips, the marks of rough hickeys on her neck, and those innocent eyes, which was terribly disgusting.

"Concubine?" Jiu Qing squinted his eyes, raised his hand with a sharp purple light, Bai Shuiyao only felt a pain on his face.

She subconsciously touched it with her hand, and when the pain came, she was stained with blood.

"Ah!" Bai Shuiyao stepped back two steps, crying.

"Jiu'er, what are you doing?" Ao Xue was also a little angry, and immediately took Bai Shuiyao into her arms.

"Husband." Jiu Qing's eyes were full of deep love and injury for him. "She is just a concubine."

She was mixed with demonic moves, which wouldn't do anything to Bai Shuiyao, but it would ruin her face that made Ao Xue's head overwhelmed.

Ao Xue was angry, but watching Jiu Qing recover a lot of appearance, she didn't have that harshness.

Jiu Qing seemed to burst into laughter, and Ao Xue was in a daze.

But Jiu Qing's heart was full of hatred. Her demonic moves wouldn't make Bai Shuiyao any better, but it would only make her look more ugly.

When she almost worked out the Dragon Clan's plan from Ao Xue, it was the death date of these two people.