I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

This was the first time she saw the dragon that had always been cold and seemingly domineering, and she shed tears.

The crystal clear, warm, fell from his dark eyes.

She could only see the sadness and guilt that could not be concealed in those eyes.

Mu Wanwan felt at a loss for a moment.

She lowered her head, but still didn't want to let go of the hand holding his shirt. She just said over and over again, "You said you wanted to take me away."

Since she said she was going to take her away, she couldn't be shaken so easily.

The wrist was gently held, and Mu Wanwan watched as her dragon trembled and her long eyelashes lightly trembled, and stretched out a large hand to caress her cheek, as if exhausted all his energy.

Jiu Qing also reacted. Her peach blossom eyes were full of scorching anger. Regardless of the body that had not fully recovered, she stretched out her white palms and grabbed it into the air in front of Mu Wanwan, with blood overflowing from her lips.

The gusty wind was everywhere, the space around him fluctuated, and the figure of Mr. Long, who had been hiding, slowly appeared in Jiu Qing's eyes.

One, a dragon that completely hides its breath and requires her to spend a lot of money to see.

Mu Wanwan was a little unstable by the wind, raised his hand to block the cold wind coming from the seat in front of him, and saw Jiu Tian's dress flying around.

"It turns out that you are here too." Her cold gaze swept across Mr. Long. Her heart was full of complicated feelings of not knowing whether she wanted to test or verify something, and said softly and mockingly, "She is such a good girl, I like it very much and I want to take her away."

Mu Wanwan widened his eyes slightly, a little bit unable to believe what he heard.

The next moment, she saw Jiu Qing's small gaze looking at her, and she felt bitter, dumbfounded, and a little anxious...

How does Jiu Qing like her, just want this dragon to take her away?

They have run out of time and can't delay it any longer.

When Jiu Qing's voice fell, Mr. Long's body was obviously tight for a moment.

His handsome expression was distorted for a moment at this moment. He looked up at the beautiful and incomparable little princess of the Nine-tailed tribe, but his dark eyes were already faintly red.

With eyes facing each other, Jiu Qing saw him look up, even more fierce and paranoid than the wolf cub.

When Mr. Long recovered, he found that he had already subconsciously grasped Mu Wanwan's hand tightly...

He is so selfish that even women are jealous.

Jiu Qing raised his hand rather boringly to wipe the blood from his lips, "Tsk."

She smiled at Mu Wanwan, walked to her, pulled a jade bracelet from Haobai’s wrist and stuffed it into her hand, "I am beautiful and have spirit stones, and my talent is not bad. It is more reliable than a beautiful male dragon. Too much. If you regret it and break it, I will take you away at any time."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at a dragon provocatively.

Mu Wanwan felt that certain dragon was holding her hand tighter. She quickly glanced at Jiu Qing, took out the medicine that she had prepared for her and Uncle Zong, and grabbed Jiu Qing's hand. "This is a pill, and some are prepared for Uncle Zong of Hua Yun Yao Shop, please trouble Jiu Qing you..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a big but gentle force wore on her waist.

She was beaten up and hugged by Mr. Long.

In the next instant, a violent sense of weightlessness came, and Jiu Qing's face seemed to be shrunk many times. The cold wind whistling in his ears because of the fast moving, Mu Wanwan closed his eyes subconsciously, and his long hair was blown away by the wind. , With blurred vision, it seems that I have seen a sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

"Hold tight."

Mr. Long's voice floated from afar, and Mu Wanwan heard the long chant of dragons coming from afar, and the familiar scene made her feel tight.

Are the people of the Azure Dragon Clan overtaking it? Will they be overtaken?

Mu Wanwan didn't hesitate, she hugged Mr. Long's neck tightly, and saw golden white scales gradually appear on his face, as well as broken horns and bald ears that he hadn't seen for a long time.

She saw his legs turn into dragon tails, and half of the tail tip disappeared.

He held her while flying fast, and the half-bald hair on his ears swayed with the cold wind.

Perhaps he cared about her gaze, Mr. Long pursed his lips and looked down at her rather uncomfortably.

Mu Wanwan was about to be **** to death by this dragon, what time was it, he still cared about his image.

Not to mention that he has no image in her for a long time, won't he become a dragon running?

"cold?"

Seeing her staring at him, Mei Nan felt very guilty for taking people away by force. He lowered his head slightly, the broken dragon horns glowed brightly, and gently touched Mu Wanwan’s forehead. A transparent aura was covered all over his body to isolate all the cold wind from the outside world.

There are still a little teardrop hanging on his eyelashes, hitting the aura mask, ripples in layers.

Mu Wanwan was angry and felt warm in her heart. She was very anxious, "I'm going to run in its original form, and I'll be caught up soon!"

Mr. Long bends the corners of her lips and kissed her lips gently through the aura.

Mu Wanwan only had time to see the killing intent flashing in his eyes, and felt a thick black mist floating in front of him.

A low dragon chant came from under him, and the heaven and the earth seemed to dim in an instant.

The originally gloomy sea of ​​gray clouds was surging, and Mu Wanwan only saw the two huge plush ears next to the abrupt corners in front of her. She felt that her whole body was quickly shuttled between the clouds, although it was tightly locked by the aura. It would fall, but Mu Wanwan still subconsciously grasped the huge, white, half-bald ears.

The start is a soft touch, she can bury the whole person in it.

Mu Wanwan felt very happy while she was nervous to death. She clutched Mr. Long’s fur tightly, and she felt that her ears were full of voices coming from all directions. Between the sea of ​​clouds, she could see bunches of malicious people. eye.

Mu Wanwan frowned tightly, hating her incompetent for an instant, she bit her lip, thinking about what she can do now...

By the way, the Qinglong voice transmission order Jiu Qing just gave her.

Mu Wanwan pierced his finger and quickly squeezed out the blood to recognize the Qinglong voice transmission order.

Almost at the same time, Ao Qin's angry voice rang in his ears, "The sacrifice really ran away."

Then a hoarse blue dragon's voice sounded, sounding like an elder, "He is extremely fast, at least 70% of his strength has been restored. Suddenly, all three elders in the clan are in retreat, and only the five elders of the remaining dragons can catch up. ."

The voice paused, "But the fifth elder has only just broken through the sixth rank, I'm afraid I can't beat... Your Lord."

"Damn it!" Ao Qin cursed, Qinglong's voice transmission Ling No Long continued to speak, and fell into silence.

Mu Wanwan's heart was raised and never let go...

Hearing these dragons say that her Mr. Long is so powerful, she felt a little proud.

Her dragon, even if only 70% of the strength is restored, these dragons can't do anything to him. He is no longer the little dragon cub who was bullied and could only run away.

However, she still did not put down the Qinglong voice transmission order in her hand.

She hadn't forgotten the word "blood sacrifice" that Jiu Qing said before. If these dragons had already decided to attack Mr. Long, even though he had regained some strength now, would he give up?

Mu Wanwan's palms were sweaty, anxious and afraid, so she buried herself in Mr. Long's giant ears and rubbed it to relieve the pressure of waiting.

But she didn't know that Mr. Long's ears were very, very sensitive!

Although it is huge and not as sensitive as in human form, it is also a very fragile part.

Mu Wanwan's strength to grasp Maomao is not too big, just staying in the part that makes the dragon feel very much, plus she is buried in the whole body, in short, is...

Very exciting, very exciting.

The trajectory of the huge Mr. Long's flight is a bit curved, and the speed is much faster than before.

So Mu Wanwan, who was clutching Maomao, heard a still young Qinglong yelling in the voice transmission order: "Sun, the speed of the king has become much faster, and now he is almost out of sight!"

Mu Wanwan was startled, and wondered if Mr. Long was about to start showing off?

Is he better than she thought?

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, and felt a little distressed when he thought of the guilt in his eyes just now...

This dragon is afraid that it is not because of misunderstanding about her.

She didn't have as hard as he thought.

Coming to this world, with him, with tweeting, life is no longer the seemingly busy but lonely death, even if there is death and abyss that cannot be avoided, she can accept it and go away with joy.

Mu Wanwan stood on Mr. Long's head, and gradually couldn't see the roaring green dragons when she turned her head, but her heart was a little uneasy.

"Master Aoqin, I can't catch up."

A blue dragon uttered a sound, and Mu Wanwan heard Ao Qin's angry whisper, "Retreat below the fifth level, to the guards of the entrances of the forbidden areas."

He breathed a sigh of relief in my heart. Before Mu Wanwan could be happy, he heard his grinning voice, "The three elders of the Jinlong clan in the late sixth stage happened to return from experience, and they are just facing the waste escape."

The pupils tightened, and Mu Wanwan immediately closed the voice transmission order, and said anxiously toward Mr. Long's half-bald ears, "Quick, change direction!"

"Mr. Long!"

When her voice fell, Mr. Long immediately turned over, Mu Wanwan was a little dizzy, she hugged his plush ears tightly, only feeling that the dragon under her was faster than before.

The ears exploded and the eardrums were about to shatter and roared, Mu Wanwan fainted, and the spiritual power shield split in half. She couldn't help but look back, only to see that the place where they were still staying at the last moment aroused a large group of fire. Golden flames.

The three golden dragons who did not know when they appeared opened their huge mouths and yelled at them.

A moist touch came from the side of her face, Mu Wanwan raised her hand and wiped the side of her ear, staining her hand with blood.

The eardrum was shattered and she couldn't hear it.

Gritting his teeth and took out a bottle of pill from Qiankun's bag, Mu Wanwan swallowed two.

She is also a Tier 3 monk anyway, it's just a little pain, she must get better quickly.