I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

"What is it?"

Mu Wanwan suspected that he had heard it wrong, and asked again.

Mr. Long was a little embarrassed now, but he still said in a low voice, "It means an egg."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

"What should be the meaning of someone's egg?" Mr. Long thought for a while, and carefully read and understood according to Mu Wanwan's prompt.

Seeing him so serious, Mu Wanwan also thought about it...

If the owner of this cave is called Chaos, then if they are connected, it means "the egg of chaos?"

Or "Chaos means an egg?"

Mu Wanwan pondered for a moment, feeling a small pull on her hand, "Madam."

The awkward dragon squeezed her hand arrogantly, "Go to sleep."

He didn't want to continue to talk about the contents of this stone wall. What if he didn't know the madam to reveal it?

But what to be afraid of is the law that has not changed for thousands of years. Mr. Long heard his little lady ask in the next moment, "Mr. Long, what are the two words you know?"

The dragon was a little flustered, and he was silent for a second.

Long thought he had a cold expression and an indifferent voice, "You, you speak first."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

"It's Chaos." Mu Wanwan's voice fell, and she felt that the gentle strength that originally held her hand suddenly increased, causing her a little bit of pain.

But soon, the dragon let go, and under the faint light, Mu Wanwan only saw a pale shadow.

Soon, the faint light disappeared, and Mu Wanwan couldn't see anything.

"What's the matter?" After she finished, the painful hand that had just been pinched was gently pulled up, and a warm and soft touch came from it.

Mr. Long kissed her fingertips, his voice was sad and guilty, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt at all." Mu Wanwan probably guessed a bit, stretched out his other hand to hold his tightly, and walked forward in the dark until he reached his chest, "Mr. Long, Chaos is someone you know. ?"

After waiting for a while, Mr. Long did not speak. Just as Mu Wanwan wanted to divert the subject, he listened to him say, "Yeah."

"Chaos, it should be a monster."

For one, he has never admitted to be his father's monster.

Mu Wanwan had never heard Mr. Long speak in such a sad tone. She felt a pain in her heart. She clasped his fingers, carefully pampering his emotions, "Well, that must be a very good monster."

A little warmth fell under his eyes, and Mr. Long put the person in his arms.

He hugged her quietly for a while, then kissed her on the cheek without holding back, "Do you want to know?"

Mu Wanwan shook his head, "No, I'm a little tired."

Needless to say, in fact, Mu Wanwan could guess a little bit, but they had gone through so many things together, but he had never been so sad.

If I say it again, it must not be a pleasant memory.

After she finished speaking, she simply pushed the dragon away, and took out a very old and old wooden bed from the mustard space that was about to collapse. She took the quilt and laid it out, pulling him to sit on the side of the bed.

Mu Wanwan put a pillow into his arms, "I am sleeping here."

"Okay." Mr. Long stroked her cheek. In the dark, he could see her expression clearly.

There is no reluctance, and no displeasure.

She hugged the pillow with one hand, and the other hand pulled him tightly. As long as he gently moved her finger, she would immediately open her eyes in worry and look for him blankly.

just like.

He is her most treasured treasure.

This recognition made his heart hot, and his eyes were full of possessive desires that were suppressed and dare not expose in front of her.

He, he is no longer alone.

Would Chaos be happy if he knew it?

Mr. Long's ears trembled, and he knew too little about the monster.

The memory of being a little dragon gradually faded in these years of wandering and wandering, even if the monster was ugly, he almost couldn't remember his appearance.

He only remembered that he was covered with deep black scales and four ugly horns on his head.

When I said to him, "You are a dragon", he looked very serious.

On the stone wall, if the monster left it, it should be a very gentle meaning, right?

For some reason, he felt sad, as if he was about to lose something important.

Time gradually changed very late, and Mu Wanwan squeezed his hand loose.

She is so tired that she has fallen asleep.

Putting the pillow in his arms, Mr. Long changed his movements lightly.

So Wanwan, who slept soundly, had a nightmare again. He dreamed that he had become a weak and helpless cat, chased and killed by a dragon. Not only was he bitten on the back of his fate’s neck, he was also severely pinched. Got a shaggy waist.

In short, it is very uncomfortable.

After struggling twice, something cold fell on his face, a bit like the tears of an evil dragon.

She didn't struggle anymore, like silently comforting the dragon behind her not to cry.

The evil dragon's nasal sound was very heavy, but it was slow, and no tears were shed.

On the stone wall, the engraved mark is still very clear, and the Wu Clan is imprisoned, almost unconscious in the chaos, and it is rare that when it seems to be exhausted to the verge of collapse, he had a dream that made him relax...

It was a weather with almost no light. After turning into a monster and hiding in the abyss for decades, he changed shifts with a monster controlling the sea monster, wandering in the deep sea wantonly.

Chaos was born with inherited memories, and he could also approach dangerous places on some continents, where occasionally some chaotic auras that were nourishing for him would occasionally drop.

This time, he just wanted to find some "food."

However, why did the chaotic aura he had cultivated for so long disappeared at all?

Chaos squinted his eyes like a copper bell, and quickly swam to the edge of the broken continent.

Amidst the turbulence of ravines and fragmented space, he saw an egg.

One, small, with a little pattern cracked on it, and the shell is a golden dragon egg.

Chaos cursed in a low voice, and saw that the scattered chaotic air currents around it were all absorbed by the little guy inside along the cracked seam, and his angry beard was crooked.

It's a little guy with strong vitality, in such a broken space, he can still live like this.

Chaos touched his chin, "It doesn't matter, I will pick you up and eat it."

He barked his teeth as he said, and fished the egg back fiercely.

From faltering, about to fall to the location of space debris.

But if he went back, he would eat with the monster. Chaos touched his stomach, he simply sat on the spot and violently stretched out his paw to knock on the egg.

His claws are sharp, and the gap in the egg is getting bigger and bigger. Just when he was about to knock it down hard, a small sound came from inside.

It seems to be the little guy who hasn't fully formed yet, the desire for life.

The paw could not be knocked down, instead, many Chaos True Spirits were pasted to replenish his shell.

Chaos was very angry, but the scales opened happily.

What happened later and later?

Two of the four horns of Chaos, who was about to lose consciousness after being sucked, had broken two, and he looked like a very ordinary horned monster.

His consciousness is a little fuzzy, he is old and can only remember a little bit, by the way...

In his own territory, he found a sea stone to chisel open, and put the dragon egg in it.

He had just learned to record during that time, and he even carved a line of characters.

"Chaos, on a very nice day, I picked up a very beautiful dragon egg."

The dream was a bit too long, he seemed to see the little dragon cub that was only one meter long.

"Are you going to collapse?" Wu Yao stood in the place where Chaos was imprisoned, looking at the old monster in front of him, his scales were already gray, and his horns were glowing with a faint golden light until now there is only a fragile layer left. The empty shell.

"After all, we have been arrested only a few decades after birth. It should be considered obsessive to be able to survive now." Wu Yao felt the powerful energy gradually permeating from his body, and looked at him, although he was old but still huge. Chaos Beast.

Chaos raised his eyelids, feeling that he was dying, but he didn't worry about what happened after he died.

Inheritance memory told him that the chaotic world was conceived and his strength was weak, but his soul was precious. When he was about to die, his body returned to chaos and waited until the next birth.

A hundred years after his death, a new chaos will be born, but the chaos at that time will no longer have anything to do with him.

Every chaotic life is theirs.

The consciousness gradually became clear, and Chaos seemed to have seen the wailing dragon, who was bullied by other monsters and bitten off the scales. He was very sad and turned into a very small child, crying and asking him.

"Am I a monster?"

At that time he said to him very seriously, "You are a dragon."

"But, I am weak."

Chaos saw his bright eyes, and before he could say another word, he was called away by the shift monster.

He never had a chance to tell him...

It is between heaven and earth, and you are the only five-clawed golden dragon between heaven and earth.

It is very precious, very precious, very powerful, very powerful dragon.

Don't feel inferior. Next time someone scolds you, just tell me and we will fight back together.

Later.

From the witches who liked to talk to himself in front of him, he knew that Xiaolong had grown up and became a king. Later, I was too impulsive and fell into this field in order to save him.

Chaos really wanted to beat him.

Later, I heard that he had a little lady who didn't dislike him.

Will you never be lonely anymore?

Really.

"great."

Chaos closed his huge eyes, and the white scales that were gradually falling off from his body fell on the ground and turned into dots of chaotic airflow.

Wu Yao was shocked first, and then turned into ecstasy.

Before the Chaos Beast dies, its body will turn into a chaotic air current!

Wu Yao wanted to melt all the chaotic air currents into his body, but those air currents seemed to be conscious, floating beside Chaos, as if they were guarding his last dignity.

The chaotic nucleus shattered, and he slowly closed his eyes. The airflow formed by the corners and scales tore open the space, and disappeared into Wu Yao's eyes along with his fast and weak body.

"Fuck?" The duck with its mouth flew away, and Wu Yao was furious and furious. He twisted his face ferociously, exploded with poison, and splashed onto the cage.