I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

The next day, Mu Wanwan got up with aching body. Mr. Long was no longer there. She rubbed her uncomfortable shoulder, and after a simple wash and change, she turned back to tidy up the bed.

She straightened her waist and saw that there were a few night pearls embedded in the mountain wall, and she could see the imprint on the mountain wall that was difficult to recite yesterday.

There was a layer of water stains on it, slowly shed, like parting tears.

Mu Wanwan suddenly thought of the tears of the evil dragon last night. She thought about it, and took out the pen and paper from the mustard space and recorded all the words.

In fact, her cultivation base is so high that she won't forget it if she read it a few times, but she decided to write it down.

Maybe in the future, I can meet people who know these words.

Yesterday, Mr. Long's performance was abnormal. Mu Wanwan guessed that "chaos" meant a lot to him. Would he be happier if he knew the meaning of these words?

"Tweet!" Halfway through Mu Wanwan's writing, Mengmeng rushed out of the cave like a small cannonball, and fell to the ground with black fur.

Its little scarf has lost a lot of hair, and it has been fed well by its father (?) Mr. Long recently, so it grows more and more round and round.

"Tweet!"

It is like this every morning. It is full of energy and wants to play in the mustard space for a while. To be precise, it wants to go to the mustard space to play with the spirit chicken cubs.

"Come on." Mu Wanwan took out three first-order Baizhen fruits, let Mao Chuo hold them, and put them into the mustard space.

Mao Chuo likes the spirit chicken cubs very much. Now those little chicken cubs have not grown much, but they are getting bigger and bigger, so they really look like their fathers!

In this regard, her old mother has nothing to do. Mr. Long has said it several times. Although Mu Wanwan feels that Mr. Long has no right to say Meng Meng, but every time Meng Meng turns his head and uses Ass faced Mr. Long's handsome and slightly distorted face.

The old father seemed to be at a loss.

Thinking of him, Mu Wanwan raised the corners of her lips, speeding up the movements in her hands.

So when Mr. Long finished his inspection and came back with new food, the fragrance of the pill was already floating in the cave.

I don't know if it was because of the awakening of the divine consciousness in advance, even if she could not guide the divine consciousness to see things temporarily, but the peeling of the pill fire and some impurities was much better than before.

Plus those unpalatable "tonics" Mr. Long brought back.

Yes, now Mu Wanwan has admitted that the slimy thing is a tonic.

Although the taste is difficult to describe, it is still very good for removing some impurities in the meridians. The one Mr. Long brought back from the beginning was the most precious and rare.

He didn't go out for a long time, even if Mu Wanwan's speed was very fast, he could only refine one furnace of Tier 3 Snow Condensing Pill and two furnaces of Tier 3 Spirit Returning Pill.

As for the advanced version of the solid **** pill that she finally thought of yesterday, she has no way to refine it for the time being.

"came back?"

Hearing the sound of water coming from outside, Mu Wanwan installed the newly-made Tier 3 Spirit Pill, and hung two of them with spiritual power.

She walked outside quickly, watching Mr. Long's hair still wet, "Take the pill first."

Mr. Long obediently swallowed, and handed her what was in his hand, "It's edible."

Mu Wanwan took it and handed him the veil.

"What is today?" She looked at the things Mr. Long brought back, a little curious.

"A normal shrimp."

When he said that, Mu Wanwan didn't believe it. He opened the tightly wrapped bag and found that there was only crystal clear shrimp inside. He raised his eyes and glanced at him.

It is probably not a good-looking thing.

"Wait later, it's still early." Seeing Mu Wanwan's appearance that he was about to continue making alchemy, Mr. Long, who had wiped halfway, couldn't help but stretched out his long arm and took her arm, "Madam."

"Ok?"

Mu Wanwan saw him leaning close, bending down, her thin lips printed on the corners of her lips.

She blinked, holding the shrimp in one hand and pressing his arm with the other, and kissed his slightly cold lips.

"Yeah..." Mr. Long was a little embarrassed, the big palm pulled the long hair on her temples behind her ears, his eyes dodge a little.

He actually wanted to discuss something with his wife.

The pronucleus in his body is about a little short of the last, so it can be fully connected, the spirit stone is enough, the curse is reduced a lot, and there are many very stubborn, but it gave him inspiration when he was surrounded and suppressed last time...

Forcing those curses around the scales can also be his weapon.

If so, his strength is not afraid of heads-up.

It's just that I want revenge, it's a bit too close.

hold on.

Now his success rate of breaking through the forbidden area alone is only 50% or 60%, but within a few days, he will be able to increase to 80% or 90%.

At that time, he will take her with him.

Wait for him to break through.

Just make up for her the most grand ceremony in the world.

Strictly speaking, they haven't paid a visit yet.

Mr. Long's lips moved slightly, and there would be no way to give birth to a dragon without a court visit or a life and death contract.

And he is still studying, the wife is also a little fragile now, he may make her very uncomfortable.

If he didn't die in the forbidden area this time, he must tie her to the bed.

Human repair life is very short.

But his is very long.

Even if she doesn't want to, she still has to entangle her spiritual consciousness, make a great deal, and live forever.

If he died...

Mr. Long didn't want to think about it. He was a bit fierce, and his light-colored lips were stamped on her lips aggressively.

Mu Wanwan felt that he was a little unexpectedly active today, his heartbeat was a little faster, and he was not awkward, and reached out his arm around his waist.

But it didn't take long for one person and one dragon to get tired of crookedness before the Qinglong Voice Transmission Ling rang again.

Mr. Long straightened up, his long eyelashes lowered, and the two walked into the cave and heard Bai Huan's voice from the sound transmission on the bedside, "Master Aoqin, the Special Life Alliance will approach the border of their territory before. It has become their territory, and our people cannot enter."

... Bai Huan stood in a slum that he didn't want to set foot in in the past, looking at the enchantment set up by the king, a group of special beings ordered to guard, secretly relieved.

He is not of the Azure Dragon clan. Although Ao Qin promised to distribute some flesh and blood to the Bailong clan after the blood sacrifice, he knew in his heart that the Eight Achievements were only a little bit. Although his Bai Huan’s status in the Bailong clan was high, it was impossible for him to pass Bailong Elder Long's, at most one-fifth, I'm afraid it's useless at this point.

So in fact, he wasn't very happy to participate in this round up. Now that he has something to do with the Special Life Alliance, he is even more unhappy.

He was pitted by Jin Yan last time, and his strength has not been fully recovered until now. This time it was also threatened by the alchemist in the clan, and he just came.

"Haha." Jin Yan, who was also leading the team next to him, was full of disdain, mocking Bai Huan, "So the Bailong clan are all timid dragons like you who are unwilling to complete orders."

"What the **** are you talking about?" Bai Huan couldn't help it anymore, and the two dragons seemed to be quarreling again.

The special beings watched indifferently. The five elders of the Azure Dragon tribe were the oldest. They pulled the two dragons apart and walked respectfully to the special life of a plant family headed by them, "This..."

"Mattengcao." The special life with purple-green body and four-piece vines spoke.

Moteng!

Bai Huan and Jin Yan looked at each other, then quickly looked away.

Moteng is the top special life in the mainland, and the strength is the strongest in the special life alliance. It is said to be stronger than their leader Jinjiang.

What does that waste dragon have to do with the Special Life Alliance? Why is it now sheltered?

Bai Huan looked at the guards, jealousy and incomprehensible light flashed through his eyes, why would the special life alliance, which has never interfered with mainland affairs, choose to bless such a useless dragon.

If they really did it for the waste dragon, why didn't they help him in the first place?

Bai Huan was puzzled. Hundreds of guesses flowed through her heart, while the five elders of the Qinglong clan stepped forward.

"Senior Moteng, I am the fifth elder of the Qinglong tribe. This place was originally the territory of our dragon tribe. I wonder if you can let us pass?" The fifth elder felt a little bit distressed when he heard Moteng's name, and his tone was better than usual. Respectfully.

Mo Tengcao has lived for tens of thousands of years, and doesn't care about him at all, "No."

The fifth elder's nose was almost crooked, but he still resisted his anger, "But Senior, this was originally the territory of our Dragon Race."

"Oh." Mortencao raised his eyes and glanced at him, "but it's not anymore."

The Fifth Elder's complexion was distorted, and scales appeared on his forehead, "Senior, I said very well, you don't let it, is it because the disabled waste dragon that betrayed the dragon clan is behind this enchantment?"

He held back his voice, on the verge of exploding.

"So what?" Moteng glanced at him obliquely, as if it was so annoying and annoying, as if he was saying, "If you have the ability, you'll have to beat me."

"you!"

The Fifth Elder is also a master who has never been angry, his head is hot, and he has turned into a dragon and bit the past.

Bai Huan and Jin Yan took two steps back, the fifth elders are stupid, they are not stupid, the fifth-order consummation and the sixth-order consummation are not so fast to find death.

At the moment it was bitten, Morgan Grass sneered, and its body quickly expanded and enlarged, and it changed back to its main body in just a short time...

A vine with one hundred and eighteen vines, each one or two kilometers long, a dozen vines twisted crazily, and the cyan dragon flew to the ground in just three breaths.

The interior of the Morteng was large, and it flew directly above the boundary barrier, and the vines covered with poisonous thorns waved like a silent warning.

The five elders were embarrassed and transformed into human form, bleeding in the mouth and nose, and his vicious eyes were pierced by Bai Huan and Jin Yan, who were looking at him. "What are you trying to do? Please inform Master Aoqin that there is a great possibility of the waste dragon. ."

Bai Huan didn't argue with him, only pressed the Qinglong voice transmission order on his wrist.

At the same time, in the Special Life Alliance:

The gleaming leader is communicating with his disciple.

Leng An also asked the same doubts in Bai Huan's heart, "Master, why do you want to help the Dragon King?"