I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 36|Thirty-six dragons

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Mu Wanwan was silent for a second after hearing her words. Thinking of the cute and rolling skinny chirp at home, he said, "It's okay, it's quite fresh."

"Yes, it is very fresh, but after all, it is a mortal thing. There will still be a lot of impurities after eating it. Just eat it occasionally." After Hongye finished speaking, he said a little excitedly, "Madam, I finished pulling it out yesterday. After removing the **** feathers, I sent a few to Mother Chen, the steward at the edge of the forbidden area. Guess who I saw?"

Mu Wanwan frowned, "Bai Shuiyao?"

"Haha, it's her." Hongye smiled, seeming very gloating, "She is still as majestic as when she followed my brother. When I went there yesterday, she was watering the vegetable garden, wearing coarse clothes and looking gray. ”

"I think it was a lie when she said she had any treasures."

Mu Wanwan listened to Hong Ye's words, but did not answer. She estimated that Mu Shan might give Bai Shuiyao some treasures, but the level would definitely not be too high. Otherwise, with Bai Shuiyao's temperament, she would have turned over by now. But her greatest reliance is not the treasure given to her by her husband, but her golden finger as the heroine.

Mu Wanwan is a little glad that Bai Shuiyao has been punished to go to the side hall, which is a forbidden area for women. The steward, Mrs. Chen, is also very cruel and suppresses her to death. After all, as long as there are men, There is room for Bai Shuiyao to develop her halo as an R-heroine heroine.

Seeing that she was silent, Hongye thought she was not interested in this topic, so she did not continue. The two of them arrived at the elven market in silence and separated as before.

After agreeing on a time to return, Mu Wanwan paid the entrance fee and entered the market with a backpack on his back.

She set out not too early tonight, and when she arrived at the market, there were already many people inside.

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and decided to find a place with decent crowds to sell the vegetables first, but there were a lot of people today, so she looked for many places along the way, but there was no room available.

Mu Wanwan sighed and decided to forget it and give all the dishes to Uncle Zong.

She smelled the smell of various foods and walked to the alley that was becoming less crowded.

When Mu Wanwan walked to the front of his shop, he saw that the shop door was half open, and he could vaguely hear the quarrel coming from inside, "Brother, why are you so stubborn!"

"When will it be your turn to take care of my business?"

Mu Wanwan accidentally heard something and felt that he had come at the wrong time. He turned around and wanted to leave and come back later.

But before she had taken two steps, she saw a tall orc with an angry face slamming the door out of the shop. He looked similar to Uncle Zong, only he looked younger and had a beast on his forehead. Wen was also in three ways, and gave her a fierce look when she passed by Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan pretended that he was just passing by and did not go directly to Uncle Zong's shop. He waited until the orc had gone far, then turned back and knocked on the door of Uncle Zong's shop.

"Go away, we're closed today."

Uncle Zong was obviously angry. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. His face was full of evil spirits and he was so lost that he just threw him away without even looking at who it was.

Mu Wanwan was a little speechless, thinking that Uncle Zong only dared to be so fierce because he was almost at level 4 and his strength was pretty good among the elves, right? She was a little helpless, "Uncle Zong, it's me."

As soon as her voice sounded, Uncle Zong was stunned for a moment, then raised his head happily, "It's you!"

Mu Wanwan put down the backpack and said, "Uncle Zong, have you forgotten me?"

Uncle Zong murmured a few words, "You are finally here, you are finally here."

Mu Wanwan felt that something was wrong with his excitement. Through the curtain, he saw the orc suddenly stood up, staring at her with almost red eyes, "Did you bring the Blue Star Grass fruit?"

Mu Wanwan didn’t know what happened to him, but without hesitation, he took out the Qiankun bag, took out the Bixingcao and Baizhenguo fruits that he had sorted out last night, and placed them in front of Uncle Zong on the table.

Unable to hide his joy, Uncle Zong grabbed a handful of Blue Star Grass and Baizhen Fruit, took a deep look at her, then immediately opened the curtain and left.

Mu Wanwan is not stupid, he probably guessed something——

Has Yun'er's health deteriorated again in the past few days? The orc just now was Uncle Zong's younger brother, and based on the content of the argument, it was probably Uncle Zong who had done something for Yun'er in the past few days, which made his younger brother unable to stand it anymore.

Mu Wanwan sighed, Uncle Zong was really a very infatuated orc, compared to his original scumbag father, he was as good as heaven and earth. When Mr. Long was defeated and Mu Mansion was implicated, Mu Shan decisively abandoned his two daughters in order to surrender to Ao Qin.

Although Bai Shuiyao always said how much Mu Shan loved her, it was just a comparison with Mu Wanwan. Mu Shan loved himself most. It's impossible for him to risk his life for his lover like Uncle Zong.

This was not the first time Mu Wanwan came to Uncle Zong’s place. She estimated that the waiting time this time would be a bit long, so she first found a bench in front of her and sat on it, and began to observe the souls on the two rows of shelves. Planted and seeded.

She thought she would take a look at Uncle Zong’s seeds first, so she wouldn’t have to spend too much time later.

Mu Wanwan has thought about it. She will need to cool down when she goes back this time. She also has a furry in the bedroom. She must buy warm stones and thick clothes. The clothes she is wearing now are a bit cold. In fact, she still wants to Raise some spiritual chicken cubs or something.

Scanning the wooden shelves in Uncle Zong's shop, Mu Wanwan was a little surprised to find that most of the shelves that were full last time she came here were all empty, and the remaining shelves were filled with some. Plants that are not very valuable, such as burning grass, which are lower than the first level, have some seeds, but not many are left.

Have they all been sold?

Mu Wanwan secretly guessed that after waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Uncle Zong came out from behind the curtain with relief. Mu Wanwan didn't even notice it just now. The corners of his eyes were black and a little red. He was probably tired. It's quite annoying.

"You really helped me a lot this time." Uncle Zong's voice was a little hoarse, "Thank you."

Mu Wanwan waved his hand, "Uncle Zong, you're welcome."

"Alas." Uncle Zong sighed. The strong orc seemed to be helpless at this moment. He stepped forward and closed the store door, and said softly, "When you came here, you saw an orc going out. Are you done?"

Mu Wanwan nodded, "Yeah."

Uncle Zong smiled bitterly, "I won't hide it from you anymore."

"He is my brother. He is here to persuade me to give up Yun'er." Uncle Zong clenched his fists, "After you left before, the Bixingcao fruit left behind was very effective and it took a long time for her to wake up. Even the animal patterns on her back that were about to disappear have improved a bit. At first, I thought Yun'er was about to recover."

Hate flashed in Uncle Zong's eyes, "But who knew that curse at the beginning, that **** Witch Clan!"

The animal pattern on Uncle Zong's forehead was looming, and blue veins popped out, "I thought, I thought, he was just an ordinary fourth-level witch clan, and the curse he placed could drain Yun'er's talent at most once. Who knew, I underestimated He underestimated the viciousness of the curse and underestimated the level of the witch clan. The day after Yun'er's beast pattern regained some vitality, his talent was drained again."

Mu Wanwan was frightened when he heard this, and couldn't help but said, "How could there be such a curse?"

Uncle Zong seemed to be much older, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I know she wants a child, but it's difficult for two very powerful orcs to have children. After decades, I thought she had given up. Now, I think it’s okay not to have children..."

Uncle Zong couldn’t continue talking, but Mu Wanwan had already guessed what he wanted to express based on the previous curse——

In order to have a child, Yun'er was deceived by the witch clan and cursed.

"After eating the Lingzhi you gave her a few days ago, she started to suffer again. I almost sold out all my possessions, so she can survive until now." Uncle Zong wiped his face, "It's my fault too, how could I have thought My brother has always thought that since I have no heirs, he can inherit the property that I have acquired through many years of hard work."

Uncle Zong sneered and said, "Look at me frequently entering the auction house for the first time in the past few days. I'm getting impatient. Come and quarrel with me."

Mu Wanwan frowned, "Is Aunt Yun'er feeling better now?"

Uncle Zong calmed down a little and said, "It's better. The spiritual plant you cultivated is very effective. It seems to reduce the effect of the curse. She just ate a little and woke up."

Mu Wanwan glanced at Uncle Zong and sympathized with her, but there was nothing she could do. Her ability was limited now and she could only cultivate as many spiritual plants as possible. After all, Uncle Zong was in a similar situation to her.

In fact, if you think about it, if Mr. Long was about to die, she would definitely not be able to stand by and do nothing. She would probably go all out to help him.

Thinking about this, Mu Wanwan felt a little anxious. Uncle Zong was a strong man of the third level approaching the fourth level. He had accumulated a lot of treasures over the years, so that he could help his lover when something happened to her. There is nothing now. If anything happens to Mr. Long, she will probably just stare.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but sigh, which relieved the atmosphere.

Uncle Zong smiled and said, "Oh! I am telling you so much because I want you to cultivate more spiritual plants in the future. I think you have advanced, right?"

Mu Wanwan knew that she could not hide it from Uncle Zong, so she did not hide it, "Uncle Zong, I came here just to discuss with you how to get some second-level seeds."

Uncle Zong nodded, "It is better to nourish the body with the second-level Baizhen Fruit and Blue Star Grass."

He did not hesitate and knew Mu Wanwan's difficulties. He only took two bags of seeds and handed them to her. After thinking about it, he took out four middle-grade spiritual stones and more than ten low-grade spiritual stones from the Qiankun bag and handed them to her. she.

Mu Wanwan was a little shocked and waved her hand hurriedly, "Uncle Zong, you gave me too much."

The rugged lion orc smiled, "It is rare on this continent for you to eat spiritual fruits that can alleviate curses. You are willing to keep selling me, but I am taking advantage of you. I have always I don’t like to take advantage of others.”

Uncle Zong looked at her with his brown eyes, "The spiritual fruit you brought this time is much more important to me than the money."