I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 41|Forty-one dragons

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Like yesterday's routine, Mr. Xiaolong quietly took off his cloak, combed his long hair, dragged his tail and gently touched his two precious spiritual eggs, and then carefully restrained himself. I ate less than half of the steamed buns I brought back yesterday.

For the first time, Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long awake eating.

It was very different from when he was lying down. He was holding a small steamed bun in both hands, chewing in small bites, and eating very elegantly. In this house, it seemed a bit out of place.

Mr. Xiaolong only ate half of the steamed buns. Mu Wanwan stood behind him, looking at Mr. Xiaolong, who was no taller than his own chest, with his head slightly lowered. There was still water on his long eyelashes that had not been shaken off. beads.

She suddenly felt a little distressed.

She wanted to wake up from this dream as soon as possible. She didn’t want to see Mr. Long like this again.

After finishing the meager amount of steamed buns with satisfaction, Mr. Xiaolong finished his day's eating. He didn't rest like yesterday. He just walked to the table and took out a few wooden boards from the drawer.

Mu Wanwan had never noticed before that this table actually had drawers.

He squatted down half-crouched, his palms turned into sharp claws, and began to... rub the board?

Mr. Long took a piece of wood that was a little wet. He first broke off the obviously wet parts and then used his claws to grind the remaining good parts into a shape that could be stuck together.

Mu Wanwan looked at it for a long time before realizing what he was doing. Five wooden boards were embedded together, like a small bed.

He had been tossing these wooden boards from the moment he came back till night. It was getting dark and Mu Wanwan could hardly see her. She had to sit on the bed and waited until she was about to fall asleep before Mr. Long stopped. action.

Perhaps because he was very satisfied with his work, Mr. Xiaolong’s eyes were bright and shining with golden light, and Mu Wanwan unconsciously had a smile on his lips——

No matter how bad Mr. Long is in the future, he is just a little dragon cub now, so childishness must be normal?

But before she felt relieved for long, she heard his young and hoarse voice, "Dabao's bed is ready."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mu Wanwan: "???"

So it’s not a toy, but Dabao’s bed? ?

She was a little speechless, and then she heard Mr. Xiaolong say very apologetically, "There are no more materials, Xiaobao's dad will do it tomorrow."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mr. Long solemnly promised that he would not fail to keep his word, and then he dragged the dragon's tail, which was not yet healed, and lay straight on the wooden board.

Mu Wanwan can see his expression——

Very calm, a pair of dark eyes occasionally flashed with fireworks of expectation, his brows stretched, he didn't know what he thought of, and occasionally there would be a faint smile on his lips.

Obviously there were many wounds on his body, and she could feel that his face was pale in pain.

"Good night, Dabao, Xiaobao."

Mr. Long said something in a low voice and slowly closed his eyes. He was very tired and soon fell asleep. His breathing was a little heavy and twitching, and his tail also swept twice on the bed. There is a trace of blood.

Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Xiaolong’s childish cheeks and felt very sad——

Her Mr. Xiaolong, is it because he is too lonely and has no one to talk to that he treats the two spiritual eggs like this?

Mu Wanwan slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his head, but he could only touch the wetness on his head, which was still stained with water, and could not bring him any comfort.

She pursed her lips and opened her eyes, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

......

Mu Wanwan spent three very real days in this dream. When she opened her eyes on the fourth day and saw the broken ceiling of Mr. Xiaolong's house, she was already very calm.

She climbed out of bed calmly, walked to the table and said hello to the two spiritual eggs that seemed to have grown a bit big, "Dabao, Xiaobao, good morning."

Then while a certain dragon was still taking care of himself, he held up his chin and followed him like a piao.

She is in a spiritual state now, except for some touch sensations, and she is not hungry. "Mr. Xiaolong, are you still going to hunt in that place today?"

She pretended that he could hear her, "Forget it. That white dragon is very difficult to deal with. Didn't you get knocked away by his claw yesterday? Fortunately, you ran fast."

"Let's bully that stupid **** dragon."

Mu Wanwan offered a sincere suggestion, and then watched Mr. Long tidy up his cloak. Before leaving, he touched Dabao and Xiaobao and left.

Mu Wanwan pursed his lips, but still followed him, but when he got up today, he felt a little uneasy for some reason.

This time, Mr. Xiaolong neither went to the territory of the white dragon who was not easy to mess with, nor did he provoke the silly black dragon boy. I just avoided pedestrians all the way and went to a very far place.

Although he has no shoes, his speed is not slow. The soles of his feet are covered with a layer of scales. He usually walks in remote places and occasionally climbs over walls.

Mu Wanwan has been following him for a few days, and she has gotten used to it. She only followed him through the wall and took a shortcut. Fortunately, the weather has been better recently. Although it is still cloudy, it is not raining anymore, which is not the case in many places. It's extremely slippery, but the grip of the dragon's claws is still good.

"Where are you going, Mr. Long?" They had been driving for a long time, and Mu was getting a little tired. She watched the little dragon cub jumping up and down energetically, and she almost didn't have the energy to chase him. .

The scenery around them also gradually changed. Mu Wanwan guessed that they had left Area 7 of the Dark Alley and had arrived in another place.

There are fewer buildings around, fewer people, and fewer orphans from dragon and other tribes, but there are more and more plants.

They ran for a while, and Mr. Long finally stopped. They arrived at their destination——

A somewhat desolate large garbage dump.

Unlike Dark Alley Area 7, which is mostly filled with domestic garbage, the garbage here is mostly large garbage, such as broken tables, chairs, benches, rags and broken wood.

Mu Wanwan probably guessed what he was going to do. Mr. Xiaolong would also pay attention to whether there were any pieces of wood when looking for food these days, but he never found the right one. I'm afraid he was a little anxious and wanted to Taking advantage of the weather finally clearing up today, go out and find some wood to make a bed for Xiaobao?

Mu Wanwan couldn't help laughing or crying, but she still acted honestly and started to help Mr. Xiaolong look for wooden blocks, although she couldn't really help him.

Because there is little food here, orphans don’t come here very often. Mr. Long’s search was relatively easy. He took a fancy to the bed board of a broken bed, but there were many other places around it. There are already a few little orcs.

Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long's expression become fierce almost instantly, scales appeared faintly on his cheeks, and his palms turned into sharp claws. Next to the orc cub, he fiercely pressed the orc boy headed by him to the ground.

Putting her claws on his neck, she growled lowly at him, with a pair of phoenix eyes shining with golden light, and two pointed fangs on her lips, "The bed is mine."

Mu Wanwan was familiar with his ferocious little expression when fighting, but the little orc who was pressed by his claws was trembling in fright, and the animal marks on his face were visible, "Here, here you go. ."

Mr. Xiaolong did not hurt him, but slowly retracted his claws and said, "Get out."

The little orc hurriedly climbed up from the ground, and the other cubs screamed as if they were just waking up from a dream——

"It's a evil star, run quickly!"

"Tagu was touched by him! Tagu will be cursed!"

"Woo woo, hybrid dragon woo woo..."

Mu Wanwan was almost furious as she listened to the group of cubs scolding Mr. Long and running away. She really wanted to beat up all these little brats. Why should she call him a evil star or a **** dragon? ?

What does it mean that you will be cursed if you touch him? She has taken care of Mr. Long for so many days, how come she is not cursed?

But such words may no longer be unfamiliar to Mr. Long. She has heard them many times in the past few days. Every time, Mr. Long just let them say it calmly, with a cold look on his face.

She once thought he was not sad, until one night, she saw him crying.

That day he was told that he was a hybrid dragon and had no father.

Mr. Long let them talk during the day and only took away the food they were fighting for.

At night, I returned 'home', but it was very quiet, and it was rare for me to tolerate the **** I hugged myself. His two ears were drooped, the arc was so low that they were horribly low, and there were tears on his eyelashes. He did not sob, but curled up silently.

This time, he was the same. He listened calmly to them scolding him, and then removed the intact wooden board from the bed.

He didn't waste it and removed all the usable parts.

Maybe he got the materials he needed. Although the sky was getting gloomier, Mr. Xiaolong's mood improved again and he started to rush back.

Mu Wanwan felt a dull pain in his heart. One day had almost passed and he hadn't eaten anything yet. Speaking of which, it had been two days and he had only eaten a little steamed buns.

My eyes were a little sore again, and Mu Wanwan couldn't get angry anymore, so she followed Mr. Long back who was in a good mood.

But God was not kind to me, and the rain fell again halfway along the way, mixed with some broken hailstones, and hit my forehead, which was a bit painful.

Mr. Long was running and then stopped. Mu Wanwan thought something was wrong with him and stepped forward worriedly. Then he saw this dainty dragon cub unbuttoning his gray cloak and taking it off. The precious cloak that could barely cover his ears wrapped several wooden boards tightly.

A few small pieces of ice hit his horns, splitting them in half.

Mu Wanwan: "......"

She was very helpless, following him, looking at the increasingly gloomy sky, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense. She had no intention of observing the terrain, so she could only follow him through the increasingly cold rain curtain, slowly getting closer and closer to his home.

While passing by a few alleys with twists and turns, Mu Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. In the sewage, the two-headed snake that scared her before had now turned into a snake corpse, floating on the water with a stinky smell. of.

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. Mu Wanwan subconsciously glanced at Mr. Long. His thin bangs were wet from the rain and were plucked on his forehead one by one. His lips were pursed tightly, and it seemed like nothing happened. His expression was just that his feet were moving faster.

Mu Wanwan didn't care about the suffocating feeling of having her calves submerged in dirty water. She was used to it these days, so she only sped up and started running. However, she ran at the same speed as Mr. Long before, but she still couldn't. Couldn't catch up with the man.

He was probably a little panicked. The soles of his feet had completely turned into sharp claws. Every time he jumped, he would leave deep marks in the wall.

Mu couldn't run away from him. When she finally turned the corner, she was nailed to the spot——

The house that was still in good condition before going out in the morning is now almost shattered into gravel. The rocks collapsed, the boards were torn, and the thatch fell on the dirty ground, covered with mud.

The wooden door was dismantled and thrown aside sideways, with two **** severed tails hanging on it, which were the tails of a two-tailed cat.

Mu Wanwan's tears fell instantly. She felt that the world in front of her suddenly blurred. She subconsciously wanted to see Mr. Long's expression, but she only saw his head slightly lowered, and his palms turned into dragon claws. Pinched into the palm of the hand.

"Ha, I wonder why this beast has been getting himself so dirty lately." A harsh voice sounded, and Mu Wanwan watched with red eyes a tall dragon jumping down from the wall.

"So the home of this evil star like you is here." A ferocious smile flashed across his face, "Normally I don't bother to pay attention to you, but this beast doesn't know what's going on. He keeps coming at you every three days. While running away, I came back with your blood a few days ago, which made Lily even quarrel with me!"

The dragon clan was holding a cat without a tail in one hand, and holding two familiar white eggs in the other hand, which almost instantly made Mu Wanwan feel cold all over.

The cat was dead, its tail cut off, and hung on Mr. Long’s door like a demonstration.

His Dabao and Xiaobao were also held in someone's hands, with just a little force...

"Give it back to me..."

Mr. Xiaolong’s palms were covered with blood, and the wooden board he had brought so hard fell to the ground with a dull sound. He stared at the green dragon, his eyes turned golden, and his fangs came out, "Give it back to me."

"Give it back to me!"

"Oh, give it back to you." Qinglong picked up the dead cat in disgust and threw it far away. Seeing Mr. Long throwing himself on the ground to catch it, he laughed out loud, as if appreciating his miserable state.

Mu Wanwan was so angry that he exploded, and his heart was throbbing with pain. He didn't care whether he was in a spiritual state or not, he just wanted to go up and smash the green dragon's head. But she was destined to have no choice. Even before she rushed to the green dragon, she saw scales all over his body emerging, his mouth wide open, and he swallowed Dabao and Xiaobao under Mr. Long's eyes that were about to freeze.

"Bah, it tastes bad, it's all ruined." Qinglong took a few sips, and put on an interesting smile when his eyes touched Mr. Long's expression, "Hey, didn't you say you are a evil star? Why do I think you are a evil star? She is a little girl and she sheds tears."

As he spoke, something suddenly occurred to him, and he laughed, "You don't really think that the two eggs they deliberately placed on the road are dragon eggs, do you? Hahaha, I laughed to death."

Listening to his ridicule, Mu Wanwan felt a splitting headache and her heart felt like it was being torn apart. At this moment, her senses seemed to be in sync with Mr. Long. She felt that her body was slowly getting bigger, and the one across from her was The dragon's eyes became more and more stunned and became smaller and smaller.

Soon, he also turned into a dragon.

With the angry dragon roar in her ears and **** scales in her eyes, Mu Wanwan felt like the world was spinning, her whole body ached, and her vision gradually blurred. When she came back to her senses clearly again, the battle was over.

Qinglong was bitten to death and fell from the air with eyes like bells.

The dragon's roar in her ears still didn't stop. She heard the long dragon's roar coming from all directions. Many angry and onlookers rushed towards this once cozy little corner.

My body felt like tearing pain. Mu Wanwan felt that she was really about to wake up. She tried to open her eyes, but she could only vaguely see a dragon covered in bruises. His whole body was covered in hazy mist. The prototype doesn't look real, it just runs as hard as it can into the distance.

Those who don’t look back, run.

Large globs of blood fell, like tears.

This is Mr. Long.

It's Mr. Long.

......

Opening his eyes suddenly, Mu Wanwan gasped twice and touched his sweaty forehead without feeling, his eyes filled with tears.

She looked at her palms, turned her head vaguely, and saw Mr. Long sleeping peacefully next to her.

Mu Wanwan bit her lip, a little afraid that she was still in a dream, so she tentatively reached out to touch his arm.

Warm, soft, and touchable.

It’s true, it’s the real Mr. Long.

He is Mr. Long who is warm and warm.

Mu Wanwan's mood was a little unbearable. She wanted to tell herself that she was just dreaming, and the things that happened in the dream were all fake, but the dream was so real.

It was so real that he didn't want to believe that it was just a dream. She wanted to believe that Mr. Xiaolong existed, even though that past was too miserable for Mr. Long.

She still remembers Mr. Xiaolong’s expression when the two eggs were eaten.

With such an expression of despair and hatred of his own incompetence, I am afraid that he really thought that those two eggs were dragon eggs.

"Mr. Long." Mu Wanwan didn't care about avoiding suspicion anymore, and called Mr. Long vaguely, much gentler than usual, and slowly moved to his side.

His body was very hot, slightly higher than Mr. Xiaolong's body temperature. Through the thin cotton underwear, it spread to her palm bit by bit.

She was very sad and just wanted to do all the things she had not done in the dream. First she reached out and touched his head, then hugged his arm and rested her head on his shoulder.

So a certain dragon that had just successfully connected to a proto-core and couldn't wait to wake up suddenly crashed as soon as it turned on: "..."

Mr. Long was stunned. He didn't know what happened, but he could feel her hugging his arms tightly, as if she was very sad.

A soft and warm touch came from her body, spreading up from her arms and shoulders bit by bit, like a fire, burning up bit by bit, and he felt that his face was starting to feel hot.

Why hug, hug...hug him suddenly?

Although in Mu Wanwan's eyes, this is just the comfort she owes Mr. Xiaolong, and it can't be considered a hug in the strict sense, right? But in Mr. Long's eyes, as soon as he woke up, she hugged his arm and put her head on his shoulder. It was so, so, so unsettling for him.

Her hair was a bit long and her cheeks were soft. She leaned on his shoulder, and her long hair slid past, tickling him.

"Stupid dragon." Mu Wanwan still couldn't recover from the look in Mr. Xiaolong's eyes just now. She really wanted to tell him that it was just a spiritual egg, not a dragon egg.

Furthermore, according to the fact that Mr. Dragon in the dream does not care about other people’s opinions on the surface, but actually secretly wipes his tears secretly, Mu Wanwan is really afraid that the dragon will think that it is because he is unfortunate and evil. Star, so the dragon egg was discovered, so the two-tailed cat was killed.

Thinking of this, she felt even more sad, angry and uncomfortable.

I'm angry that I can't do anything even though I have nothing to do with this dream. What a dragon, why are you so stupid! It hurt her to be so stupid.

Frustrated and sad, she called him stupid dragon, but Mr. Long shook his ears shyly.