I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 73|Seventy-three dragons
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Mu Wanwan watched as the wooden machine dog turned deftly towards her and jumped repeatedly in front of the small cloth bag, trying to get her to pick it up.
Mu Wanwan silently glanced at the cloth bag containing unknown items on the ground. After thinking about it, he turned around and prepared to walk in the opposite direction.
This thing is really strange. What if there is something bad inside, such as a curse that will cause bad luck if you pick it up, or some dragons who want to see Mr. Dragon’s jokes.
But as soon as she took two steps to the side, the machine dog seemed to recognize it, bent down, picked up the small cloth bag, and followed her.
Mu Wanwan: "......"
What is the status of this machine dog? She felt more and more uncomfortable and simply started running.
As he was about to run out of the alley in Uncle Zong's backyard, a voice from behind interrupted Mu Wanwan's movements.
"Wait."
Mu turned around and saw the courtyard door opposite Uncle Zong's house opened. Uncle Tie stood next to the machine dog, naked to the upper body and wearing thick animal skin pants.
"Uncle Tie?"
Mu Wanwan stopped, looked at Uncle Tie who seemed much older than the last time they met, and asked doubtfully, "Is this machine dog yours?"
Tie Boqian's drooping eyelids rolled up, his two slightly protruding eyeballs looked upward, and he rolled his eyes at her, as if he despised the nonsense she was talking about.
Mu Wanwan was not angry, and watched as Uncle Tie patted the machine dog's back, and the machine dog handed the small cloth bag in its mouth into the broad palm of Uncle Tie, who was about the same height as it.
"Come." Tiebo waved to Mu.
Mu Wanwan was a little at a loss, but she still walked over slowly, secretly wary in her heart, and pinched the sapphire bracelet on her wrist that Mr. Long gave her.
"Tsk." Uncle Tie was a little impatient. He walked up to her with two mechanical legs wrapped in thick animal skins, then raised his arm and forced the dirty little bag into her hand. inside.
There was a round object in the bag. Mu Wanwan was a little hurriedly before he picked it up, "Uncle Tie, what is this?"
Uncle Tie did not answer her question, but said, he lowered his head slightly, with a faint fear in his eyes where Mu Wanwan could not see, "Are you the dragon's wife?"
Mu Wanwan was surprised for a moment when he heard him mention Mr. Long, but soon regained his composure——
Uncle Zong and the others already know her identity. It is not surprising that Uncle Tie, who specializes in helping Mr. Long make wheelchairs, knows about her. Besides, Uncle Tie and Uncle Zong have a close relationship with them.
Seeing that she neither admitted nor denied it, Uncle Tie suppressed the emotions in his eyes, turned around and looked at her, "I won't hide it from you, I knew the former king."
Mu Wanwan looked at him, "Uncle Tie, what do you want to say?"
Bo Tie sighed, "You should take a look at the things inside first."
Mu Wanwan opened the cloth bag and revealed a beautiful transparent crystal ball inside.
"It's just a recording crystal ball inside." Uncle Tie's voice was like a broken bellows, "It contains some of my memories related to your husband."
He glanced at Mu Wanwan, "I gave it to you because you helped Lei Zi. I don't know what your impression of the dragon is now. If you want him to be the one you saw, Just give me back the crystal ball."
Mu Wanwan frowned as he listened——
What is her current impression of Long? Did Mr. Long hide something before? But the hallucinogenic grass had already told her that it was the last thing Mr. Long wanted to face.
This uncle Tie is really strange. Why do you suddenly say these things to her?
But when he said this, she became more and more curious about Mr. Long's past affairs.
"Thank you, Uncle Tie." Mu Wanwan was not ready to believe what he said, but she was not ready to return the crystal ball to him either.
Tie Bo knew from her tone that she had not listened to his persuasion and was not prepared to continue persuading him. He made this crystal ball solely because he wanted to do it.
Perhaps there is also a desire to make the kind-hearted girl in front of her fully accept the dragon. Knowing his **** past, she will still have the same look in her eyes as she did when she came to his shop that day. Is it full of love for him?
Perhaps, Tie Bo thought, he hoped that Mu Wanwan's attitude would not change. He hoped that such a king would really have someone who would accept him wholeheartedly.
"If you want to see it, choose a safe place and just break it into pieces." Tiebo said, "It may take a lot of time."
In order to make this crystal ball, he spent a lot of precious materials and energy.
As he grew older, his skills became more and more sophisticated, and his cultivation gradually increased, but he was always stuck at the third level bottleneck. Guilt and fear became inner demons. What he did in order to survive, Making it even more difficult for him to break through.
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Wanwan to answer him, he took the trap dog and left. Mu Wanwan looked at Uncle Tie's back, but felt that he seemed to be much more rickety than before.
She carefully put the crystal ball away, preparing to have someone from Xianqing Pavilion identify it later.
No matter whether what Uncle Tie said was true or not, she couldn't trust Uncle Tie as much as she trusted Uncle Zong. If it really contained some of Uncle Tie's memories about Mr. Long, she would really like to take a look.
She has always wanted to know how Mr. Xiaolong, who escaped in embarrassment, killed everyone and became the king of the dragon clan.
Maybe there will be some poor life in the middle, but overall it must be a happy and warm memory, right?
Snowflakes were falling from the sky again, and Mu Wan shook his curtain hat. He wanted to finish shopping quickly and go to Xianqing Pavilion before rushing back, but suddenly he thought of——
Her dragon is not at home now.
And Mr. Long didn’t know what he did to Mengmeng. Mengmeng was still sleeping when she left. All the spiritual plants at home were put away, and the spiritual chicken cubs also prepared food.
Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan's desire to rush on her way suddenly faded a lot. She changed her route and went directly to Xianqing Pavilion. After finishing her work, she would go shopping outside for a while. go back.
Maybe she can buy some rouge or something?
Will Mr. Long like the way she dresses up? Mu Wanwan's face turned strangely hot. Long was unconscious before, and she felt that he couldn't see her. She only tried makeup like that of a clean little fairy who always maintained a fragrant fragrance, and didn't even try rouge or anything else. Pass.
When Mu Wanwan thought about whether the paralyzed and illiterate dragon would show any surprised expression, he felt very good, and soon arrived at a secret door set up in Xianqing Pavilion.
As before, Mu Wanwan took on a black cloak and covered himself completely, following the maid into a dark room.
"Senior, just wait here for a while." The maid smiled, turned and left.
Xianqing Pavilion has always done a very good job of keeping confidentiality. Generally, inquiring about information and handling other business are handled by dedicated personnel, and appointments need to be made in advance. The people in charge also wore black cloaks. They didn't know each other's identities and only talked about business.
Mu Wanwan waited for a moment, and then a slightly shorter man walked in. He was wearing a black cloak, his voice was clear and polite as always, "Senior, your message has been passed on. The other party wants to see you. No. Do you know if you will keep your appointment?"
Mu Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat, Jiu Qing had taken the bait?
Then can Bai Shuiyao be dealt with? She hasn't heard much about Bai Shuiyao recently. She was probably taken back to Ao Xue's mansion.
"Yes." Mu Wanwan nodded, "Take me there."
"Senior, you need to pay three middle-grade spiritual stones first."
Mu Wanwan: "......"
After delivering the three spirit stones, Mu Wanwan was taken to another larger dark room, where a man shrouded in a black cloak was already sitting. She heard the sound and raised her head slightly to look. Mu Wanwan glanced at him.
"Then, I'll leave first. The two seniors should understand the rules of Xianqing Pavilion, no fighting." After the guide finished speaking with a smile, he bowed and closed the door.
The room fell into silence. Mu Wanwan sat down across from the man. Before he could speak, the man sitting opposite suddenly let out a low laugh.
She didn't know how to describe this kind of laughter. The sound was pleasant, gentle and charming, but it had an indescribable sad smile, which made Mu Wanwan a little stunned.
She calmed down and was about to speak when she saw Jiu Qing on the other side stretched out her hand. His beautiful white hand made a silent gesture towards her, and he took out a jade slip from his pocket.
Mu Wanwan watched as a transparent barrier spread out from the jade slip.
"Okay." Jiu Qing laughed, "You can talk now."
"Hello." Mu Wanwan was a little nervous, wondering if this person wanted to kill him, but according to the rules of Xianqing Pavilion, if one party attacks the other party, there is no way to do it. The only way to leave Xianqing Pavilion alive has been this way for thousands of years.
"Just call me Jiu Qing." Jiu Qing, who was opposite, may have heard her nervousness, and casually pulled off her cloak, revealing her true appearance.
"This thing is really uncomfortable to wear." Jiu Qing complained and curled her lips slightly. She was very beautiful. Except for some curse marks on her face, she could be called extremely charming.
Mu Wanwan looked at her and leaned on the cushions as if she was boneless, and said lazily, "Are you the one who can provide me with the pill that alleviates the curse?"
Mu Wanwan nodded, "It's me. If you have used the pills, you should know that I'm not lying. I can continue to provide some pills, but you should already know the conditions."
Jiu Qing smiled sweetly, the ends of her eyes turned red. Apart from the marks of the curse, she was so beautiful that people were moved. "Ah, your condition is to get rid of Bai Shuiyao? One has to be born but not born, and one has to be gifted but not talented. , a prodigal hoof that has no use other than blinding a man?"
Jiu Qing rolled her eyes, "In addition to seducing my husband, I can also get benefits such as elixirs. Why don't I do it?"
Mu Wanwan was slightly relieved and took out three small jade bottles, "This is the best. This is the first stroke. It should be enough to restore 30% of your appearance."
When Jiu Ting heard the word appearance, the smile on her face disappeared and her gaze became fierce. She stood up almost losing her composure and reached out to touch her face, "Do you think I look good?"
Mu Wanwan was startled by her actions, but she was also a little sympathetic. She looked at Jiu Qing's face carefully for a while, and then said pertinently, "It's very beautiful. It would be even better if there was no curse mark." ”
Jiu Qing seemed to have heard some jokes, but seemed to have returned to normal, and sat down with a smile.
"I'm so stupid, how can you judge my appearance?" She murmured, "After all, you often see the Lord, I'm afraid you are already familiar with this ugly curse pattern."
Mu Wanwan was no longer calm now. She was horrified and subconsciously tightened the pendant given by Aunt Yun to conceal her cultivation.
Why would Jiu Qing know her true identity? Xianqing Pavilion should be completely confidential.
"How do you think I know?" Jiu Qing's voice was very gentle, "One is Bai Shuiyao. There are really few people who have a grudge against her and are capable."
Jiu Qing smiled, "Is there another one... We are all married to dragons, how come I can't see the pain in your body that has not completely disappeared?"
"From the moment you came in, I felt that the drop in your body is not only pure, but also the richest and most precious drop." Her eyes were full of sadness, "It's a pity that you are also married to a dragon."
"I am even willing to use half of the demon core energy to exchange for that person's painstaking efforts, but I still can't get what I want after so many years."
"It is said that dragon's blood is a symbol of love. Dragons are so greedy and selfish. Only those who are willing to give their heart's blood can be regarded as deep love..." Jiu Qing continued to speak, word by word. It's all sad.
But Mu Wanwan could no longer hear anything.
Heart-driven.
Is there a drop of Mr. Long’s blood in her body that has not completely disappeared?
When, when did it happen?
Mu Wanwan reached out and touched his chest, and his memory returned to that rainy night——
The night of high fever and severe pain all over my body.
So, it was not that she forcibly kissed Mr. Long and drank his blood, but that he took the initiative to endure the pain of gouging out his heart and forcefully gave her a drop of his heart blood.
It turns out that he had woken up so early.