I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 87|Eighty-seven dragons

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My ears gradually recovered, Mu Wanwan held the Qinglong Telecommunication Order, and waited for a long time. Finally, he received the news that Ao Qin had issued the "retreat" order angrily and helplessly.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she would be safe for the time being. Looking back, she could no longer see the shadow of any person or dragon, and looking down, there were also layers of clouds.

Mr. Long's speed was very fast, and she no longer knew where they were.

After carefully putting away the transmission order, Mu Wanwan felt dizzy and felt unspeakable pain in his chest and back.

Mu Wanwan wiped the blood from his cheek and shook his head, trying to ignore the abnormal pain in his body.

They have just gotten out of trouble, and Mr. Long has lost so many scales. She has to hurry up and take out their stockpile.

Mu Wanwan stood up holding Mao Er, looked at the small pill bottle in her hand, and then looked down at Mr. Long, whose enlarged scales were larger than her feet, and her stomach churned.

She fell into a new problem. How could she let the giant Mr. Dragon take the elixir?

It’s just that she hadn’t been confused for long before she felt the world in front of her light up——

They seemed to have escaped from the realm of large dark clouds. After flying very high, their vision was filled with wisps of clouds and mist, and little bits of sunlight could be vaguely seen.

Mr. Long's speed was very fast, and his long and low hum sounded in his ears, making Mu Wanwan feel that dreams and reality were connected for a moment.

The body suddenly tilted a little, Mu Wanwan quickly squeezed the elixir bottle with one hand and grabbed Mr. Long's ear with the other.

But that ear was also getting smaller quickly. She couldn't stand still and fell to the side with her aura mask on.

Light white clouds came in along the edge of the aura mask. The slightly cool and clammy feeling made Mu Wanwan shiver. The weightlessness was obvious. She fell off Mr. Long’s head and opened her eyes to see Clear the appearance of Mr. Long who is getting smaller and smaller——

Beautiful golden-white scales, mostly golden, with very few white.

The huge golden pupils and the shiny broken horns are ferocious and gorgeous.

A dazzling light flashed before her eyes, and Mu Wanwan closed her eyes subconsciously. She felt the wind in her ears was broken, and a force came through her waist. The wind that hurt her cheeks disappeared. When she opened her eyes again, she was facing each other. Mr. Long’s narrow phoenix eyes.

He didn't look good, his face and lips were a little pale, his eyes were fixed on her cheek, and his face was gloomy and scary.

The broken horn on Mr. Long's forehead was still shining brightly, and Mu Wanwan saw a dark blood stain on the front of his light black robe.

"You're hurt."

His thin lips moved, as if he was saying something, but Mu Wanwan couldn't hear it for the time being, and could only feel that his lips were pursed tightly, as if he was filled with anger.

She wanted to hug him, but was afraid that she would press his wound.

This dragon has been constantly injured since we first met it.

Mu Wanwan noticed the blood on his chest, but did not realize that the light blue dress on her body was already stained with blood.

Being hit by the aftermath of the battle, was it more than just a minor injury like being temporarily deafened?

Blood slowly flowed from her lips and fell on her skirt, like a curled blade, piercing Mr. Long's heart hard and carving deep marks.

Mu Wanwan felt that the long eyelashes of the dragon in front of her had been wet by the rain again, with water droplets forming on them.

He cried again, like a roaring dragon that has not grown up.

However, his vision was gloomy and terrifying.

A strong murderous intent and cold air emanated from his body, and the color of blood reflected in his pupils.

Are you worried about her?

She's fine, really fine.

They finally escaped. Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long as if he was about to go back and tear the golden dragon apart in the next second. He straightened up in fear and rested his head on his shoulder.

"I'm fine..." Mu Wanwan's voice felt uncomfortable and he was speechless. He could only look up at him anxiously.

Signing to this stupid dragon that she was really fine.

She raised the elixir in her hand again and signaled the dragon to take some medicine quickly. It must be very painful to lose so many scales.

She is a little sleepy now and wants to sleep. She doesn’t want to wake up and go back to her boring life with plant dragons...

"Madam..." Mr. Long's voice was hoarse. Looking at Mu Wanwan's eyes slowly closing, indescribable anger and murderous intent arose in his heart——

"Ao Qin, Dragon Clan."

There was a coldness on Mr. Long's lips. He couldn't even control his emotions. The originally calm sea of ​​clouds turned into dark clouds.

He is holding the lover he cherishes most in his life, and he is like the master of heaven and earth.

The aloof king stands in darkness. Without the tenderness and patience that only existed in front of her, there was only bone-chilling indifference on his handsome and pale cheeks.

.......

By the time Mu Wanwan regained some consciousness, they had arrived at a new place.

"Chirp~" A cute cry came from her ears, very clear. Mu Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes and saw a piece of plump fur.

She woke up immediately, rubbed her eyes and sat up. Her body no longer hurt, and her ears were back to their original state. She glanced at the place where she was. They were now in a small cave, and Mr. Long is not in the cave.

Mu Wanwan looked inside his dantian and found that his spiritual power was much fuller than before, and his golden elixir was also much larger, as if he was about to break through.

The Qinglong Communication Order was put aside. Mu Wanwan looked at it and found that Mr. Long temporarily recognized her as the master. She must have been unconscious for a while.

"Jiu!" Mao Jiu was obviously very excited. When she woke up, he hit her like a small cannonball in her arms. Mu Wanwan turned pale when hit by it, and pulled Mengmeng out. I found that the clothes I was wearing had been changed.

The black one is obviously very inappropriate, with a lot of cute fur falling on it. You can tell it is Mr. Long’s clothes at a glance.

Facing a little red, Mu Wanwan rubbed Jiu Jiu, who was actively embracing him, lowered his head and pulled open the collar, and the obscene clothes underneath actually changed into another set.

Fortunately, it was her clothes, but she didn't change her underwear.

Mu Wanwan’s earlobes were very permed, and she thought that since this dragon had her clothes, why didn’t he let her wear her own clothes instead of wearing his...

Although they have been married for a long time now.

Mu Wanwan forced herself to calm down and picked up Maojiu. There was a soft quilt under her. This Jiujiu had been losing hair recently and could not stay in bed.

There is a pair of slippers on the ground, should they be placed by Mr. Long?

After she finished dressing, she made Mengmeng chirp while observing the layout of the cave. At this time, Mu Wanwan realized that the "bed" she just fell asleep on was not a bed, but a huge, Open pink shell.

Mu Wanwan reached out to lift the quilt covering it with some novelty, and found that underneath the thick quilts, there were neatly arranged gold nuggets.

Mu Wanwan: "...??"

What kind of opening is this? Did she wake up in a wrong posture?

Rubbing his head, Mu Wanwan saw clearly the layout of the entire cave——

This is probably Mr. Long's temporary residence. Many things are very new, and the shells don't look like they have been there for a long time.

Beside the shell bed were some jade furniture that she had seen in the mustard space before. One by one, they were arranged according to the rooms in the palace. However, the area was limited, and the combination of various furniture was a bit awkward. nondescript.

With warmth in his heart, Mu Wanwan blinked and said softly, "Mengmeng, tell me, is Mr. Long okay?"

"Chirp——!"

Necrotic, this dragon is necrotic.

"Chirp, chirp~!"

Mengmeng saw it. When Wanwan you were sleeping, he secretly kissed you and even changed your clothes!

Mu Wanwan looked at Mengmeng who was telling a story with her big eyes open, and put Feijiu on the ground in a funny way.

They have been married for more than two months. Logically speaking, the honeymoon period is over, but she and Mr. Long are still satisfied by just holding hands...

Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that she was a little cowardly. She thought that when Halong came back, she would kiss him for a while to show her courage as an adult.

The structure of the cave is a bit strange, as if it was dug out by someone. You can't see the outside at first glance, and you need to turn a few corners.

Mu Wanwan was wearing Mr. Long's clothes, swinging his somewhat loose sleeves, walked for dozens of seconds, opened several colorful curtains, and finally stood at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but close her eyes and then open them again——

A shallow light curtain blocked the outside world, as well as the sea water and countless fish swimming in front of her eyes.

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but stretched out a finger toward the outside of the light curtain and clicked on the ripples. There was a heavy feeling of water pressure and moisture on his finger.

Did Mr. Long take her to the bottom of the sea?

But why is the bottom of the sea so bright?

Mu lowered his head and could see deep and shallow spots of light shining on the sand outside the cave. However, these fish all had the characteristics of deep-sea fish and were very ugly.

Mu Wanwan saw a strange fish with a mouth full of fangs that turned into sashimi in front of her as soon as it swam through the cave: "..."

A pale and slender hand drew the sea water, pushing the ugly sashimi aside in disgust.

Mr. Long is naked from the waist up, with the dragon horns and plush ears on his forehead retracted, leaving only a long dragon tail on his lower body.

For the first time, Mu Wanwan saw him tying up his long hair. The tail of his long hair was floating in the water, but two strands were specially left out, floating by his ears to cover some curses that had not completely dissipated. Sigil is a dragon cub who knows how to dress himself up.

The wound on his chest has healed. Through the mist, only a layer of shallow scars can be seen on his thin and strong waist. He is holding a Qiankun bag in his hand, and he does not know what is inside it.

Mr. Long's indifferent gaze swept over her, and when he saw her, his thick ink-like eyes shone with golden light.

Mu Wanwan saw his dragon tail, which was missing a small point, swinging like a beautiful dragon cutting through the water waves. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of her.