I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 101|One hundred and one dragon

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The huge dragon was hazy and shrouded in a faint black mist, with a ferocious broken horn on its forehead and its whiskers bent into a beautiful shape.

The mist surged, and the giant dragon turned into a tall man.

Mr. Long pressed his forehead, put away the broken horns and ears, and checked that the tail that was still dripping blood had been put away. He swallowed a pill refined by the lady, and after a while he became pale and handsome. Some color returned to his cheeks.

Today's training progress is good, and my strength has improved a lot. The proto-core is only a little bit close to being connected. The next training should not be so painful. My strength has also recovered a lot, although it has not returned to its peak. Strength, but at least he won't be afraid to fight any dragon one-on-one.

However, even if the broken proto-cores are connected, there are still cracks. This situation will become more and more serious as time goes by. He wants to give her a stable and normal life, and wants to have an honest relationship with her. On the road, if you don't worry about those annoying dragons, you must get more powerful power.

Thinking of her, Mr. Long's originally cold expression as cold as ice also softened a little. This battle with the sea monster consumed some of his physical strength and consciousness, and the injuries from cultivation would have taken some time to heal. It had been restored, and the wife was in poor condition at the time, so he thought of building a small house on the island and resting for a while before leaving.

But...

Mr. Long raised his head and looked at the clouds that were gradually stained with gold. His ears felt a touch of warmth, and his wife made a breakthrough.

Those elixirs and light spots that looked like vitality relieved the pain he had secretly hidden.

He was moved in his heart and changed his mind.

Calculating the time, this period should be the day of the Mermaid Tribe’s Winter Market. According to his speed, there should be Xianqing Pavilion there. You can inquire about it to make sure you must go there. Demonic world.

The days ahead are very uncertain and he may still die.

He used to have no fear of death.

He even felt that death might be a relief for him.

Although he didn't know why he tried to live every time he was on the verge of death, at that time, he might just have the instinct to survive.

Now, he is a little scared.

Afraid that I would not be able to see her again when I opened my eyes, that she would forget me.

Mr. Long who was not in front of Mu Wanwan was not sweet at all. He had probably never been sweet before, and his eyes were full of undisguised gloom.

He was always so conflicted. He wanted her to face danger with him, but he was reluctant to let her get hurt.

From the moment she came to him, she never stopped struggling. Over and over again, he felt very annoyed.

At least, today, he wants to forget all of this.

Is he selfish? In the end, he still wants to weave a beautiful dream with her.

There was a self-deprecating chuckle in the air, and after a moment, an almost whisper came, "Madam."

——When Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long coming back in the sunshine today, he didn’t see the familiar bag containing food in his hand.

That's right, Mr. Long is a decent and caring dragon who wants to support his family. Every time he comes back from hunting, he will put the ingredients cleanly into bags and bring them back.

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised that he didn't bring anything back this time, although they didn't need to eat much now.

On the other hand, Mr. Long saw his little wife waiting for him at the door "weakly" holding a hair ball. When he saw his figure, he arched his eyebrows and smiled.

It seems like he is looking forward to his return>///

My heart felt hot, and I couldn’t explain what it felt like. Mr. Long speeded up and came to Mu Wanwan’s side in a moment, and his big palm naturally held hers.

Touching the slightly cold temperature above, Mr. Long’s tone was complaining and happy even if he didn’t even notice it, “Why are you waiting outside?”

His palms were hot. Mu Wanwan moved slightly twice and slid across his rough palms. His face was a little red and he said, "It's not cold."

When she said she wasn't cold, she really wasn't cold. After all, she was now a fourth-level monk. Although she didn't have any combat talents at all, and she still had Mengmeng's existence like a hand warmer, it was just a little bit... Heavy...

"Yes." Mr. Long covered her hand to warm it and looked away slightly, "I remember there is a market nearby, do you want to go?"

Mu Wanwan was a little confused: "What?"

He saw a strand of long hair hanging down from her temples, and subconsciously reached out to touch her cheek. He felt the touch was warm and soft.

"The market." Mr. Long's face was a little red, and her shadow was reflected in his vision. "It's open at night, selling some gadgets."

"And sugar."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Perhaps her expression was a bit difficult to describe, so Mr. Long added, "It's delicious."

Mu Wanwan: "...Okay."

As she finished speaking, she felt the dragon in front of her looking at her with an obviously very happy expression, and the word "expectation" was rarely written directly in a pair of phoenix eyes.

"What, what's wrong?" She suddenly felt a little scared when Mr. Long was like this.

He got a little closer, pressed his forehead against hers, and said softly, "Would you like to wear something sparkly?"

Mu Wanwan: "............"

Wear something sparkly! Even if she has no clothes to wear, running naked, or wearing a cute bikini with hairy hair, she will never agree to such shameful clothes and will never wear them! !

"But there is a spell, and only I can see it." The little wife began to attack.

"..." Mr. Wan defended in a panic.

"Good-looking." Grief x1

"......"

"Madam." Grief x2

"......"

"I want to see it." Grief x3

"Just once."

"Okay." The ending was undisguised pleasure. Mr. Long took her hand and asked, "Which one do you want to wear?"

Mu Wanwan: "..."

——When Mu Wanwan came out of the room wearing a rainbow, she received a sincere compliment from Mr. Long, but she was not happy at all.

"Come to me." He was wearing a dark black robe, which Mu Wanwan had chosen for him. His long hair was simply **** with a light-black hairband, and his fine forehead hair was blown by the wind, revealing There were still dots of curse marks on his forehead, his dark eyebrows slanted into his temples, his narrow eyes looked at her for a moment, his voice was as clear as a spring, and there was a faint smile on his lips, which made him look very domineering. .

Mu Wanwan rolled her eyes at the dragon angrily. To be honest, although the clothes looked a bit ugly, the material was very good. It was not as uncomfortable to wear as she thought, and it was still very convenient to walk around. .

Mr. Long cast a spell on the two of them. Mu bowed her head and could no longer see the suffocating color on her body. Looking at Mr. Long again, there was no change in her eyes.

"Good-looking." Mr. Long praised again. Mu Wanwan's face turned red. What kind of bad feeling is this? Is it shameful to play?

Mu Wanwan couldn’t help but feel ashamed, so she simply broke the pot and did the opposite, “My husband is prettier than me.”

Mr. Long's eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously reached out to block the dots of curse marks on his face. There was surprise in his eyes that he couldn't hide. Soon, he realized the inappropriateness of this move, lowered his head and said nothing.

Mu Wanwan was stunned——

She never knew that he was feeling inferior because of his appearance.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that she has never said something in front of him, that she likes his appearance and loves him very much.

She thought he understood, and she even felt inferior in front of him.

He was once the top strong man in the mainland. Although he is now down and out and facing the danger of death, perhaps in love, as long as you fall in love, you will worry about gains and losses. Even if he is in such a mess now, her The filter is still as thick as 800 tempered glass.

In the process of falling in love with him, those thoughts that were not expressed were not hidden in self-confidence.

But, she didn't know that he was like this too.

Even more fragile than her.

My heart felt sour and distressed. Mu Wanwan really wanted to press this sensitive dragon on the ground and rub it to see how many things were hidden in his heart.

She was really helpless. She stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to gently touch his cheek, "Mr. Long, you are the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen."

"You are not ugly at all."

Mu Wanwan bit her lip, her heart beating faster and faster. She looked up and saw Mr. Long staring closely at him. There was an obvious layer of water in Ru Mo's eyes, which made him look very embarrassed.

She threw herself into his arms and made the first confession in her life, showing her hidden thoughts in front of him, "I like you very much."

"You are already my...husband."

I never thought you were ugly.

I have always liked you.

"Yeah."

Mu Wanwan felt herself being hugged tightly, "Mrs. Long Ye Xinyue."

"Like more than Mrs."

A low hoarse voice rang in his ears, and Mu Wanwan's eyes turned red in embarrassment.

His response carefully wrapped her self-esteem.

"Okay." Mu Wanwan smiled and blinked casually, "Didn't you say you wanted to go to the market? Let's go."

"Okay." Mr. Long bent down, first kissed the corners of her eyes, and then slid it to her lips.

The breath is long, and after the confession there is a different ambiguity. Adults and dragons, it is right to kiss deeply at any time.

As for the fat hand-warmer Feijiu, the irresponsible old father and old mother have thrown him into the mustard space to raise soul chickens.

The mermaid market is not far from here. Mr. Long and his wife came here at the busiest time.

Due to the magic, the mermaids see the two of them as a loving mermaid couple who like to wear brightly colored couple costumes →_→

As for what color it is, you can refer to Mr. Long’s terrible taste.