I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 49|Forty-nine dragons

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"Ha, I didn't expect that one day I would be able to walk here openly." A guard said with a smile. He looked young, his skin was dark green, and when he spoke, he would vomit words that were louder than others from time to time. Long tongue, "I never dared before. If someone dared to come here, they would be killed directly by the Dragon Guard Clan guards."

He is a second-level toad orc.

"Yes," another guard also smiled, "Haha, look at it now, it looks like the king's bedroom, tsk, there are weeds here, I guess no one has cleaned it this month."

His skin is wet and slippery, and earth scales can be faintly seen. He is a second-level grass carp orc.

"Stop talking nonsense and get down to business." The other guard was probably the leader of the three people. He had vertical eyes and was a snake orc. His expression was serious and cold, "I heard that the warm jade bed is worth Liancheng, I finally found out today that Master Ao Qin and many dragon guards are not here. There are no patrols in the entire Dragon Mansion. Moreover, it is the day when Mrs. Chongxi is going out. The only one in this palace is the crippled dragon. Don't delay it."

"And the horns of the crippled dragon." The orc at the end was the tallest and the strongest among these people. His strength was close to the fourth level and he was the most courageous. "Although I heard that it was crippled, But the hardness should still be good, and you can sell it for a few bucks if you dig it out completely."

"Hey, brother is right." The toad orc took a sip and rubbed his hands excitedly, "I have been in this Dragon Mansion for so many years, and I am still just a low-level guard. After this, I He ran away, who is still working here?"

The grass carp orc also cursed fiercely, "Damn it, hurry up, I spent a lot of gold coins by fooling my greedy boss into drinking."

Their voices were not loud, but they could not escape Mr. Long’s consciousness——

Four, not difficult to solve.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. After he was seriously injured, most of the previous things in the palace were moved away, leaving only his remaining warm jade bed.

One is because the people under the maid are ignorant, and the other is probably because they dislike his blood.

Now, Madam has finally managed to clean up the yard and room. These guards got the information from someone who knows where. They just want to poach his broken horns, but they actually want to steal their marriage bed.

Heh.

If it were more than a month ago, he would have been powerless to resist, but now...

Mr. Long slowly picked up the cage with the spiritual chicken cubs tied there, walked back to the room, and picked up the three middle-grade spiritual stones that Mu Wanwan specially left at home——

Wouldn’t it be nice if someone came to deliver spiritual stones?

He wanted to wait for those people to come to the door before dealing with them, but suddenly he heard the grass carp orc who was approaching the door of the courtyard say:

"Brother, can we lie in ambush in the yard later, waiting for the lady to come back..."

The toad orc exchanged a "you know" look with him, smiling slyly, "I'm leaving anyway, why not have fun. I saw the lady from a distance during your wedding."

"Although she is not as stunning as the girl next to her, she is still a rare beauty. She is still from the human race. Her skin is so tender. I don’t know what to do..."

Before he could say the word "feeling", the toad orc suddenly stopped. His eyes were round and his face was red, as if he was under some great pressure. He stared at his body. Little by little, he was swallowed up by the black mist that suddenly appeared, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"Who!"

The two snake clan guards suddenly became nervous. Before they even took a defensive posture, they watched as the grass carp guards who were unable to dodge were quickly shrouded in black mist and turned into nothingness.

The courtyard door was slowly opened, revealing Mr. Long's face with sinister black and red lines, and a pair of phoenix eyes flashing with flames.

"Damn it."

A cold and angry voice sounded.

The two snake guards only had time to hear the last words of their lives before they were completely enveloped by the black mist in the sky. They struggled to resist, but in the end they just screamed and disappeared into nothingness.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and the alley in front of the courtyard returned to calm. The ground was clean, with several Qiankun bags scattered around. The few guards just left not even ashes.

The curse lines on Mr. Long's face flowed like flowing blood. The backlash after using the ability caused his meridians to break and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

The three middle-grade spiritual stones in his hand were shattered into powder. The golden light in Mr. Long's eyes did not disappear. He was angry and afraid.

If, if it weren’t for Madam’s special talent, she had raised him well during this period, maybe, maybe...

They actually wanted to attack her, how dare they.

Mr. Long was so painful that his whole body was shaking. His hands holding the yard were so hard that his knuckles turned white.

Even his originally evil face had a hint of terrifying horror.

Feeling the bad smell, Mengmeng jumped out of the room and wanted to help. Mengmeng was also scared. It shook its little body and looked at Mr. Long who was holding the door from a distance, not daring to incite the little one arrogantly. Wings.

After a while, Mr. Long felt a little better. He slowly stood up straight, stepped forward and picked up the loot.

Four Qiankun bags, three low-grade and one medium-grade.

Mr. Long held the three low-level Qiankun bags, and his palms turned into dragon claws. He wanted to crush them directly, but in his mind, he pictured Mu Wanwan working hard to collect spiritual stones in front of him.

Although these three Qiankun bags are not worthy, he is not the same king now.

Mr. Long's palms slowly returned to normal, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood on his lips, opened one of the Qiankun bags, and directly absorbed all the dozens of low-grade spiritual stones inside.

After a while, his face looked a little better.

Mr. Long closed the door to the yard, took the chicken cub out of the room, and roughly grabbed Mengmeng into the room before he had the time to open the other three Qiankun bags.

These guards are very poor. All the spiritual stones they have together are only more than 200 low-grade spiritual stones and more than 30 medium-grade spiritual stones. After excluding the ones he absorbed, there are only more than 100 low-grade spiritual stones left. .

The elixir only has the most common first-level spiritual recovery elixir, and there are a lot of other miscellaneous things.

The fattest one is the leader of the snake clan guard. The middle-grade Qiankun Bag itself is worth twenty or thirty yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones. There are also third-level spirit recovery pills and some other items in it, and second-level flying swords are all worth it. There are two.

It's suitable for Madam.

Thinking of Mu Wanwan who was out, Mr. Long’s eyes softened for a moment. He opened the last Qiankun bag, and with a quick glance of his consciousness, his eyes lit up——

There is a little baby.

Mr. Long curled his lips slightly, feeling that the anger in his heart had dissipated a little.

A sapphire bracelet for life-saving purposes.

The sapphire used for carving is not very good, but there are exquisite formations engraved inside, which can withstand the full blow of a fourth-level strongman.

Back then, he was also a wealthy dragon, and he didn't even bother to wear a treasure like the jade hairpin. But now, it is the treasure he can best get rid of so far.

He finally had something to give her.

She has been married to him for so long and has been enduring hardships. She has no decent jewelry. She wears plain clothes every day and is very frugal.

Mr. Long took out the sapphire bracelet, stuffed three low-grade Qiankun bags into the middle-grade one, and held the spirit stone——

In his palace, there are formations that he carved casually when he was bored. They are not complete, but no one knows about them. There is no actual protective effect after activation, but it can cover up the fact that he can act.

As long as Ao Qin didn't come here by himself, the spiritual detection could only see him lying on the bed in a panic.

Mr. Long lowered his head slightly. These spiritual stones were enough for him to activate the formation, and the remaining ones should be enough for him to connect the fifth fragmented original core.

By then, he should be able to regain 50% of his strength.

"Mengmeng, come here." Mr. Long waved to Xiao Maojiu, who was shivering in the corner.

"Jiu..." Mao Jiu didn't dare to speak.

Mr. Long raised his eyebrows, but Mengmeng still didn’t dare to move.

"Heh." Mr. Long reached out and poked its little scarf, pinched its little wings, and showed a slight smile after a simple inspection, "It is indeed not an ordinary tit."

"It's hard to open your mind directly." He said softly, and tied the Qiankun bag containing the treasure around Mao Jiu's neck.

"Let her..."

"I thought you did it."

He is now in a dangerous situation. Even if all the proto-core fragments are connected, he may not be able to defeat Ao Qin who has many dragon supporters.

What's more, he doesn't have that much time.

More than a month may not be enough time for Ao Qin to reach an agreement with the demon clan, but three months or half a year is unlikely to be enough for him to endure that long.

He regretted that he had trusted others so much that he would put her in such danger now.

Only, only.

After he connects the fifth proto-core, he may be able to break through and gain a chance of survival before entering the trial area ahead of Ao Qin.

Mr. Long endured the pain of the curse in his body, walked into the side hall calmly, and started to activate the formation.

Before connecting the fifth proto-nucleus, he wanted to quietly be what his wife called a "vegetable dragon" for a few days.

Don't wake up, don't talk, pretend that you can't take care of yourself, and enjoy the feeling of being taken care of that you haven't had in more than a hundred years.

Mr. Long wanted to smile, but the corners of his lips could not rise. Instead, they fell into a stiff arc.

He could feel that Mu Wanwan actually didn't care about him at all. But because of this, he cannot become the perfect "Mr. Dragon" in her heart.

Although he did not want her to dislike him before, and even cruelly wanted to tie her to him, Mr. Long knew that he would not bear it.

After regaining 50% of his strength, he will 'wake up' before going to the trial site.

He wants to be cruel to her, tell her to go away, make her hate him, make her feel like an arrogant and hateful monster, and dig out all his shadow in her heart.

Then throw her to a place where there are no dragons and let her fend for herself.

He would go to several places before leaving and give her all the treasures he had hidden before, so that she could live a good life.

If he failed and died, she would not be sad. With Mengmeng and the things he left behind, she would have something to rely on.

If he succeeds, even if she doesn't want to, he will not let her go. He will tie her up and ask her to lay a hundred dragon eggs for him.

The formation gradually took shape, and Mr. Long's face was ferocious and terrifying, looking like a crying evil ghost in the dim light.