I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 76|Seventy-six dragons

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Why is Mr. Long here?

Mu Wanwan looked at the boy in the cage and felt a pain in his heart as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

He should, he should be free and unrestrained, killing everyone.

My eyes fell on the ankle exposed outside Mr. Long's pants, Mu Wanwan felt sad and uncomfortable. She also thought that the dragon had finally changed into a set of clothes. Looking at it now, it might have been worn for a long time. She was taller, but she had no money to buy clothes.

Perhaps it is the best thing to be able to freely penetrate the heavy shackles in memory. When Mu Wanwan came to her senses, she had already passed through the cage and came to Mr. Xiaolong's side.

As she got closer, she could see his injuries more clearly. His black clothes were stuck to his body with dried blood, keeping them neat.

His horns and a pair of ears have been retracted, and the tip of his tail is no longer exposed like it was when he was a child. He is no longer a little dragon cub, and can already transform into a human form very well.

"Atie, why is that brother locked up there alone?" Perhaps because she believed Atie's words, A-ling has regained some vitality. In addition, there are no other cages with slaves around them. A Ling was a little curious when she could see the one holding Mr. Long.

Since it’s a game, wouldn’t it be more fun if we all play together?

"Ah, maybe it's because he prefers someone alone." Atie rubbed his sister's head and chose a place to sit close to the female elf but keeping a distance from several other people.

Perhaps seeing the dwarf brother and sister who were not completely lifeless, the female elf also regained some vitality. She looked at Mr. Long, her voice was low, and there was unknown fear and indescribable gratitude in her eyebrows, "Then It’s a container, it’s scary.”

Her voice was very low, but Mu Wanwan heard it all.

Container?

What container and why is it scary? Thousands of thoughts were running through her mind. She narrowed her pupils slightly and saw the half-grown Mr. Long moving——

Perhaps he was a little tired from maintaining the same position for a long time. He tightly grasped the edge of the cage with his **** palms and slowly stood up.

He is already taller than Mu Wanwan. His black clothes stick to his body. When he bends his back, you can see his protruding butterfly bones due to malnutrition and the two strands hanging from Mr. Xiaolong’s forehead. Broken hair is generally fragile.

"Ah!" Seeing him stand up, the several numb people who were imprisoned opposite showed frightened expressions, as if he was some kind of terrifying evil ghost.

"Monster, monster."

A man who was about to lose his mind twisted his face and murmured, "A monster that can absorb evil energy!"

Why do you call him a monster? Why do you look at him like this? Mu Wanwan couldn't understand. She looked at Mr. Xiaolong with a cold expression and felt as painful and sad as if she was being pricked by countless needles.

She slowly stretched out her hand towards him and folded it over his hand holding the railing. The palm of her hand felt cold and sticky, cold.

"Mr. Long." Mu Wanwan called him softly, but he only received a cold and gloomy look. His eyebrows were dark and there was no emotion in his eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, and the atmosphere in the valley became even weirder. As the sunlight disappeared, the few people who were unconscious before collapsed and cried.

Mu Wanwan sat next to Mr. Xiaolong, watching the light in his eyes dimming little by little with the sunlight.

"Hehehe, which one should we eat tonight?" A gust of fishy wind blew by, and the sinister man who captured the Atie brothers and sisters during the day was followed by several men, looking at the several people in the cage.

"Third son, everyone has finished eating for you, leave two for us." Fourth son smiled on the side, "I forgot to tell you before, that elf can't move, I'll wait and see again This is a gift for Fifth Sister on her birthday in a few days."

"Fourth son, you are really verbose." Erzi punched him on the side, "I don't want to eat dwarves who are so ugly. That hybrid dragon brother also said it was a container, and he wasted so many magic cores every day. , I only have so much food to eat every day, and I have to share it with you, tsk."

Erzi glanced at several trembling cultivators, and randomly selected a male cultivator, "He's the one, more meat."

"No, don't eat me!" The male cultivator looked ferocious and hid behind a female cultivator aside, "Eat, eat my junior sister, her flesh is tenderer than mine, I'm not as talented, you won't get any benefit from eating me !"

He almost roughly lifted the numb female cultivator beside him to him, not remembering how deeply he confessed to her before he went out to do the sect mission.

"Hehehehe." Sanzi was not surprised by this. He had seen many such scenes with humans, and he would feel happy every time. For their demon birds, humans are just food. Watching the food die Struggle is a joy.

It’s just that this woman has already suffered a mental breakdown, so there’s no point in letting them play a trick of killing each other.

"You eat him, eat that container, he is a dragon, his meat must be delicious, please, don't eat me, don't eat me, I want to live!"

Er Zi obviously didn't have much patience. He was already hungry. He opened the iron door and directly took out the male cultivator who was so frightened that he wet his pants.

Aling also felt something was wrong. The little dwarf girl tightly grabbed her brother's sleeves.

Mu Wanwan looked at everything in front of her. She listened to the few people talking about magic cores and containers in an understated manner, and her hands and feet felt a little weak when she saw the man who betrayed his companions just to live for one more day.

However, those few people had no intention of cleaning up the male cultivator before eating him. They just turned into huge magic birds in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

"Ah——!!"

Screams rang out, and the ground was stained with large pools of blood, soaking the soil bit by bit, and the sound of bones being chewed was obvious.

With an uncomfortable feeling surging in his stomach, Mu Wanwan subconsciously wanted to grasp Mr. Long's sleeves beside him, but it penetrated his thin body.

When she closed her eyes, they were all red, and she saw the almost dull eyes of the Atie brothers and sisters across from them.

The female cultivator still looked numb, but the elf showed a smile that seemed to indicate that he had escaped disaster.

After devouring the male cultivator, the three giant birds were still not satisfied, and gnawed at the cage containing Mr. Long with their big mouths carrying a strong fishy smell.

Blood and saliva dripped down, and the terrifying fishy wind and appetizing roar made Mu Wanwan uncontrollably retching.

She was in a spiritual state and felt no less uncomfortable, but she couldn't vomit anything out.

All this is like a nightmare.

When those people finally left, Mu Wanwan gradually recovered.

Mr. Xiaolong’s cage was in a mess, and he was stained with smelly blood and saliva. Mu Wanwan looked at him and frowned, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, thought about it and tore off a small piece, and then started to clean himself up.

No matter how hard I wiped it, the strong odor could not be eliminated.

He just wiped it stubbornly, over and over again, holding back the unsheathed hatred in his deep black eyes.

That was a look she had never seen before.

But she wasn't afraid.

She just feels distressed now and hates that she couldn't stay by his side when he was still weak, even if it was to accompany him to wipe his long hair stained by blood?

She is not afraid and will never be afraid of him.

Mu Wanwan looked sadly at A Tie and A Ling who were speechless across from him. Thinking of Mr. Dalong who still didn't know where he was in reality, his heart became more and more painful.

However, this is far from the end.

The next few days were filled with the same depression and despair. On the fifth day when there were fewer and fewer people in the cage, the eldest brother and fifth sister mentioned by the third son came back.

It was a feminine man and a charming woman. They were not as tasteless as the other giant birds. He took Fifth Sister straight to the cage containing Mr. Long.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and all the magic core I fed you has been absorbed." His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he looked at Mr. Long as if he were looking at his future self.

"It's really a good tool for seizing the body." The fifth sister on the side also chimed in, "Although he is a hybrid dragon and his blood is not pure enough, he is better because of his outstanding talent, and he has been fed by you for two weeks, but it has gradually improved. He can absorb the magic core. In more than a month, when he breaks through the fourth level and falls into disaster, big brother, you can seize the opportunity. Of course, the fifth-level soul can suppress his weak fourth-level soul. Then, big brother, you can It is not impossible to get rid of the shackles of talent and ascend to godhood."

The feminine man obviously liked her secret flattery. He smiled at her, pinched his throat and said, "Where is the magic core."

The fifth sister smiled sweetly and took out the results of this hunt from the Qiankun bag, a fourth-level magic core and three third-level monster cores.

Mu Wanwan looked at the demonic core exuding strong demonic energy in the feminine man's hand, and felt cold all over. Half of Mr. Long's body was hidden in the shadows, with only his thin and pointed chin exposed.

The feminine man's eyes flashed, his head twisted into an ugly bird's head, and his arms turned into wings. After a gust of evil wind, Mu Wanwan and Mr. Xiaolong were blown to the edge of the cage.

She watched the black mist wrap around him, watched helplessly as he exposed his sharp teeth and golden eyes shining with rich hatred, and was forced to swallow the magic core. The power of the fourth-level magic core was simply not something he, who was still only at the third level, could withstand.

Mu Wanwan watched him fall to the ground soberly and in pain, and heard the feminine man softly say, "You have to adapt well to my future body. I haven't eaten for a long time, so these two dwarf brothers and sisters will Just treat it as a snack."

Mu Wanwan watched the feminine man smile and throw the frightened brother and sister Atie into Mr. Long's cage. Listening to A Ling's hoarse cry, his mind went blank with anger. She is really good. I really want to kill all these beasts.

The next moment, there was a violent tremor in the cage. Mu Wanwan subconsciously turned around and saw Mr. Long, whose handsome face was dripping with blood.

There was blood on his lips, and the demonic energy from the fourth-level and third-level demonic cores exploded, breaking through his meridians, splitting his skin, and releasing the demonic energy wantonly.

Mr. Xiaolong's dark eyes were dyed gold, the dragon horns and ears that had been hidden on his forehead also popped out, the two fangs on his lips, and his hands and feet had turned into claws uncontrollably.

The demonic energy can make people delirious and thirsty for blood.

She watched her cute Mr. Xiao Long bite off the flesh on her arm, and watched him bleed in pain.

He bared his teeth and was scarier than the dragon in the picture book. He said in a cold and hoarse voice to Brother Atie, "Get out."

A Tie seemed to have come to his senses, hugging his silly sister and squeezing towards the edge of the cage.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were filled with tears. She helplessly wanted to hug him again and again, and wanted to reach out and cover his skin that was constantly bleeding.

It is too hard to maintain the human form, and it is almost foreseeable that the Atie brothers and sisters will be killed when they turn into dragons.

Mu Wanwan could do nothing but watch as he could no longer maintain his dignity, writhing on the ground in pain, with dark evil energy dripping from his eyes like tears.

But even if he was unwilling to hurt others, the terrifying demonic energy overflowing from his wounds still swept through the entire small cage, impacting the bodies of Atie and Aling, one after another that would not cut the dwarf's body. Clothes and relatively hard skin, but after more than a dozen times, wounds were added to their bodies bit by bit.

An additional wound on Ah Tie's body made Mu Wanwan's spirit body feel pain.

The rush of demonic energy was not just a simple pain. It swept over him, making his brain numb for a while, and then the pain became more severe bit by bit.

It hurts, it hurts.

But Mr. Long will only hurt more than her and suffer more than her.

This torture lasted for a whole day and night. By the time it was over, Mr. Long was covered in blood.

Even though Ah Ling was protected in Atie's arms, she was still seriously injured and dying.

A Tie was also covered in bruises and looked at Mr. Xiaolong getting up from the ground, full of fear and hatred.

"Monster."

"Monster."

Mu Wanwan heard Ah Tie's despair and pain, huddled in the corner in fear, murmuring over and over again, and held Ah Ling's little body tightly in her arms.

But Mr. Xiaolong just remained silent, staggering up little by little, walked to the position where Mu Wanwan was half leaning when he first saw him, and slowly, slowly slid to the ground.

His arm was so bitten that the bones could be seen.

Mr. Xiaolong stretched out his twisted arm, took out the broken and disfigured handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the blood on his face bit by bit.

However, he wiped it carefully, but he couldn't wipe it clean.

The sky outside was dark, and the dark clouds were rolling up. The drizzle of raindrops fell on his black eyelashes, across his dark eyes, and rolled up a shallow stream of blood, sinking into his clothes.

Mu Wanwan was half-kneeling on the ground, her body covered with pain from the rain-soaked wounds. She raised her head and saw that his cheeks were getting cleaner bit by bit. His wounds healed quickly, and now there are only **** scars on his face.

She wanted to reach out and lift his hair away from his forehead, but she saw Mr. Xiaolong slowly unfurling his eyebrows. Mu Wanwan looked at his slightly raised corners of his lips and felt sour in his heart.

She wanted to grab his collar and ask him loudly why he was so stupid and so easily satisfied? It's just rain, it's just rain, not water that can really wash you clean.

But he couldn't hear it.

I can’t hear you.

It rained continuously for three days.

Due to lack of food and typhoid fever, A Ling still could not survive.

The body of the little dwarf girl became colder and stiffer little by little.

A Tie went crazy. The dwarf boy hid in the corner, staring at Mr. Long with hatred, hatred and fear.

His sister died, and even though he knew it was not Mr. Long's fault, he couldn't help but hate him.

He didn't dare to hate those people, so he could only hate him.

"Why don't you die? You killed my sister!"

As night fell, when Mr. Long would rest with his eyes closed, Atie would drag his injured body, approach him carefully, and curse over and over again.

Mu Wanwan knew that Mr. Long was not asleep, and also knew that her dragon had felt guilty to a certain extent.

It's just not his fault.

Two days later, the elf on the other side could not escape the disaster. She was swallowed by the fifth sister.

The feminine man marveled at Mr. Xiaolong’s self-control and ate A Ling’s body in front of A Tie.

His prototype is a giant vulture-like bird that likes fresh flesh and does not resist carrion. Mu Wanwan saw that the tops of his wings were beginning to rot. This was a magical bird that was about to reach its end.

Mu Wanwan looked at Atie's painful cry, covered his head and said sorry.

From that moment on, he never scolded Mr. Long again.

After another two or three days, Mu Wanwan was about to collapse due to this desperate and oppressive atmosphere, but the weather was getting better and better, and the sun filled the valley.

The previous rain washed away most of the bloodstains. Mr. Xiaolong's healing power is very strong. The wounds on his body have almost healed, and the blood scars have fallen off, and he has returned to his handsome appearance.

Mu Wanwan accompanied him to watch the sunset gradually setting on the horizon, staining the clouds with blush. The breeze blew through his long hair, and the sun fell on his face, very gently.

Such a scene can almost be called tranquil.

Except for the painful cries of the half-dead slaves and the unkind voices of those who came.

"Brother, do you really want to take action now?" Erzi rubbed his head, "Isn't the dragon about to break through yet?"

"You know nothing." Fourth son bared his teeth, "Brother can't wait any longer. It's not easy to meet such a suitable person. Last time, all the magic cores were absorbed."

"Brother, don't forget about us when you break through to the sixth level." Fifth sister said softly, "I also want to eat and see the young dragon, but it's a pity that those in the dragon tribe watch their precious little ones too closely. For so many years, this unlucky hybrid dragon has been unlucky."

"No problem." The feminine man squinted his eyes, but his tone was gentle, "I will open the Dragon Locking Stone later, and he will definitely resist. Later, you will all stand at the four corners of the cage to help me watch the formation. , then when the formation started, I started to seize the body."

"I'll have to work hard for you later." The feminine man said, "By then, all the slaves still alive in this valley will have to sacrifice their blood."

"Brother, what are you talking about? We have agreed a long time ago that we would be happy to exchange your savings for these thousand slaves." This time it was the hook-nosed third son.

They said proudly, not taking the lives of the monks, orcs, and elves at all.

Mu Wanwansisi clenched her fists and watched them arrange magic circles around them. She got angry and punched and kicked a few ugly birds. Why should they bully her dragon?

Is it because no one is on his side and no one defends him?

But she loves him very much, and she stands on his side.

When she thought about Big Stupid Dragon's life and death outside, and now Mr. Xiaolong was being bullied, she couldn't help but feel sore eyes.

But no matter how much Mu Wanwan objected and struggled, the formation gradually took shape.

The red clouds on the horizon were dripping with blood, and several demonic birds excitedly turned into prototypes. The formation spread like black lines all around, covering every slave in a cage in the valley.

"Then I'll start. Remember to suppress him." The feminine man said to several demon birds that had turned into prototypes.

The four magic birds chirped excitedly, and the feminine man slowly opened the cage containing Mr. Long.

When the four magic birds swooped down, Mu Wanwan saw the feminine man smiling ferociously.

"The magic core is not enough, yours is just right!" A strong demonic aura evaporated from his body and turned into a half-rotten demonic bird. The powerful aura unfolded and entangled the other four demonic birds in an instant. "Die for me."

A shrill cry rang out, and the four demonic birds, which were only at level 4 and still in the formation, could not defeat their "big brother" at all. The blood mist exploded, and dirty blood full of demonic energy fell down.

The world in front of her eyes turned bright red, and Mu Wanwan saw her Mr. Xiaolong getting bigger little by little.

This was the first time she clearly saw his prototype, a body bigger than a demon bird, with golden and white scales, a fifth claw curled up on the abdomen, a powerful dragon tail, and a ferocious attack power. The dragon horns, and the plush ears that were enlarged countless times.

He flew up from in front of her, causing a rain of blood all over the place, but it seemed that he had taken over her entire world.

She was tossed around by the wind and the afterglow. The sound of rolling rocks was loud. Scales and feathers penetrated her body, blurring her vision.

I don’t know how much time passed, Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her legs, and heard the sound of a giant object falling to the ground. She struggled to open her eyes, half floating in the air, and saw the blood-soaked low moans, and countless The cage shattered, and the aftermath of the battle killed a number of vulnerable people.

In the rain of blood, he slowly turned into the indifferent young man. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face. With a golden light in his eyes, he just looked at those people who had not paid attention to him indifferently. His slaves flew away.

The memory gradually became blurry. Mu Wanwan saw Atie who was affected by the aftermath and his legs were hit by rocks. Thinking of his thickly wrapped animal skin pants and the dark scars all over his body, he vaguely understood that Uncle Tie's memory had come to an end. end.

She was left where she was, watching Mr. Xiaolong's back gradually fly away, so far away that she would lose sight of him soon.

Don't leave.

Don't leave.

Don't leave me behind.

Mu Wanwan struggled, trying to chase his shadow, but the next moment, his head felt dizzy, and the world in front of him changed in an instant, as if falling from the sky in an instant.

Mu Wanwan opened his eyes suddenly, and the sky was bright.

She looked at the empty and disappearing crystal ball in her hand, and in her ears heard Mengmeng’s anxious chirping and the sound of Hongye knocking on the door, “Madam, aren’t you going to go out today?”

Mu Wanwan was startled, it turned out that it was time to go out now?

She put on her clothes, wiped the tears from her eyes, glanced at the empty bed, and gave an ugly smile.

"Tweet." Mengmeng was so frightened that when she saw her waking up, she rubbed her face with her head.

"I'm fine." Mu Wanwan touched Maojiu's head, "Be good, wait for me at home."

She left some spirit stones and fruits for Mengmeng, hurriedly packed her things, put on her curtain hat and went out.

Hongye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her, "Madam, why didn't you come today? I've been waiting for you for more than two hours, and it's almost noon."

"Slept over." Mu Wanwan didn't want to talk, but Hongye didn't care.

This time Mu Wanwan went out just to complete the task. She went to Xianqing Pavilion a little mechanically and met Jiu Qing.

She was a little prettier than before. When they met, she said she could take care of Bai Shuiyao soon. She also gave her a beautiful hairpin and forced her to wear it. Uncle Zong and Aunt Yun's condition has also improved a lot. The elixir Mu Wanwan brought this time earned her one high-grade spiritual stone and five medium-grade spiritual stones.

From Uncle Zong, Mu Wanwan also learned that Uncle Tie was traveling.

Mu Wanwan had been worried that the dragon would come back when she left, so she left after finishing her errands. She only stayed in the market for a few hours, and when she returned to the yard, everything was as it was when she left.

She took off her hat, put down her backpack, and took out the note Mr. Long left before leaving. She didn't have the heart to tear it up, so she threw it on the ground angrily, leaving it for the soul chickens. After eating enough food, I carried Mengmeng to the study.

She no longer wants to think about that bad dragon, she no longer wants to deal with him, she wants to refine many, many elixirs to keep herself busy.

Big Fat Jiu is very obedient, not like a dragon.

Mu Wanwan locked herself in the study to refine elixirs, trying to forget the annoying dragon who broke the promise.

She had all the spiritual stones piled up around her, kept the seeds at hand, and had no patience to wait for the spiritual plants to grow up. She just roughly ripened them, and then made elixirs, repeating mechanical movements, as if this could numb herself.

In fact, she also succeeded. The sun rises and sets outside, whether it is sunny or rainy, it has nothing to do with her.

She no longer looks forward to the dragon or returning in three to five days.

When the spiritual power in her body is exhausted, she absorbs the spirit stones. She ripens and refines the elixir day and night. The originally long waiting time seems to have passed very quickly.

But why does my heart feel so uncomfortable today?

Mu Wanwan rubbed her tired forehead, feeling an unignorable sense of tearing and exhaustion coming from the depths of her soul. Why was the alchemy furnace floating in front of her getting closer and closer to her?

Why is it so uncomfortable?

"Chirp!!"

"Chirp!!!!"

The world in front of him seemed to be spinning. Mu's curved forehead hit the hot alchemy furnace, and his eyes were filled with scarlet.

Mengmeng was so anxious that he didn’t know what was going on. He looked at the burning pill fire and thought about the information that had come to his mind these days. He opened his bright yellow beak and sucked all the pill fire into the little one. His mouth was filled with tears, then he let out a hot burp, and lay down on the ground with his head dizzy.

"Cute..."

Mu Wanwan reached out to catch Mengmeng who suddenly fell down. With his half-open eyes, he caught a glimpse of the closed door being opened. Blood dripped from under his tattered robe that had turned into blood red, staining the ground. Dots of red spots on the skin.

Her eyelashes trembled, tears welled up, and she felt that all the fatigue and pain she had not cared about surged up.

She hurts so much. It hurts so much.

I can't see if he's back.

I could only hear footsteps coming from my ears, and the smell of blood was mixed with the tip of my nose. I didn't know if it was my own or his.

"Mr. Long..."

Mu's curved, chapped lips moved and made a small sound.

"It hurts so much..."

A pair of wet and **** hands gently touched her cheek, and she heard his hoarse voice, "I'm back."