I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 92|Ninety-two dragons

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His little lady was sitting cross-legged on the ground with cushions, wearing another piece of his clothes. She had tucked up the light white cuffs and sewed some small patterns on them.

Her black hair was scattered, and the pure heart jade was broken into several petals and lost its color.

The rich aroma of elixirs unique to the fourth-level elixirs on the tip of the nose became more and more obvious, and the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be gently soothed by an invisible hand. The tense and tired consciousness also calmed down little by little.

But Mr. Long clenched his fists, half-closed his eyebrows, and the cave originally illuminated by luminous pearls seemed to dim.

From where he stood, he could see a section of her pale wrist, with green spiritual energy dancing on her fingertips, and a faint trace of blood.

The long-term oppression made her body overwhelmed.

My heart felt sweet and astringent, and Long felt that his eyes were a little sore.

He is not the kind of dragon that loves to cry, but if his eyes are disobedient, he will always be very sore.

He was as silent as a shadow, looking at Mu's curved back. He was such a big dragon, but he was carefully hiding behind the curtain.

In fact, Mu Wanwan had already noticed it when Mr. Long came in.

She knew that he was back, but her spirit had not been dispersed yet. Her determination to refine this elixir was so strong that even though her spiritual power was a little weak, she still did not give up.

The impurities were removed, and the pale white liquid was completely integrated into the previous Gushen Pill.

There were originally three God-Reinforcing Pills, but now there is only one milky-white pill left.

Cold sweat slid from his forehead to his eyelashes. Mu Wanwan took a deep breath without hesitation. At the moment when the elixir was about to become a pill, he held the third-level spiritual ascending grass with his spiritual power, and grabbed a few spiritual stones with his other hand. Want to make a final breakthrough.

She moved very quickly, and before a certain dragon could react, her whole body was emitting bright green light.

Mr. Long looked at the blood dripping from her fingertips, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

The alchemy furnace gradually made a hissing sound, and the elixir that was about to become an elixir trembled violently, as if it was about to break through the alchemist's confinement and possess a certain spirituality.

"Condensation."

Mu Wanwan bit her lip tightly and read the word hard in her heart.

The next moment, she felt that almost all the spiritual power in her dantian was being sucked into the round, milky white pill along her fingertips.

My vision was a little blurry, but the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have broken some invisible barrier. Things that had been vaguely felt before like the existence of "spiritual power" gradually became clear at this moment.

Her eyes could hardly see the elixirs in the alchemy furnace, but there was something invisible that clearly revealed the situation in the alchemy furnace in front of her.

The moment all the spiritual energy was completely absorbed, a lavender line gradually spread on the round pill.

It is something that only level 4 or above elixirs have——

Dan pattern.

With a smile on his lips, Mu Wanwan wanted to raise his arm and put the elixir back into the jade bottle, but he saw the first-level elixir with some spirituality picking it up, and the fragrance of the elixir spread throughout the cave.

Mu Wanwan wanted to stand up and grab it, but his feet gave way and he fell into a certain dragon's arms in a bit of embarrassment.

The naughty elixir was also sealed into a jade bottle by Mr. Long and held in his hand.

He was not clean yet, and he still smelled of sea water and a faint fishy smell.

The spiritual power in his Dantian was drained, and with the expansion of his sea of ​​consciousness, Mu Wanwan frowned in pain, his feet were very soft, and his face was pale.

Not to mention standing up straight, she couldn't even push this cold-smelling dragon away.

Mr. Long didn’t know what was going on this time. Compared with his gentle movements before, this time he seemed a bit rough.

For the first time, Mu Wanwan realized that the plant dragon and the fragile-looking little dragon were really that powerful.

One of his wet arms tightly restrained her waist, and Mu Wanwan could only be forced to lean on his chest.

She felt very uncomfortable with the cold seawater and his slightly warm body temperature on her cheeks, so she only stretched out her soft fists to hit his back.

"Let go..." She was a little weak, and her voice seemed to be floating in the air. The little strength hit Mr. Long's back, let alone no pain, it was like Ticking him.

Mr. Long, who was usually very obedient to her, remained stubborn for two seconds before letting go after the lady clearly told her to let him go.

The strength holding her up on her waist disappeared. Before Mu Wanwan could take a breath, her wrist was clasped again.

The sweat on her forehead wetted her eyelashes, and she could not see very clearly. The little bit of consciousness she had finally generated was all used up in the process of refining the elixir, so Mu Wanwan is really from now on. "Mr. Wan" has become a little lady who has no power to restrain the little sweet dragon.

She only felt that she was forced to fall onto a hard body, which made her clothes wet. "You, you... what are you doing?"

Did this dragon receive any stimulation today?

My turtle used to be so furry that I had to clean up and change clothes when I came back from the sea, otherwise I wouldn’t even come in.

I was covered in water today.

"Eat." came with a low and hoarse voice that could not be ignored. Mu Wanwan felt that the pill she had finally refined before was pinched by two slender fingers and hit her mouth. side.

If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, Mr. Long would have succeeded.

But even so, Mu Wanwan's teeth still knocked a small amount of the elixir, and it melted in her mouth, turning into a long and warm medicinal power, which made her feel less uncomfortable than before.

Mu Wanwan blinked, and then he felt that the world in front of him became much clearer, and he also saw clearly the rather shameful posture of one person and one dragon——

Mr. Long sat on a jade stool on one side, and she sat on Mr. Long's lap. The dragon hugged her from behind, with one arm like an octopus wrapped tightly around her waist, and the other He held the elixir in his hand and put it to her lips, always trying to feed her.

Her back was pressed tightly against his chest, and her clothes were wet from the water on his body, making her feel cold and hot.

She felt a little embarrassed. She didn’t understand why Mr. Long, who was so shy before, was suddenly so proactive today. Before he hugged her, she could understand that he was worried about her falling. Now, she couldn’t find any excuse for the dragon. Not found.

It's just that his thighs were stiff and it was very uncomfortable for her to be held.

Mu Wanwan turned his head to avoid being roughly fed the elixir, and said quickly, "Well...the elixir is for you."

"You're strangling me, loosen, let go."

"No."

Compared to the first time when he let go obediently, the second time Mr. Long behaved as shamelessly as if he was still in the second period of high school.

Mu Wanwan struggled twice and felt that his arms were as strong as iron. He sighed helplessly and softened his voice, "It feels uncomfortable."

The next second, his waist became much looser, but a burst of heat passed by his ears. Mu Wanwan shuddered, and heard the dragon say in an extremely aggrieved voice, "Do you still know how uncomfortable it is?"

Mu Wanwan: "......"

"My hand is bleeding, don't you know?"

She then looked down and found that the blood on her hands had inadvertently smeared on the moon-white clothes she had altered from Mr. Long.

"I......"

“Again, overdraft again.” Mr. Long didn’t know if he had caught her this time. His voice was cold and fierce, but it made her ears wet. “How many times has this happened? Already?"

Mu Wanwan: "......"

"Du," there was a weight on his shoulder, and from the corner of his eye, Mu saw a certain dragon's ears twitching out and hanging down on his head, "It's all me."

Mu Wanwan: "?"

"Not good."

He was about to feel uncomfortable falling into the abyss, "It's useless."

He really didn't give her anything.

In addition to ensuring the most basic life, he could not provide her with anything else, and even the elixir required her to painstakingly refine it.

Obviously she was the one who was injured, but Mu Wanwan felt that this dragon was more unbearable than herself.

He is like this,

Really.

A bit cute qwq

Mu Wanwan felt that she was so immoral, and Long was about to feel uncomfortable and blame herself to death, but there was a smile in her eyes that could not be concealed.

She cheered up and opened Mr. Long's arm with all her strength, then stood up, shook herself, and then turned over and sat down with a slight blush on her face under his surprised and fragile gaze. on his legs.

This dragon is so embarrassed.

The black hair was tied into strands by the sea water, and the forehead hair stuck to the cheek. Except for the long and curled eyelashes, they were still curved firmly, and even the dark eyebrows seemed to be drooped.

"I was wrong." Mu Wanwan looked up at him, "I will never force myself like this in the future."

She explained seriously, fearing that the dragon would start to doubt Long Sheng again, "You are fine, it's not your problem."

After she finished speaking, she saw that the dragon pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak.

Just wanting her to take the elixir was still so determined.

Mu Wanwan realized that if she continued to be so entangled, she and Long would have to suffer from the cold for a long time.

I had no choice but to give in and say, "Let's go together."

Mr. Long finally moved. He raised his dark phoenix eyes, put a big palm on her waist, and held the elixir in his other hand and brought it to her lips. Although he didn't speak, he felt cold. The face expresses the meaning of the domineering president Long.

She must eat it.

Mu Wanwan is a Buddha. After getting along with him for so long, she knows very well what a dragon Mr. Long is, with a huge contrast between his heart and appearance.

But she finally refined the fourth-level elixir with elixir patterns, and she specially refined it for him so that she could take it alone...

Mu Wanwan made up her mind and smiled softly at him.

Then she saw that the dragon softened a little.