I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating - Chapter 117

“…”

Mu Wanwan’s vision was blurred, and she wanted to reach out her other hand to touch her dragon, but there was only a burst of pain.

What she failed to do, Nalong helped her do…

Carefully hugged her in his arms, took her other hand that was holding his shirt, and placed it on his cheek.

The red blood stained half of his face, but Mr. Long didn’t dislike it at all.

He bent his eyebrows, as Mu Wanwan had expected countless times, gently leaned his cheek, and touched her fingertips with his lips.

It seems to be saying.

it is true.

Mu Wanwan tried to open her half-closed eyes, the pain made her almost speechless.

Mr. Long hugged her and lightly landed on the ground. He gently wiped off the blood on Mu Wan’s forehead. When she saw her injury, the guilt and anger that permeated him quickly tore his re-beating heart. Cracked.

The thin lips suddenly conjured up, and his eyes flashed with terrible arcs.

After less than three days from the outside world, his wife was harmed by this group of chasing and biting dogs. If he came back later, wouldn’t he lose her completely?

With a light touch on his hand, Mr. Long lowered his head to see her bracing the body that was about to collapse, and tried his best to say, “Moe…Moe…”

“Give it to me.” Mr. Long said, holding her disappearing right arm.

Mu Wanwan only felt a burst of warmth from her right arm, and the suffocation that had made her almost intolerable was also relieved a lot, and the pain disappeared completely, leaving only a slight sense of fatigue, but her body was on the verge of collapse, and she was temporarily unable to speak.

She was held in his arms by a certain dragon, watching him stand up and bend his lips toward her. Those rain stones that were about to fall, and the thunder roaring in his ears seemed to be silenced, leaving only the golden micro Light.

She was slightly startled, and the light fell into her eyes.

Mr. Long’s spiritual consciousness slightly oscillated, and the huge projection of the world descended. The stones and ground that were about to collapse immediately stopped, and even the stagnant ones, and Aoqin, who was about to give a fatal blow to the burning hairball. With Wu Yao, who is watching the excitement with his arms around.

what happened?

Qinglong had a huge mouth and sharp teeth exposed. The dragon’s whiskers that were fluttering in the breeze also stopped in the air. Suddenly, his body could not move, and Ao Qin was filled with fear from the bottom of his heart.

His large copper bell-like eyes moved slightly, and the unrecoverable divine consciousness that had been released outside was pressed to the ground by Mr. Long’s huge world projection, and there were bursts of tingling pain from the sea of ​​knowledge, and Ao Qin saw it in horror. A dragon that should have died.

He held Mu Wanwan, who was expected to be crushed to death, in his arms, and his whole body was not stained with dust except the blood on his face.

The warriors of the Dragon and Witch races who were fighting to kill Jiu Qing were also completely unable to move in the face of such an almost irresistible force.

what happened?

Now those simple fears in his heart are fully manifested, the dragon is not dead, how is this possible!

His broken corners are all broken, his broken corners are broken!

The horn representing the life of the dragon has been completely broken, how could he not die!

Did he succeed?

No, it’s impossible.

This idea was severely extinguished by Ao Qin as soon as he appeared. He couldn’t succeed. He hadn’t succeeded without a dragon for tens of thousands of years. How could he succeed with an orphan dragon? It should be him who wants to succeed. As long as he eats the white phoenix and sacrifices blood to these talented people, he will be able to break through, and he can learn the techniques in the core of the forbidden area, and he can have strength and break through to the highest realm!

Even if you think so, the jealousy in my heart that is like crazy weeds still quickly occupied Ao Qin’s entire heart. Together with the pervasive fear, it is woven into a net that is dense enough to strangle everything, making the original arrogant open mouth. “Junshang” is ugly and funny like a big cyan bug.

Even more shocked than Ao Qin was Wu Yao, who was originally watching a joke.

The Wu Clan does not pay attention to spiritual knowledge in cultivation, but his spiritual knowledge is not weak, and even because of the chaos soul, he is stronger than Aoqin of the same rank, reaching the point where he is approaching the seventh rank.

But now, the divine consciousness he was originally proud of was crushed and he had no power to fight back. The original thick mountain of divine consciousness was under the pressure of Mr. Long’s divine consciousness, and it was as fragile as a pitiful thin piece of paper.

He not only broke through, but also reached the height he Wu Yao dreamed of.

This cognition almost destroyed all of Wu Yao’s will. When his limbs and blood gu could not move, he had to recognize reality…

The dragon came back, an enemy they couldn’t beat anyway.

He Wu Yao still has the backbone. Thinking of what he and Ao Qin did to Mu Wanwan and the others before, Wu Yao felt deep regret. He gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes.

He is calculating, if he sacrifices the lives of all the witches present, what is the probability of his escape!

“Tweet…”

The bad dragon is back.

The blood slid down and the feathers fell off in large pieces, making a very pleasant chirp.

Great.

He wanted to hold on and not close his eyes, but the pain that couldn’t be ignored and the rapid loss of vitality and urging talisman made Mengmeng seem to be dozing off.

His big eyes were half-closed, and he tried to open them again.

His body burned more and more intensely, as if to burn him to ashes.

In the next moment, the burning big ball of hair drifted to the side of Mu Wanwan and Mu Wanwan a little bit by the movements of Mr. Long.

Mu Wanwan’s gaze fell on the fireball that could no longer see the inside, full of guilt and self-blame.

If it wasn’t for her protection, Mengmeng wouldn’t have suffered such a serious injury.

Mr. Long noticed her sadness and gently put the person down, walked to Mengmeng’s side, and stretched out his hand to press on the fire ball.

When he looked at Mengmeng looking at him, his wavy eyes that were about to be completely closed were shining brightly. Using the way of divine consciousness communication, he gave the tweeted that he could not hear, the most desired compliment, “Mengmeng has completed the agreement. Great.”

The big hairball was relieved…

Mengmeng has fulfilled the promise, and is the most powerful and best tweet in the world!

Tweeting is so tired, I’m going to sleep, and I can see my mother again when I wake up.

Before slowly closing his eyes, the hairball tried to pretend to be happy, but those large groups of tears that snaked down from the eye sockets, the monk’s young soul was convulsed like a convulsion, and it was not pulled at all. Old father’s heart.

Mr. Long softly lowered his eyebrows helplessly, his palms were shining brightly, and gently pressed on the cute head, “Go to sleep.”

Absorbed too much energy in advance, and was bitten again, but fortunately, because of the strong will, it was dangerous to enter the state of first nirvana ahead of time…

However, he came back, “Nothing will happen.”

After Mr. Long finished speaking, the newly-grown dragon horns flashed, forming a brighter and larger spiritual power cover than before, wrapping up the still burning big hair ball.

Mu Wanwan was relieved when he saw Mr. Long’s movements. With his reaction, Mengmeng should be fine.

While Mr. Long was doing these things, Jiu Qing pushed away a witch clan and touched the almost pierced neck with lingering fear. Seeing that the witch suddenly couldn’t move, he didn’t show any mercy, and a purple light cut open. When he touched his neck, purple-green blood splashed out and poured her face.

“It’s disgusting.” Jiu Qing raised his hand and wiped his face, and turned to look at the silent battlefield. When he touched Mr. Long who was holding Mu Wanwan, his brows raised unconsciously.

It really made him successful.

Some Tier 3 fighters who were on the verge of death also got a chance to catch their breath. Under the light liquid created by Mu Wanwan that had not disappeared, they recovered some physical strength and spirit, and killed the immobile witches who were about to kill them. And the blood worms have been killed.

Uncle Chen and the others also took the opportunity to turn over and treated the witches with no mercy. Aunt Hua rushed to Mu Wanwan’s side. Mr. Long, who hadn’t looked at him, hurriedly checked Mu Wanwan’s situation and found her The situation is not bad, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Aunt Hua.” Aunt Hua’s heart jumped when she heard the neglected strong man next to her accurately called her name, and then she faced the dragon on one side.

Mu Wanwan cast a approving look at him, and got an embarrassed reply from a certain dragon.

As soon as Uncle Chen came, he saw their hands shaking.

“Uncle Chen.” Mr. Long also called to him, and explained, “Ms. Ma told me that I mentioned you before, thank you very much.”

His attitude towards his elders is very respectful, even though the current location and background are so wrong.

Ao Qin still opened his mouth comically, because he couldn’t close it for a long time, his saliva flowed down, and even dripped on the guards of the Azure Dragon clan who were also immobile on the ground. A sense of humiliation made him a self-esteem from the noble dragon clan from the noble blood line. Almost torn.

He greeted Mr. Long with a smile on his face and said hello to Uncle Chen, and he only felt like a joke!

Isn’t he even worthy to be the opponent of this dragon!

Wu Yao’s eyes were cracking with anger, and he struggled with all his strength and moved his spiritual consciousness, in exchange for the dragon’s understatement.

Mr. Long glanced at Wu Yao slightly. In the hateful eyes of Ao Qin and Wu Yao, he slowly took out a shell bed from the mustard space that Mu Wanwan could still use, and then took out a few more sets. Tables, chairs and benches.

Then carefully hugged Mu Wanwan onto the bed and motioned to Aunt Chen Shuhua, Mo Teng and Chi Yan who had just arrived to sit down.

Mu Wanwan: “…”

Jiu Qing came with his wounded tail: “…”

Ao Qin was about to vomit blood. Who is he looking down on?

Who do you look down on?

Uncle Chen was not polite, and sat down.

Mr. Long moved carefully to put down Mu Wanwan’s hand, and set a layer of spiritual power around her.

As Mu Wanwan was familiar with before, the inner layer was a little dark and hazy, and it didn’t look real to the outside.

“Madam waits for me for a moment.” He curled up his long eyelashes, his tone seemed calm, “There are still some bugs that haven’t been resolved. Don’t let the blood stain your eyes.”

Feng, who was not far away, shuddered steadily when he heard this.

The moment he watched Mr. Long turned his back and did not look at Mu Wanwan, his original soft expression almost instantly turned into disgust and hatred. When those phoenix eyes swept to him, it seemed to be casually killing intent. Let his spine cool and his scalp numb.

The two are over.

Feng Hanmao thought about standing upside down, but couldn’t help but feel refreshed.

He and the Dragon Clan have indirect blood feuds.

… Ao Qin watched that dragon slowly approached him, humiliated and unwilling.

Decades of planning, countless days and nights of jealousy, the desire to finally get rid of the shadows, everything made him unable to accept such a result.

The blue dragon bronze bell-like eyes still had killing intent and unwillingness. He looked at the dragon that hadn’t even turned into a half-dragon shape, and simply stood in front of him, with a sharp hatred flashing in his eyes like a sword scabbard. , Pierced his eyes.

“Ao Qin.”

He heard the dragon call his name, and in the next moment, he uncontrollably changed back to a human form and knelt under his feet.

Ao Qin wanted to ridicule, but found that he couldn’t say a word.

A white light slammed into his body, and Ao Qin suddenly felt that his unconscious knee was tingling like a needle into the bone, and the surrounding environment was terribly cold, as if his pain had been magnified dozens of times.

Before the dragon started, he was already in pain and sweating, and he was in pain.

“Are you my wife that this hand touched?” As soon as the cold voice fell, an unspeakable pain came from his left hand, annihilated bit by bit from the depths of the bone marrow, as if it was accompanied by a numb itchy gnawed by countless ants. With convulsions and convulsions, Ao Qin slumped to the ground, unable to get up like a dead dog.

Looking at the blood flowing from his mouth, Mr. Long slowly raised his eyebrows, dragging a long tail, “Oh, it seems to be this one.”

There was another clicking sound, and Ao Qin’s left arm was also abolished.

He was so painful that the sea of ​​consciousness was shaking, and his soul was unstable, and he wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

He did this too, but unfortunately before he had time to detonate the pronucleus in his body, he clearly sensed that a seemingly slender and weak hand penetrated his dantian directly, and he worked hard for the count. The centuries-old pronucleus was easily dug out.

“Your pronucleus is so beautiful, suitable for use as a toy for Mengmeng.” He almost died of pain, but had to be forced to hear his voice. The moment the pronucleus left the body, the physical pain reached its peak. The broken self-esteem and the general sense of frustration caused Ao Qin to spurt blood.

At the moment of dying, his body also turned into a blue dragon. In Mr. Long’s unwavering eyes, it turned into blood foam bit by bit.

Mu Wanwan was able to see some vaguely, and while feeling refreshed, he looked at Mr. Long standing still in the air with his sleeves full of blood, but he felt that he should be a little sad.

After all, he really regarded Ao Qin as a friend.

When she gets better, she must make some delicious dragons to feed her and comfort him.

If Mr. Long learns her thoughts, he will laugh.

If he used to be, he might be sad, but now, not only is he not sad, but he also slowly pulled out Ao Qin’s soul.

This made Ao Qin dead, and it was too cheap for him.

He wanted him to repay the pain of his broken arm billions of times.

After doing all this, he turned his gaze to Wu Yao, whose heart was as gray as death, and his face was pale.

He was holding Ao Qin’s pronucleus in one hand, and Ao Qin’s blood was dripping with the tip of his crescent nail.

He shook his hand disgustingly, and the blood splashed on Wu Yao’s face with prominent eyeballs.

More than tens of thousands of direct blades made him feel fear and pain.

Mr. Long looked at him in fear, his ruddy lips curled in a beautiful arc, but he placed his hand on his head without mercy.

“I heard,” he said slowly to make Wu Yao tremble, “does the Wu clan have such things as female worms?”

When he hit the door earlier, he wanted to search for the soul of the leader of the Witch clan, but it was a pity that he was not strong enough at that time.

Divine consciousness felt like being torn apart. The secrets and disgusting deeds that the witches had concealed for thousands of years all appeared in front of Mr. Long, including the centuries-long pain of the chaos and the appearance of the old dying before disappearing.

Under the corner of his lips, when he recovered, Wu Yao’s body, including the female worm in his body, had already turned into powder under his hands.

A large number of Wu people also died on the spot with the death of the female worm.

“Heh.” Mr. Long sneered, and squeezed Wu Yao’s soul who was attempting to explode in his hands.

Chaos has endured the pain of being sucked for a hundred years, and it’s all the fault of the Witch Clan.

He closed his eyes, and the powerful power diverged. In front of everyone, this time, he was no longer inferior and turned into a prototype…

The moment he passed the inheritance test, he accepted a huge amount of inheritance knowledge, and he was also able to read the words that he kept in his mind and chaotically carved on the stone wall.

He knew that he was not a hybrid dragon, he was not an orphan that no one wanted.

He knew that he had been loved like this before.

He is the best looking dragon in Wanwan and Chaos’s eyes.

The only five-clawed golden dragon in the world.

Those dragons and witches were extremely small in his eyes.

Aoqin, whose soul was imprisoned, discovered that he had golden scales, a body several times larger than the Golden Dragon clan, and the dragon horns he dreamed of. The souls near the seventh level could not accept this ending, starting from the deepest. A little bit of collapse.

He does not accept it!

He doesn’t believe it!

This is fake! all fake! He should be the most noble dragon of the dragon family!

Long chants resounded, Mu Wanwan understood his emotions and laughed.

And those dragons and witches who still maintained the prototype bite, following this dragon chant, in shock and regret, bit by bit turned into powder.

Before his death, the Great Elder of the Golden Dragon clan looked at the dragon that he dreamed of blood sacrifice. Before he was annihilated, he saw the fifth claw that he had hidden under his abdomen, and he closed his huge eyes.

It turns out that he is really not a hybrid dragon. If he knew it, he would not insult him.

Before Bai Huan died, she thought with regret.

The scene where hundreds of dragons and thousands of Witch tribes disappeared together was spectacular, staining the original white ice field with blood, and only the small area where Mu Wanwan was located was clean.

It seems that the last part of Mr. Long’s heart is soft.

…

When the dust settled, everyone packed up and returned to the city of Ifa.

Most of the fighters who came to help for the pill were still alive, and Chi Yan and Mo Teng arranged a temporary rest in Yifa.

The curse of many of them disappeared directly because of the death of most of the witches, and some still need to wait for Mu Wanwan to change his body and refine the pill.

Uncle Chen wrote down all the names of these people, and Mo Teng made a contract with them in the name of Xianqing Pavilion.

Hai Jiu and the others hadn’t rushed to leave yet, Jiu Qing listened to the wayward little princess gritted her teeth and said that she wanted to see what Mu Wanwan’s original body looked like, otherwise she wouldn’t be reconciled.

She just smiled, Hai Jiu’s mind was not bad, even if Mu Wanwan himself did not look very good, she probably couldn’t really do anything to Mr. Long who “becomes the strongest partner again” in her mouth.

However, what Wanwan was like, she still had some expectations.

As for Mengmeng…

Mengmeng is still in nirvana. According to Mr. Long, she will not be able to come out in March or May, and she may have to hatch again, but there will be no life threatening. Mu Wanwan just needs to wait quietly.

She didn’t feel the pain, but her body had reached its limit. Mu Wanwan, who needed to be reincarnated, was lying halfway in Mr. Long’s arms, looking at the people in the room, rather helpless.

“I’m about to start.” Aunt Hua shook her hand, “Don’t be afraid.”

After Aunt Hua’s words fell, Mu Wanwan felt that the line of sight in front of her was taking a moment, she blinked vigorously, and she looked at Mr. Long’s wet eyes, with tears still hanging on the eyelashes.

“lady.”

His voice was dumb and unbelievable, and Mu Wanwan was feeling helpless when listening…

Oh, really.

It’s already such a powerful dragon, how can I still like to shed tears.

It’s not that she can’t survive, Aunt Hua said, Mu Ling can reincarnate for at most a week before meeting him again.

Jiu Qing looked at Mr. Long a little disgustingly, and laughed for a while. Perhaps the more cherished, the more reluctant to part, even for a moment, he was unwilling.

“It’s started.” Aunt Hua, who couldn’t stand it, interrupted the crying dragon and began to take the wood spirit out of her body.

Mu Wanwan tried his best to smile at the crying Baolong, and saw that the right hand he was holding disappeared a little bit, and slowly closed his eyes.