I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

The spiritual power shield made by Dragon Horn cracked, how could Mr. Long feel nothing.

He almost uncontrollably let out an angry moan, docked his tail and swayed, and ran away more quickly...

Three Tier 6 golden dragons that cooperate with each other tacitly, if he fights with all his strength, he won't be defeated.

But there is also a lady.

His horn was broken, and the protective shield formed was not as strong as before, and the aftermath of the battle would definitely affect her.

She is so fragile, he puts it on the tip of his heart, always guarding will be afraid of losing her.

How can she be hurt?

However, these dragons hurt her.

The heart's mouth seemed to have been cut out of flesh and blood, and behind him was a roaring chaser. Mr. Long quickly shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds. He was very fast and let go of his consciousness without concealing it. The powerful consciousness of the late seventh stage came, impacting. The three golden dragons 30 miles behind were dizzy and had bleeding in their noses and mouths.

Mr. Long took the opportunity to turn over his huge body, and a thick black mist appeared around him, blocking half of the sky at once.

Mu Wanwan's world also darkened, her brain was buzzing, she swallowed a few pills to get better, vaguely could hear the angry dragon chants from all directions, she just held tight Grabbing Mr. Long's Maomao, let him fly to any place with him.

But the three golden dragons couldn't avoid it, and were directly wrapped up in the black mist.

The Qinglong sound transmission order was lit, and Mu Wanwan hurriedly pressed the token to his ear, and heard Ao Qin’s confident voice, “I have discussed with the elders of the Golden Dragon clan. When the blood sacrifice comes, only a few of the Golden Dragon clan need to be divided. The elders have some flesh and blood."

His words were full of disdain for Mr. Long, "The three elders of the Golden Dragon clan, who are powerful, will definitely be able to catch this waste dragon back."

"Master Ao Qin is really foresight."

"That Junjun must be dead this time!"

There were several voices praising, Mu Wanwan frowned, feeling that the speed of a certain dragon under him was a little faster, and she saw the huge broken corner of his ear shining with a strong light.

It was like a demonstration, and it seemed to express my anger.

The brilliant light lit up, and she heard Mr. Long groan in pain, several scales fell off and flew into the black mist like a sharp sword...

Will the scales that have fallen out hurt?

Mu Wanwan hugged his plush ears distressedly, holding the pill, and clinging to the sound transmission order, praying that this escape will soon be over.

The cloud was broken open, and several golden flames spewed out. First, the sea of ​​flames that swept up, attacked one person and one dragon.

Mr. Long reacted quickly, and he was even more ruthless. Mu Wanwan did not feel the temperature of the flame, but saw the three golden dragons entangled in the black mist struggling desperately to blur the shadows.

After a while, he seemed to make a desolate cry and disappeared into the clouds.

She was stunned, feeling that the dragon under her was speeding up again, and vaguely heard an angry voice coming from the sound transmission Ling:

"Ao Qin, didn't you tell us that the Lord only recovered 70% of his strength?" The three elders of the Golden Dragon tribe were entangled in the black fog. The huge prototypes were all wounds. He could not fly in the black fog at all, he had to do it. Turning into a human form, he vented his anger at a piece of sound transmission that had been left in the Golden Dragon clan in anger.

The second elder was also quite embarrassed by the black mist, and did not give Ao Qin any face.

They are very strong. The three brothers are walking sideways in the Dragon Clan. They have long seen Ao Qin not pleasing to the eye. A junior of the Qinglong Clan, with average strength, is just playing with them this time, so naturally he won't be angry.

Ao Qin, who was flying halfway from the border of the Witch tribe, immediately paled. He didn't speak or didn't speak. He just felt like he was slapped on his face with a slap in the face, and his sullen face almost didn't crush the voice transmission order.

How could it recover so fast, how could it be possible!

He twisted his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, take a moment, when I return to the clan, I will definitely get your reward this time."

"Humph." The Great Elder of the Golden Dragon Clan snorted coldly, which was considered to have complied with this condition.

The three Jinlong brothers looked at each other and saw the gray-headed faces in each other's eyes.

Especially the third elder, whose arms and back were hit by Mr. Long's scales, directly pierced into his original flesh, and it hurt more than before.

He only bared his teeth in pain, and nothing happened yet, he saw another golden dragon staring at the sudden black and red lines on his face with a surprised look, "Third brother, you, why are you cursed?"

The third elder of the Golden Dragon clan subconsciously stretched out his hand and saw a faint black light winding all the way from his arm.

"Quick!" the elder said quickly, "Pull out all his scales!"

The great elder's heart was chilling, as if recalling the battle of fame at the beginning, he was too light-hearted, why would he think that he was cursed with only 70% of the strength left and casually took over Ao Qin's job?

This is terrible. The great elder gritted his teeth and already made a move. He can only stand with Ao Qin. If he doesn't kill the dragon, he will definitely become the demon on his path of cultivation!

...

Not to mention that the three elders of the Golden Dragon tribe found that Mr. Long’s scales were cursed. They gritted their teeth and planned to bite the dog with Aoqin’s ripper. In Muwanwan and Mr. Long finally left the chasers, flying higher and farther. time.

Jiu Qing also took the Universe Bag left to her by Mu Wanwan before, and came to the Huayun Medicine Shop.

Because of sudden changes, many dragons transform into dragons. The original dark clouds have long turned into thick rain clouds. The bazaars were violent and the doors of most people’s shops were closed tightly. Jiu Qing knocked on the door. People open.

The opposite door was slowly pushed open. A strangely dressed dwarf did not hold an umbrella. He had a pair of mechanical legs and his upper body was covered with black wounds. He was followed by a wooden stand dog with muddy eyes and no hands. The small hammer touched the ground.

He looks very old and very old, and his vitality is very weak.

"Are you looking for Leizi?"

Jiu Qing tapped his finger slightly, and did not leave directly according to his previous temperament. Instead, he propped up a small spiritual power cover on Tie Bo's head and looked strangely at the old dwarf who suddenly appeared, "Who is Leizi?"

"It's..." Tie Bo coughed twice, "The owner of Huayun Medicine Shop."

Jiu Qing frowned, "You know?"

"They just left." Uncle Tie smiled, "Go chasing... the dragon just now."

"Dragon?" Jiu Qing looked at the dwarf who had suddenly laughed, and lifted up the wind-blown hair.

She asked, "You mean Lord Dragon?"

Uncle Tie didn't answer her question, and didn't even pay attention to her again, as if he was really a grumpy old man, with a puffed face. Saying "Oh, wait."

Stretching out his muscles with difficulty, Bi Mu Wanwan saw a lot of atrophied arms last time, and it took a long time from the back of the dog to pull out a jade medal.

"Leizi's jade card." Tie Bo said, as if it took a lot of effort to throw the jade card to Jiu Qing, panting out of breath, "you are useful."

Jiu Qing took the jade medal, "Thank you very much."

After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave. She caught a glimpse of Tie Bo still carrying a dusty little bag, frowning and feeling his life aura dimmed. After all, she didn't leave directly, but walked to Tie Bo. Whispered, "what can I do for you?"

This dwarf can no longer be saved with pill or spiritual power. When he reaches the end of his life, his soul is already exhausted. He helped her once, and she wanted to repay the cause and effect.

Tie Bo's turbid eyes moved, and after coughing violently for a while, he slowly said, "That girl."

"The one who gave you the Universe Bag" Tie Bo said intermittently, "Are you gone?"

Jiu Qing realized that he was talking about Mu Wanwan, and was a little puzzled "What?"

Uncle Tie rolled around with some protruding eyes, and couldn't tell whether he was expecting or what in his voice, "Have she gone with that dragon?"

After he finished speaking, his body seemed to have reached its limit, and he fell to the ground, his mechanical legs were covered with muddy water...

When Mu Wanwan smashed the crystal ball, he felt it for the first time.

The end is approaching, he has been dragging, wanting to know, watching Mu Wanwan who remembered that way, would he dislike the past of that dragon.

Jiu Qing got angry as soon as he heard him ask this. As soon as Mu Wanwan left, she opened the two universe bags she left for herself.

I filled myself with enough pill for her to fully restore her appearance, and the one given to the owner of Huayun Medicine Shop, besides a large number of low-level pill, there are many spiritual plants that I know at a glance are carefully cultivated.

In addition, there are a lot of gifts, about the useless dragon selected, the taste is poor.

The character should be written by Mu Wanwan, very beautiful and beautiful, but the signature is a ugly and terribly ugly character, "Long."

She didn't want to accept a vanity mirror made of pure gold inlaid with colorful gems, okay!

"She's gone with that dragon." Jiu Qing's ruddy lips curled up, looking at the dwarf who seemed to be relieved in front of him, suddenly blessed to the soul, thinking of something, in Tie Bo's gradually dimming gaze, from the universe for Uncle Zong He took out a big Ye Mingzhu shimmering in the gloomy rainy day, handed it to him, and asked tentatively, "A Tie?"

The dwarf's eyes widened slightly, regaining some energy, and looking at the note Ye Mingzhu on her hand, a light flashed across her eyes.

Jiu Qing seemed to understand something, and squeezed Ye Mingzhu into his hand.

Uncle Tie tried hard to identify, he almost couldn't see clearly.

He worked hard for a long time, and the frowning eyebrows that seemed to be very ferocious also slowly unfolded as his sight moved...

Once in a cage, when he was young when the dragon was injured and unable to move, he wanted to abuse and kick him, like the guilt and shadow that haunted him all his life.

Jiu Qing saw the old dwarf look at him with grateful eyes, his smile was really unsightly, a pair of muddy eyes seemed as clear as the knots untied, and he stretched out the gray bag in his hand toward her.

Jiu Qing saw his lips move, and the wrinkles on his face were filled with joy.

"Please……"

However, Jiu Qing did not wait for the dwarf to say the next word.

He is too old.

Too old to fall asleep.

Never wake up again.

The gray bag fell with the arm, fell to the ground, splashed, and a piece of palm-sized scales rolled out.

The golden one fell into the mud, and the countless dense words engraved on it emerged, like the regret of countless nights...

"I am sorry."

Jiu Qing suddenly felt sad. She picked up the scales, closed Tie Bo's eyes, and saw the words on Ye Mingzhu clearly. It was the same as the one written on the gift to them. There was no forgiveness and nothing special. Wording.

It's just two short lines, the signature is ugly...

"Thanks for taking care of my wife, Long."