When one person and one dragon finally finished kissing, Mu Wanwan explained the pendant and the hairpin by Uncle Zong and Jiu Qingping, and asked him if he had cursed a lot better.
The faint Mr. Long touched her forehead and whispered that he met a special life leader on the road and helped him.
Mu Wanwan thought about the pitiful plot of the original book, and finally found such a character in memory.
She was a little curious, "What does the leader of the Special Life Alliance look like."
Mr. Long's eyelashes were trembling, and in Mu Wanwan's somewhat anticipated eyes, his fingertips lighted up slowly, condensing into a human form--
His body was green, translucent, with eyes like blue sea, two curved tentacles on his forehead, no hair, wearing a green gown.
It looks amazing, not ugly, and even has a strange beauty.
She has never seen such a life, the green is very strange.
But since this creature has helped Mr. Long, it should be a good existence.
She bent her lips and moved the other hand that had been held by Mr. Long. She wanted to call him Jun Shang, but when she thought that she didn't know Zhelong's name, she asked curiously, "Mr. Long, What's your name?"
When her words fell, she felt that a certain dragon was stiff all over, and the palm of her hand was tighter.
Mu Wanwan saw the bottom of his eyes light up at night, and then dim quickly, "My name is, Mr. Long."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Does she look so cheating?
Perhaps noticed her expression, a dragon rarely blushed and said a love word, "Like."
"Like you call me Mr. Long."
Do you like to call him Mr. Long?
Mu Wanwan was a bit embarrassed, and his body temperature rose again.
One person and one dragon stuck together for a while, and then simply slept for a while to get back to sleep before Mr. Long withdrew the effect of the night.
Before Mu Wanwan checked his injury, he loosened his belt, and did some shame (?) in the bed, so when the dark effect disappeared, and when Mu Wanwan's vision returned to clear, she Looking at a dragon that climbed up from his side, his face became hot-
He looks a bit bad.
Long hair is a little messy, with two half-bald plush ears on top of the head.
There was still no expression on the face, the mark of the curse disappeared a lot, and she could see him more clearly.
It is an enlarged version of Mr. Xiaolong, pursing his lips, but the pink spread all the way from the end of his eyes to the neck. His eyelashes are long and curled, his nose is straight, and his lips and petals are moist red.
The light black brocade is messy, the belt is loose and loose, and the newly purchased blame. The clothes are stained with dry blood, the chest is slightly open, and the faint muscle lines can be seen. The shoulders are wide and thin and strong.
He sat up halfway, a pair of dark eyebrows looked at her no longer concealed, and came in from the window to shine, and he looked more like a crown jade and a strange and beautiful face.
Mu Wanwan suddenly felt a little afraid to look at him.
He was just about to get better, and he had become so pretty.
If he is really well, what will he look like? It must be very beautiful.
She didn't know how she looked like that in the eyes of some dragon.
The long black hair sprinkled on the pillow, a pair of wet apricot eyes, eyelashes are very curled, the eyebrows are clear like a Wang Qingquan, the face is white, his lips are turned into pale red, and the hands are held by the corners, like a pair of quiet Smart painting.
A breeze blew in from the window, and Mr. Long, red, noticed that he was still a little disheveled, and subconsciously grabbed Jin Yi. He stood up with a blushing face, and walked to the closet to take a set of clothes and said, "I'm here Waiting for you outside."
That back view, how can it all mean to run away.
Mu Wanwan was sturdy and relieved.
Her clothes have not been worn yet.
The door was closed, leaving her alone in the room.
Mu Wan looked at the familiar roof, but there was a feeling in his dream.
As if the touch of his lips remained on her lips, she reached out and covered her flushed face.
really.
Really kissed.
He didn't feel awkward, he didn't pretend to dislike her.
A heart jumped quickly afterwards, and the memories had just become ambiguous. Mu Wanwan had such a clear understanding for the first time-
She is in love and even married.
And a train.
One, don't twist the dragon.
.......
When one person and one dragon have all sorted out everything, and when the event begins, the courtyard looks very narrow.
When Mu Wanwan wanted to go to the side hall to wash, he would see Mr. Long sitting in a wheelchair holding a spirit stone at the door.
Mu Wanwan wanted to take advantage of the good weather in the afternoon, and basking the quilt in the house, he would see a fake dragon in the doorway.
Mu Wanwan wants to go to the kitchen to see if Mengmeng's "baby" Lingji cubs have fed it in the past few days. You will see a lemon dragon sitting on a chair blocking her path and looking cold.
She had the first-order Lingguo freshly cultivated in her hand and was ready to add food to the Lingji cubs. She stood beside him with a little cry and smiled, "Mr. Long, you are blocking my way."
He raised his eyes to look at her. Under the gentle sunlight, the dark black pupil was like a glazed glass refracting the halo. He turned his head slightly, as if waiting for her to speak.
Mu Wanwan thought of the scar on the dragon's chest, and when he was emotional, he said that if the leaked mouth would hurt very much without spiritual force, he simply put the Lingguo into his hand, and then pressed the unresisting hand on Tiebo. The back handle of the chair.
"Go with me, will you?"
She finished speaking and waited patiently for a few seconds to hear his voice, "Okay."
Mu Wanwan was a bit helpless. She was now clear about the dragon's temperament. It was normal to be awkward, but as long as she took the initiative to approach, the dragon could no longer refuse.
He didn't know how to get along with her, or what he should say.
But she didn't care anymore, Mu Wan bended her heart warmly, he gave her even the blood, how can she prove it?
When they got to the kitchen, Mengmeng was "performing."
Mengmeng, who has grown into a fat fat chirp, is now much larger than before, and the hair on his body is thicker, which is in stark contrast to Mr. Long's half-eared plush ears.
At this moment, Mengmeng is performing the stunt he has just learned with several equally hairy little chicken cubs-
I saw that Feijiu opened his bright yellow beak, threw two small wings vigorously, held it for a long time, and finally spewed a small white flame.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She couldn't hold back and asked a dragon, "Mr. Dragon, what kind of tit is Mengmeng?"
Why do you still breathe fire?
Mr. Long stared at Mao Chi's vigorous hair in silence, and silently closed the ears above his head in Mu Wanwan's gaze, his voice was cold, and his teeth were bitter, "White Phoenix."
Mu Wanwan: "........."
Did she hear it wrong? This silly, lovely fat chirp who likes to play coquettishly is the legendary Baifeng Honghu?
Looking at the three hundred and sixty Thomas twirling big hair chirp in front of him, Mu Wanwan felt a short circuit in his mind.
This must be wrong.
"Tweet~!" Perhaps I felt that my identity was Bai Feng. The impact on Mu Wanwan was not big enough, and I started to whisper, wisely, and foolishly.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
No, she doesn't accept it.
"Just opened the mind." Mr. Long thought for a while, and slowly added, "It's very small."
Mu Wanwan is a bit strange. When she first picked up Mao Chiu, it looked like other tits. At first, Mengmeng was dead in a basket, and she was almost plucked out. How weak is Baifeng.
Moreover, Hongye said it was because he caused Ao Xue, which means Mengmeng was hatched in the forbidden area.
"Why did the Baifeng cub grow up with tits in the forbidden ground?" Mu Wanwan dragged Da Fei, who was bigger than her entire hand.
After she finished speaking, she felt that Mr. Long seemed a bit wrong.
She looked at him a little embarrassedly and glanced at Mao Chiu, slightly guilty. "A few decades ago, when I first became the leader, I went to the demon clan."
Mu Wanwan: "?"
She suddenly had a not-so-good feeling.
"At the time, I heard that holding the first crown feather of the phoenix cub was fine...."
Mr. Long silenced the words, and Mu Wanwan was scratched by his hook.
Rarely did the dragon say so much at once, and what can he do with the cub's hair?
She held Mengmeng in both hands, and walked up to him, looking at him half-squatted.
"Sir, what can you do with the first hair of Mengmeng?"
She raised her head slightly to look at him, and Dafei Chi in her arms also looked at him with her big eyes open, as if to ask again: "What can a big bad dragon do with my hair!"
Mr. Long was a bit difficult to speak, he pursed his lips, and with a cold face, "Eat."
Mu Wanwan: "...?"
Mr. Long turned his head and covered his red face with his big hand. He continued to fabricate lies, "It's delicious."
Mu Wanwan groaned for a moment, looked at Mr. Long, who seemed to be very calm, and then thought of something, and stuffed Mao Chiu in his hand. "You want to help me see Mengmeng."
The dumb hair that Mengmeng had gotten off by the scales was later found by her by the wall. Although she hadn't recovered from the impact of Mengmeng being a white phoenix cub, she still remembered that crown feather.
Looking at the expression of the awkward dragon, this feather might be useful.
She made him watching Mengmeng, waiting for her here.
Even if Long was unwilling, he waited obediently.
He pinched his cute hair, and felt like he was sitting under a lemon tree.
As soon as I looked up, I could see a fat tree full of trees, and none of them were fluffy.
Mr. Long looked at the newly-grown crown and feather on Mengmeng's head, seemingly returned to the afternoon long ago--
He has just become the leader, no dragon is willing to approach him, of course he does not bother.
It's just that day.
He felt a little deserted, let go of his consciousness, and heard several single dragons discussing:
"Have you heard? The little white dragon we saw before was chased by the Golden Dragon Clan." said a green dragon.
"Fuck, Lao Tzu spent so many spirit stones and treasures." Another Qinglong guard was very unwilling.
"I know something." The only white dragon in the group, "My little Bailong sister knows my family, and said that he received the first crown feather of Phoenix. As long as he has that stuff, he will definitely meet true love. "
"If you give it to her again, that life will be bound." The white dragon bragging without making drafts, the first crown feather of the phoenix cub was blown into a representative of love.
At that time, he felt bored when he heard it here, and the consciousness was recovered, but he accidentally took this matter into his heart.
It turns out that as long as you have the first crown feather of the Phoenix cub, you can meet someone you really love.
As long as you meet someone you really love and give Guan Yu to her, you can be happy.
He always remembered that after years of negotiations with the demon clan broke down, he took away their Phoenix eggs and threw them in the forbidden ground of Houshan.
It has not hatched for decades.
Mr. Long looked at Mengmeng, as if he wanted to see through its foolish appearance that he really had the ability to bring luck.
After all, he really met her shortly after he hatched.
So when Mu Wanwan came back with a dumb hair, he saw such a strange picture-
Mengmeng's tearful eyes were held by a dragon, and her hair was about to explode.
Mr. Long stared at his fat little body seriously, with a smile on his lips, as if he was looking at something delicious.
At this moment, Mu Wanwan actually believed that Mr. Long said "delicious".
She hurried over, "Mr. Long, don't eat Mengmeng."
Mr. Long: "..."
He silently put the tweeting Mao Chiu at his feet and saw his little lady standing in front of him.
"Maomao." She opened her hand to him, palm was a soft, soft and tough young feather.
The heart was abruptly flowing through the warm current, and Mr. Long pressed his lips hard. He looked at her and smiled at him, with bright smiles in his eyes.
His fingertips trembled slightly, and Mr. Long raised his hand, holding the Muwan's hand tightly across the young feather.
"?" Mu Wanwan didn't respond, seeing that he was looking at himself seriously, his lips raised slightly, and she couldn't understand her emotions.
"Received." His voice was soft and soft, with golden glow under his eyes. "I like it very much."
Mu Wanwan: "...oh."
She hasn't figured it out yet, what the dragon is thinking, is the cute hair really so delicious?
She was a little embarrassed, but she didn't think it was important anymore, but her face was hot, and she said a little embarrassedly, "Then eat it quickly."
Mr. Long: "..."
.......
When one person and one dragon get along slowly, in a mansion on the outskirts.
Jiu Qing was sitting in the room.
Standing behind her are two maidservants. If Muwanwan is here, you will be able to see at a glance that the two were the two maidservants who had previously faced Bai Shuiyao in the restaurant.
"How is it?" Jiu Qing looked at himself in the bronze mirror with a trembling voice.
"Little princess, the mark of the curse has almost disappeared." A larger maid smiled, they are all Jiuwei foxes, they have grown up with Jiu Qing, the older ones are called Xiaoyue, the smaller ones are smaller Xing, who has a very special relationship with her, was also willing to accompany Jiu Qing to marry to the Dragon Land.
So even though Jiu Qing is married as a dragon woman, they still like to call her little princess.
A pair of peach blossom eyes flashed gloriously in Jiu Qing, "I haven't removed it yet."
Mu Wanwan gave her some Huilingdan and a Ningxuedan for the first time, and later gave her a higher-grade Ningxuedan. The number is not much, but the effect is not much different from Jinjiang Cao. After eating for half a month, the curse in the body gradually eased.
just now......
White fingers rubbed on her smooth cheeks, Jiu Qing raised her red lips, and she finally became more beautiful.
"Let me say, little princess, let's go back to the demon clan." Xiaoyue frowned, and wanted to say something, she was glared by the star on the side.
She was a little sad, and closed her mouth.
Jiu Qing raised her eyebrows, knowing what she wanted to say, and asked, "What about you guys?"
Xiaoyue deflated her mouth and was very dissatisfied. "I have been in that bitch for half a month."
"Oh." Jiu Qing's lips fell a bit, and a deep hatred crossed across his eyes.
She really loved and loved Ao Xue in the past, and loved to be humble and willing to give her everything.
But how did he repay her?
She has been practicing excuses almost for half a month, and even going out is a secret way to go.
She wanted to restore her appearance as soon as possible, and at the same time she had a trace of expectation in her heart, even thinking that if Ao Xue could change it, she would forgive him. But he hasn't been here for half a month.
Even if you love again, a heart will die soon.
The demon clan takes the appearance very seriously. The Jiuwei clan has always regarded itself as very beautiful. The clan looks down on the unsightly foxes. Ao Xue has also been instilling her the idea of "a woman without a face does not deserve love" .
So she always thought that everything was her fault.
If she is not disfigured, if she is not ugly, then Ao Xue will not empathize. It is normal for the Dragons to be greedy and unwilling to give blood to their hearts. This is not the case for everyone.
But she met Mu Wanwan and the legendary King with a terrible disability.
An ugly appearance that does not despise the husband, a willing to pay the most precious effort.
It was also from then on that Jiu Qing realized in a trance that she had lived like a joke for so many years.
It turns out that appearance is not important, it turns out that not all dragons are what she thought.
In the past, she only focused on eliminating the curse to save Ao Xue's heart, but now she only feels that he is extremely dirty.
Such a stinky man, she is not rare.
It's just that there has been news recently from within the clan that the dragon, demon and witch are about to make some big moves. Although her husband is very scumbag, her status in the Qinglong clan is not low.
Although she had not seen each other with Mu Wanwan, she had no friendship with the dragon clan, who would only be crushed by powerful force.
But she still wanted to help them.
It was about the last time she saw Muwanwan, she looked at her as if she had lost her soul, as if she had seen herself.
She didn't get a response from Ao Xue, but Mu Wanwan got it and lived as she envied her.
Finger pressure. On Hongyan's lips, Jiu Qing stood up and raised her big red robe.
She turned a pair of charming eyes, turned her head, and even though the nine-tailed fox family gradually became lonely, they still accompanied the two little sisters beside her, and they smiled and bent their eyes, "All these years, you have worked hard."
"Ma'am, what are you talking about." Both Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing were flattered, looking at the peerless little princess, and her heart beat faster.
She also had a sporadic mark of curse on her face, and a slightly young and charming atmosphere settled down like a rich wine.
"Go, go to Baishui Yaoyuan." Jiu Qing sneered.
A moment later, she took Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing to the side of Baishui Yao's courtyard.
The bottom of my heart was still stabbed, Xiaoyue kicked the door with an angry foot, Jiu Qing saw two people rolling into a ball.
Ao Qinyao. On Baishui Yao, the eyes filled with desire, and immediately raised his head when he heard the voice, his expression was dissatisfied with the good things disturbed.
But he could clearly see the person standing at the door, his long-lost amazement and ecstasy as if he loved deeply, supporting Baishui Yao to stand up.
"Ah~!" Bai Shuiyao was pressed against his waist by a soft, soft voice, and tears in his eyes, "Husband, the people you got hurt so badly."
However, Bai Shuiyao did not wait for the soothing Ao Xue's soothing in these days, only to hear him say in surprise, "Jiu'er, how did you get out of the customs?"
Bai Shuiyao's heart was not good, he quickly got up from the ground and saluted Jiu Qing standing beside the courtyard door, "Madam."
She smiled innocently at Jiu Qing, "I am the concubine of Master Xin Ao Xue, and I hope my sister will take care of me in the future."
Jiu Qing looked at her swollen lips, the mark of a rough kiss on her neck, and the innocent eyes, disgustingly terrible.
"Concubine?" Jiu Qing narrowed his eyes, raised his hands with a sharp purple awn, Baishui Yao only felt a pain on his face.
She touched it subconsciously, and when the pain came, she stained the blood of her hand.
"Ah!" Bai Shuiyao stepped back and cried out.
"Jiu'er, what are you doing?" Ao Xue was also a little angry, and immediately took Bai Shui Yao into his arms.
"Husband." Jiu Qing's eyes were full of deep love and injury to him. "She is just a concubine."
She was mixed with demonish moves, and it wouldn't make Bai Shuiyao bad, but would ruin her face that made Ao Xue fascinated.
Ao Xue was angry, but watching Jiu Qing restore a lot of looks, he didn't have that blame.
Jiu Qing seemed to be bursting into tears, and Ao Xue looked at a trance.
Jiu Qing's heart was full of hatred. Her demonish moves would not make Bai Shui Yao what she did, but only made her look more ugly.
When she almost drew out the Dragon tribe's plan from Ao Xue, it was the death of the two.