"......"
Mu Wanwan's vision was blurred, and she wanted to reach out her hand to touch her dragon, but there was only a burst of pain.
What she failed to do, the dragon helped her--
Carefully hugged her in her arms and took the other hand that she had originally held on his shirt and put it on her cheek.
The red blood stained half of his face, but Mr. Long did not dislike it.
He bent his eyebrows, as Mu Wanwan had expected many times, lightly on the cheek, and his lips touched her fingertips.
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 landed gently on the ground. He gently wiped the blood on the forehead of Mu Wan. When she saw how she was injured, the guilt and anger that filled her quickly ripped his beating heart back. Cracked.
Thin lips suddenly aroused, and a terrible arc flashed in his eyes.
It took less than three days for the outside world, and his wife was harmed by the dogs chasing the bite. 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 flesh that was about to collapse. The body, doing its best to say, "Meng...Meng..."
"Leave it to me," said Mr. Long, holding her right arm that was about to disappear.
Mu Wanwan only felt a warmth from her right arm, which made her almost intolerable suffocation feel a lot, and the pain also disappeared. There was only a little tiredness, but the body was on the verge of collapse and could not speak for the time being.
She was held in the arms by a dragon, watching him stand up, bent her lips towards her, and the rainstones that were about to fall, the thunder that was roaring in her ears, seemed to be silenced, leaving only the golden golden sky. Light.
She was stunned slightly, and the light fell into her eyes.
Mr. Long's consciousness slightly fluctuated, and the projection of the huge world came. Those stones and the ground that were about to collapse immediately stagnate, even with the stagnation, and Aoqin, who was preparing to give a fatal blow to the burning fire. And holding arms to watch the lively Wu Yao.
what happened?
Qinglong has a huge mouth and sharp teeth are exposed. The original breeze of the dragon's whiskers that fluttered with the wind also stopped in the air. The body suddenly couldn't move. Aoqin was filled with fear from the bottom of his heart.
His huge copper bell-like eyes moved slightly, but the consciousness that was released but could not be recovered was pressed on the ground by Mr. Long's huge world projection, and there was a burst of tingling from the sea of knowledge. Ao Qin saw it in horror. A dragon that should have died.
In his arms, he was expected to be killed by the animal husbandry bend, except for the blood on the outside of the body was not stained with dust.
Those dragon and witch fighters who struggled to kill Jiu Qing were also unable to move in the face of such an almost irresistible force.
what happened? ! !
Now the simple fears in his heart are fully realized, and the dragon is not dead, how is it possible!
His broken corners are all broken, his broken corners are all broken!
The horn representing the life of the dragon race has been completely broken, how can he not die!
Did he succeed?
No, it's impossible.
This idea was severely crushed by Ao Qin as soon as it appeared. He could not succeed. It has been tens of thousands of years without a dragon. How could he succeed as an orphan dragon? He should be the one who wants to succeed. As long as he eats the white phoenix and sacrifices these talented people, he can break through, and he can learn the exercises in the core of the forbidden land, and he can have strength and break through to the highest level!
Even if I think so, the jealous like weeds in the bottom of my heart quickly occupy the entire heart of Aoqin, together with the permeable fear, intertwined into a fine net enough to strangle everything, so that the original arrogant open mouth The ugly and funny of "Shang Shang" is like a big blue worm.
Even more shocked than Ao Qin was Wu Yao who was watching the joke.
Wu Cultivator does not pay much attention to his consciousness, but his consciousness is not weak, even because he devours the chaotic soul, he is even stronger than Aoqin of the same rank, reaching the point of approaching the seventh rank.
But now, he was proud of the consciousness, but he was crushed with no spare power at all. The original mountain-like consciousness was under the pressure of Mr. Long's consciousness, and it was fragile like poor and weak paper.
He not only broke through, but also reached the height that Wu Yao dreamed of.
This cognition almost destroyed Wu Yao's will. Under the circumstances that his limbs and blood guts could not move, he had to recognize the reality--
The dragon is back, an enemy they can't beat anyway.
He Wuyao is still sturdy. Thinking of what he and Ao Qin did to Muwanwan before, Wu Yao felt deeply regretful. He gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes.
He is calculating how much probability of escape if he sacrifices the lives of all the Wu people present!
"Tui..."
The bad dragon is back.
The oversized hairballs with blood falling and feathers falling off in large numbers gave a very pleasant chirping sound.
Great.
He wanted to hold on not to close his eyes, but the pain that could not be ignored and the rapid loss of vitality and urgency made Mengmeng seem to be dozing off.
His eyes were half closed, and he tried to open them again.
He was burning with ever-increasing fire, as if to burn him to ashes.
The next moment, the burning big hair ball, with Mr. Long's movement, drifted a little to the two sides of Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan's eyes fell on the fire mass that could no longer see the inside, full of guilt and self-blame.
If it were not to protect her, Mengmeng would not suffer such a serious injury.
Mr. Long sensed her sadness, gently put the person down, walked to Mengmeng's side, and stretched his hand against the fire.
When he looked at Mengmeng looking at himself, he flashed the wavy eyes that were about to close completely, and used the way of communication with the mind to give the inaudible chirp and the most desired praise, "Mengmeng has completed the agreement, Great."
The big hair group was relieved-
Mengmeng has completed the agreement, it is the most powerful and best in the world ≧w≦~
I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep, and I can see my mother again when I wake up.
Before closing his eyes slowly, Mao Tuan tried to pretend to be happy, but the large tears that came down from his eyes, and the young monk's young soul sparred like a spasm, which was not pulled at all. The old father's heart.
Mr. Long lowered his eyebrows helplessly, with a light shining between his palms, and gently pressed it on his adorable head, "Sleep."
I absorbed too much energy in advance and was bitten again, but fortunately, because of my strong will, I entered the state of Nirvana for the first time, which was very dangerous...
However, he came back, "Nothing will happen."
After Mr. Long finished speaking, the newly-grown dragon horn flashed, forming a brighter and larger spiritual hood than before, and wrapped up the large hair ball that was still burning.
Mu Wanwan was relieved when he saw Mr. Long's movements. Mengmeng's reaction should be fine.
While Mr. Long was doing these things, Jiu Qing pushed a witch clan away, touched the almost pierced neck with fear, and looked at the witch's sudden immobility. Violet-green blood splashed out of his neck and poured on her face.
"It's disgusting." Jiu Qing raised his hand and wiped his face, turned to look at the silent battlefield, his eyes raised unconsciously when he touched Mr. Long holding Mu Wanwan.
It really made him successful.
Some originally dying third-order fighters also got a breathing opportunity. Under the light liquid that Mu Wanwan had not yet disappeared, they recovered some physical strength and spirit, and killed those immobile witch who were about to kill them. And blood worms were killed.
Uncle Chen and others also took the opportunity to turn over and treat those Wu people with no weakness. Aunt Hua also rushed to Mu Wanwan. Mr. Long, who was not watching, hurriedly investigated the situation of Mu Wanwan and found her The situation was fairly good, so I was relieved.
"Aunt Hua." Hearing the neglected strongman next to her accurately called her name, Aunt Hua's heart jumped, and then she faced the dragon on the side.
Mu Wanwan cast his appreciative glance at him and got a dragon's embarrassed back grip.
As soon as Uncle Chen came, he saw the hands they were shaking.
"Uncle Chen." Mr. Long also called him and explained, "My wife told me about you before, thank you."
His attitude towards the elders is very respectful, even though the current location and background are so wrong.
Ao Qin still opened his mouth funny because he could not close for a long time, and his slobber dripped, even dripping onto the guards of the Qinglong clan who were also unable to move. The sense of humiliation made him self-esteem towards the noble dragon clan Almost torn.
Mr. Long swept his smile and smiled with Mr. Chen, but only felt like a joke!
Isn't he even worthy of the opponent who made this dragon!
Wu Yao's eyes were also split, and he struggled with all his strength to move his consciousness in exchange for a glimpse of the dragon's understatement.
Mr. Long glanced at Wu Yao slightly, and in the eyes of hatred of Aoqin and Wu Yao, he slowly took out a shell bed from the mustard space that could be used by the Muwan bend, and then took out a few more sets. Table and chair bench.
Then carefully hugged Mu Wan to the bed, motioned to Uncle Chen Shuhua, Moto and Chi Yan who had just arrived.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Jiu Qing who came with his injured tail: "............"
Ao Qin was vomiting blood. Who is he looking down on?
Who despise?
Uncle Chen was polite and sat down.
Mr. Long put down Mu Wanwan's hand carefully, and set a spiritual cover around her.
Like the previous Mu Wanwan, the inner layer is slightly dark and hazy, and it is not very real to the outside.
"Madam waits for me for a moment." His long eyelashes rolled up, his tone seeming calm. "There are still some bugs that have not been resolved. Don't let the dirty blood stain your eyes."
Not far away, Feng heard this, but he shivered sturdily.
He looked at the moment when Mr. Long turned his back and didn't look at Mu Wanwan. The original soft and soft expression almost turned into disgust and hatred. When the pair of phoenix eyes swept to him, it seemed to kill them casually. It made his back cold and his scalp numb.
Those two are over.
Feng Hanmao thought upside down, but couldn't help but feel very happy.
He and the Dragon Clan have an indirect bloody enmity.
--Ao Qin watched the dragon slowly approaching himself, humiliated and unwilling.
Decades of planning, countless envy jealousy day and night, originally thought that the pleasure of getting rid of the shadows, everything, so that he could not accept such a result.
There were killing intentions and unwillingness in the blue dragon's bell-like eyes. He looked at the dragon that didn't even become a half-dragon. He simply stood in front of him, with a sharp hatred of sword and sheath in his eyes. , Stabbed in his eyes.
"Aoqin."
He heard the dragon scream his name, and the next moment, he uncontrollably returned to his human form and knelt at his feet.
Ao Qin wanted to taunt, but found that he couldn't say a word.
A white light slammed into his body, and Ao Qin suddenly felt that his knee, which had no sense at all, tingled like a needle stuck in the bone, and the surrounding environment was also terribly cold. It seemed that his pain was magnified dozens of times.
Before the dragon started, he was already suffering from the cold sweat and pain.
"Are you my wife I met with this hand?" As soon as Leng Yan's words fell, an unspeakable pain came from his left hand, annihilating little by little from the depths of the bone marrow, as if countless ants gnawed itching Suffering from spasms and convulsions, Ao Qin collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up like a dead dog.
Mr. Long looked at the blood flowing from his mouth, slowly raised his eyebrows, and with a long tail, "Oh, it seems this one."
There was another clicking noise, and Ao Qin's left arm was also useless.
His painful knowledge of the sea oscillated, his soul was unstable, and he wished to commit suicide on the spot.
He did, but unfortunately, he hadn't had time to detonate the pronucleus in his body, and he clearly perceived a seemingly slender and thin hand, directly penetrating his Dantian and practicing hard on that one. The centuries-old core was easily dug out.
"Your pronucleus is really beautiful, suitable for Mengmeng as a toy." He almost pained to death, but had to be forced to hear his voice, the moment the pronucleus broke away from the body, the physical pain reached its peak, together with Broken self-esteem and ruinous sense of frustration made Ao Qin spurt blood.
At the time of dying, the body also turned into a blue dragon, and in the eyes of Mr. Long without any fluctuation, it turned into blood foam little by little.
Mu Wanwan could vaguely see some, while refreshing in his heart, looking at the blood-sleeved rain in the air, Mr. Long standing long, but felt that he should have some sadness.
After all, he really regarded Ao Qin as a friend.
When she gets better, you must make some delicious dragons to feed her and comfort him.
If Mr. Long knew her thoughts, she would laugh.
If he used to be, he might be sad, but now, not only is he not sad, but he has slowly drawn Ao Qin's soul out.
This made Ao Qin dead, too cheap for him.
The pain of his broken arm, he asked him to repay it hundreds of millions of times.
After doing all this, he turned his attention to Wu Yao, who was ashamed and pale.
He squeezed Ao Qin's pronucleus in one hand, and with the crescent of his crescent nails, Tiao Qin's blood was dripping down.
He shook his hand quite disgusted, and the blood splashed on Wu Yao's face with prominent eyes.
More than ten million direct blades made him feel fear and pain.
Mr. Long looked at his horrified face, and his ruddy lips curled up a beautiful arc, but he put his hands on top of his head without mercy.
"I heard," he said slowly, making Wu Yao tremble. "Do the Wu people have such things as mother insects?"
As early as when he hit the door, he wanted to search the soul of the Matriarch, but unfortunately the strength was not enough.
The consciousness seemed to be torn as if torn. Those Wu people had concealed the secrets and disgusting activities for thousands of years, and all of them appeared in front of Mr. Long, including the chaotic pain for hundreds of years and the appearance of the old and dying before disappearing.
Under the corner of his lips, when he recovered, Wu Yao's body, including the female worms in his body, had turned into powder under his hands.
A large number of Maori people also died on the spot with the death of the mother insect.
"Oh." Mr. Long sneered and pinched Wu Yao's soul in his hand that was trying to explode.
Chaos has endured the pain of being sucked for a hundred years, all of which are the faults of the Wu people.
He closed his eyes, the powerful force spread out, and in front of everyone, this time, no longer inferiority turned into a prototype-
The moment he passed the inheritance test, he accepted the huge knowledge of inheritance, and he could also read the words chaotically carved on the stone wall in his mind.
He knew that he was not a hybrid dragon, and he was not an orphan no one wanted.
He knew that he had been loved like this before.
He is the best looking dragon in the eyes of Wan Wan and Chaos.
The only five-claw golden dragon between heaven and earth.
Those dragons and witches are extremely small in his eyes.
The imprisoned soul, Ao Qin, found that he had a golden scale, a body several times larger than the Golden Dragon Clan, and a dragon horn that he wanted to have in his dreams. Souls near the seventh order could not accept this ending, and started from the deepest. A little bit broken.
He does not accept!
He doesn't believe it! !
This is fake! all fake! He should be the most noble dragon of the dragon blood! !
The long dragon sounded, Mu Wanwan understood his emotions and laughed.
And the dragon clan and the witch who originally maintained the prototype bite, with the sound of the dragon, in the shock and regret, little by little turned into powder.
Before the death of the Golden Dragon clan elder, he looked at the dragon he had delusional blood sacrifice. Before the annihilation, he saw the fifth claw hidden in his belly, which was only in the legend, and closed his huge eyes.
It turned out that he was really not a hybrid dragon. He knew that he would not bully him.
Before Bai Huan died, he thought angrily.
The scene where hundreds of dragons and thousands of Wu people disappeared together is very spectacular. The original white icefield was stained with blood, and only the small place where Mu Wanwan was located was clean.
It seems that the last place hidden in Mr. Long's heart is soft.
......
When everything was settled, the people packed it up and returned to the city of Efa.
Most of the soldiers who came to help for the Elixir of Medicine were still alive, and Chi Yan and Moto arranged for a temporary rest in Yifa.
The curse of many of them disappeared directly because of the death of most of the witch clan, and some of them still need to wait for Mu Wanwan to change their bodies to refine the panacea.
Uncle Chen wrote down all these people's lists, and Moto signed a contract with them in the name of Xian Qing Ge.
Haijiu and others haven't hurried away yet. Jiu Qing listened to the wayward little princess gritted her teeth. She wanted to see what Mu Wanwan's original body looked like, otherwise she was not reconciled.
She just smiled, Haijiu's mind was not bad, even if Mu Wanwan itself did not look very good, she estimated that it was impossible to really do anything to Mr. Long, who had become the strongest partner again in her mouth.
However, she still looks forward to the original look.
As for Mengmeng-
Mengmeng is still in Nirvana. According to Mr. Long, no one will be able to get out in three or five months, and may have to re-incubate, but there will be no threat to life. Mu Wanwan just needs to wait quietly.
No pain is felt, but the body has reached the limit, and the animal husbandry bends, who needs to be reincarnated, half lying in the arms of Mr. Long, looking at a house of people, quite helpless.
"I'm going to start." Aunt Hua held her hand, "Don't be afraid."
The voice of Aunt Hua fell, and Mu Wanwan felt that the line of sight in front of her eyes took a moment. She blinked hard to the wet eyes of Mr. Shang Long, and there were tears on her lashes.
"lady."
His voice was dumb and unremarkable, and the Mu Muwan who heard it was a bit sad and helpless-
Alas, really.
They are already such a powerful dragon, how can they still like tears.
She wasn't going to live anymore, the aunt said that Mu Ling was reincarnated for up to a week before she could meet him again.
Jiu Qing looked at Mr. Long a bit disgusted, half smiled and smiled. Perhaps the more he cherished, the more he refused to make a difference, even if it was a moment, he was not willing to.
"It's starting." Aunt Hua who was a little unbearable interrupted the crying dragon and began to remove Mu Ling from her body.
Mu Wanwan grinned hard at the crying Bao Long, saw his right hand disappearing a little bit, and slowly closed his eyes.