I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mu Wanwan watched the wooden mechanical dog turn dexterously towards her, and jumped repeatedly in front of the small cloth bag, wanting her to pick it up.

Mu Wanwan silently glanced at the cloth bag on the ground that he didn't know what was in, and after thinking about it, he turned around and prepared to go in the opposite direction.

This thing is really strange, what if there is something bad in it, such as adding a curse that will be unlucky when you pick it up, or some dragons who want to see Mr. Long jokes.

But she had just walked two steps to the side, and the organ dog seemed to recognize it, bent over and picked up the small cloth bag, and followed her.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

What is the song of this organ dog? She felt more and more uncomfortable, so she trot off.

When he ran out of the alley in Uncle Zong's backyard, the sound from behind interrupted Mu Wanwan's movements.

"and many more."

Mu Wanwan turned his head and saw the courtyard door opposite Zong's house opened. Tie Bo was standing next to the organ dog, with his upper body naked and his lower body wearing heavy animal leather pants.

"Uncle Tie?"

Mu Wanwan stopped and looked at Tie Bo, who seemed to be much older than the last time I met, and asked in confusion, "Is this organ dog yours?"

Tie Bo's eyelids rolled up, two slightly protruding eyeballs pointed upwards, and rolled his eyes at her, as if he was despising what nonsense she was talking about.

Mu Wanwan was also not angry. Seeing Tie Bo patted the gang dog on the back, the gang dog handed the small cloth bag it was holding into the wide palm of Tie Bo, who was about the same height as it.

"Come." Tie Bo beckoned towards Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan was a little at a loss, but he walked over slowly, and he was also on his own guard, squeezing the sapphire bracelet that Mr. Long gave her on his wrist.

"Tsk." Tie Bo was a little impatient. He walked up to her with two mechanical legs wrapped in heavy animal skins, then raised his arms and just stuffed the little dirty cloth bag into her hands.

There was a round thing in the bag, and Mu Wanwan was a little hurried before holding it away, "Bo Tie, what is this?"

Uncle Tie did not answer her question, but said, his head hung slightly, and there was a faint fear in his eyes where Mu Wanwan could not see, "Are you the dragon's wife?"

When Mu Wanwan heard him mention Mr. Long, he was surprised for a moment, but he quickly recovered his calm...

Uncle Zong and the others already know her identity, and it is not surprising that Uncle Tie, who specializes in helping Mr. Long make a wheelchair, knows that, besides, Uncle Zong and they have a lot of friendship.

Seeing that she hadn't admitted or denied it, Bo Tie restrained the emotions in his eyes and turned to look at her, "I'm not hiding from you, I know the former king."

Mu Wanwan looked at him, "Uncle Tie, what do you want to say?"

Uncle Tie sighed, "Let's take a look at the contents first."

Mu Wanwan opened the cloth bag, revealing a beautiful transparent crystal ball inside.

"It's just a record crystal ball." Tie Bo's voice sounded like a broken bellows, "It contains some of my memories related to your husband."

He glanced at Mu Wanwan, "I just gave it to you because you helped Leizi. I don't know what your impression of that dragon is now. If you want him to be the way you see it, just Give me the crystal ball."

Mu Wanwan frowned as she listened...

What is her current impression of Long? Did Mr. Long hide anything before? But Magical Grass had already told her what Mr. Long was most unwilling to face.

This Uncle Tie is really strange, why did you suddenly tell her these things?

But when he said this, she became more and more curious about Mr. Long's past.

"Thank you Tie Bo." Mu Wanwan was not prepared to believe him, but he was not prepared to return the crystal ball to him.

Hearing her tone, Uncle Tie knew that she hadn't listened to her persuasion, and was not ready to continue to persuade him. He made this crystal ball because he wanted to do it.

Maybe she also wanted to let the kind-hearted girl in front of me completely accept that dragon's thoughts. Knowing his **** past, she would still be like she came to his shop that day, her eyes are full of right. Is he loving?

Perhaps, Tie Bo thought to himself, he hoped that Mu Wanwan's attitude would not change, and he hoped that such a monarch could really have someone who accepts him wholeheartedly.

"If you want to see it, choose a safe place and break it." Tiebo said, "it may take a lot of time."

In order to make this crystal ball, he consumed a lot of precious materials and energy.

As he grows older, his skills become more exquisite and his cultivation level gradually strengthened, but he has always been stuck in the third-order bottleneck. Guilt and fear have become demons. What he did to survive at the beginning made him heal. There is no way to break through.

After he finished speaking, before Mu Wanwan could answer him, he took the organ dog and left. Mu Wanwan looked at Tie Bo's back, but felt that he seemed to be squatting a lot more than before.

She carefully put away the crystal ball, ready to wait for someone who is looking for Xianqingge to appraise it.

No matter whether what Tie Bo said was true or not, she couldn't trust Tie Bo like she trusted Uncle Zong. If it really contained Tie Bo's memories of Mr. Long, she would really like to see it.

She has always wanted to know how Mr. Xiaolong, who fled in embarrassment, later slayed the Quartet and became the Dragon King.

Maybe there will be some poor life in the middle, but overall it must be a quick and warm memory, right?

Snow fell in the sky again, and Mu Wanwan shook his hat. He wanted to go back to Xianqing Pavilion as soon as he finished shopping, but suddenly he thought of...

Her dragon is not at home now.

And Mr. Long didn't know what he did to Mengmeng. Mengmeng was still asleep when she left, and all the Lingzhi at home was collected again, and the chicken cubs also prepared food.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan's desire to hurry faded away a lot. She changed her route and went directly to the Xianqing Pavilion. After finishing the matter, she would go shopping in the market outside for a while and then go back.

Maybe she can buy some rouge or something?

Will Mr. Long like the way she dresses up? Mu Wanwan's complexion was strangely scalded. Before Long was in a coma, she thought he couldn't see herself. She didn't even try rouge or anything like the clean little fairy whose makeup just kept the fragrance all the time. Over.

Mu Wanwan felt very good when he thought of whether the illiterate dragon with facial paralysis would show any surprised expressions, and soon he reached a secret door set up by Xianqing Pavilion.

As before, she took a black cloak and covered herself, and Mu Wanwan followed the maid into a dark room.

"Senior, just wait here for a while." The maid smiled and turned to leave.

Xianqingge has always done a good job of keeping confidentiality. Generally, people are responsible for inquiring about news and handling some other business, and appointments are required in advance. The people in charge also wear black cloaks uniformly, do not know each other's identity, and only talk about business.

Mu Wanwan waited for a while, and then a slightly shorter man walked in. He was wearing a black cloak, his voice was clear, and he was as polite as ever, "Senior, your message has been passed. The other party wants to see you. I don't know if you Going to the appointment?"

Mu Wanwan's heart jumped slightly, Jiu Qing had already taken the bait?

So can Bai Shuiyao be solved? She hasn't heard much about Bai Shuiyao recently, and 80% of them were taken back to Ao Xue's residence.

"Yeah." Mu Wanwan nodded, "Take me over."

"Senior, you need to pay three middle-grade spirit stones first."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

After delivering the three spiritual stones, Mu Wanwan was taken to another, larger dark room, where there was already a person covered in a black cloak. She heard the sound and lifted up slightly to look at Mu Wan. Bend a glance.

"Then, I will retreat first. The rules of Xianqing Pavilion are not to fight. The two seniors should understand." The guide said with a smile, then bowed and closed the door.

The room fell into silence, and Mu Wanwan sat down opposite the person. Before speaking, he heard the person sitting opposite suddenly let out a low laugh.

She didn't know how to describe this kind of laughter, the voice was nice, tactful and charming, but with an indescribable grin, it made Mu Wanwan a little stunned.

She settled her mind, and just about to speak, she saw Jiu Qing who was opposite her stretch out her hand, making a silent gesture with her beautiful white hand, and took out a jade slip from her pocket.

Mu Wanwan watched the transparent barrier diverging from the jade slip.

"Okay." Jiu Qing laughed, "you can talk."

"Hello." Mu Wanwan was a little nervous, thinking that this person wouldn't want to kill himself, but according to Xianqingge's rules, if one party attacks the other, he can't leave alive anyway. Xianqingge has been like this for thousands of years.

"Just call me Jiu Qing." The opposite Jiu Qing may have heard her nervousness, and casually tore off her cloak, revealing his true face.

"It's really uncomfortable to wear this stuff." Jiu Qing complained, curling her lips slightly. She was very beautiful, except for the curse marks on her face, she was completely seductive.

Mu Wanwan saw that she was leaning on the cushion as if she had no bones, and said lazily, "Are you the little money that can provide me with a curse-relieving medicine?"

Mu Wanwan nodded, "It's me. You should understand that I haven't lied after using the pill. I can continue to provide some pill, but you should already know the conditions."

Jiu Qing laughed, her eyes flushed, except for those curse marks, the beauty was very exciting, "Ah, your condition is to get Bai Shuiyao? A person who has no background, has no talent, except for being able A wave hoof that makes a man blind and useless?"

Jiu Qing's eyes rolled, "I can get the benefits such as medicinal pills if I remove the hooves that seduce my husband, why don't I?"

Mu Wanwan relaxed a little, and took out three small jade bottles, "So the best, this is the first one, it should be enough for you to restore 30% of your appearance."

When Jiu Qing heard the word "face", the smile on her face disappeared, and her eyes became fierce. She stood up almost gagged, and reached out to touch her face, "You said, am I good-looking?"

Mu Wanwan was taken aback by her actions, but she was also sympathetic. She looked at Jiu Qing's face for a while, and then said very pertinently, "It's very beautiful. If there is no curse mark, it will be even better."

Jiu Qing seemed to have heard some jokes, but he seemed to be back to normal, and sat down with a smile.

"I'm so stupid, how can you judge my appearance?" She murmured, "After all, you often see the Lord, I am afraid you are already familiar with this ugly curse pattern."

Now Mu Wanwan was not calm, she was shocked, and subconsciously squeezed the pendant that Aunt Yun gave to conceal her cultivation.

Why would Jiu Qing know her true identity, Xian Qing Ge should be completely confidential.

"You are wondering how do I know?" Jiu Qing's voice was very gentle, "One is Bai Shuiyao. There are really few people who have hatred and skills with her."

Jiu Qing smiled, "Is there another...We are all married to Long. How can I not see the hard work that hasn't completely disappeared in your body?"

"As soon as you came in, I felt that what is in your body is not only pure, but also the richest and most precious drop." Her eyes were full of sorrow, "Unfortunately, the same person who married the dragon."

"I'm even willing to use half of the demon core energy to exchange that person's effort. After so many years, I still can't ask for it."

"It is said that the blood of the dragon is a symbol of love. The dragons are so greedy and selfish. Only if they are willing to give the blood of their hearts can they be considered deep love..." Jiu Qing still said, every word of it was sad.

But Mu Wanwan couldn't hear anything anymore.

Heartbroken.

There is a drop of Mr. Long's blood in her body that has not completely disappeared?

When and when did it happen?

Mu Wanwan stretched out his hand and stroked his chest, the memory returned to that rainy night...

A high fever, uncomfortable, a painful night.

Therefore, it was not that she kissed Mr. Long and drank his blood, but he took the initiative to endure the pain of gouging his heart and gave her a drop of blood.

It turned out that he had already woke up so early.