Mu Wanwan knew his plan, so he just took his arm and silently followed Mr. Long to the door of the restaurant.
This is worthy of being the safest place in the entire city of Ifa. Mu Wanwan has no way to perceive the level of the barrier. I think it is at least the fifth-order barrier, and there are special people in front of the door. Not everyone can enter the barrier. of.
They handed over enough spirit stones to open a room.
The layout of the restaurant is also quite different from that of the Dragon Clan Capital City. There are very few activity areas, it is very empty, and basically no one lives.
Mr. Long put his arms around her, entered the room, and closed the door.
Mu Wanwan looked at the curvature of his lips and wanted to say something with a smile, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was sour and terrifying, with a hoarse and shameful cry.
"Got to go?"
Mr. Long didn't speak, he gently stroked her cheek with his palm, his thin lips pressed against her, and the other arm wrapped around her waist.
He wasn't as restrained as he used to be, and he didn't lower his eyes out of shyness.
He kissed passionately, his breath was hot, and his golden eyes stared at her tightly, hugging her tightly, as if to melt her into his blood.
Mu Wanwan allowed him to plunder, his divine consciousness was entangled in him, and he felt like he was about to drown in this domineering kiss.
She stretched out her hand to hug his waist, her face and cheeks were astonishingly hot, and hot and humid tears fell from her eyes, wishing that time would stop at this moment—
In this way, he won't leave, and she doesn't need to wait.
Maybe it was a long time, maybe just a moment, the dragon let go of her and licked her eye sockets lightly, "Sweet."
"..." Mu Wanwan glanced at him angrily.
Mr. Long smiled, took her hand and kissed her lips lightly. In her blurred vision, he moved the mustard space away from the master.
"For Madam." He said the love words that he was embarrassed to say in the past, and his half-bald ears were no longer exposed. "Everything about me belongs to Madam."
He was so despicable, watching her reluctantly shed tears, but his heart swelled like never before.
"I'll be back." Mr. Long said, and took out two more things—
One is a small, crystal-like thing like a dragon's horn.
There is one more, a scroll.
"Yes... what?" Mu Wanwan's voice was hoarse, looking at the little shining thing, which Mr. Long placed in his palm little by little.
Mr. Long pressed her forehead, "It's my horn."
There was a little embarrassment in his voice, "The first time I replaced it, there were two, but after I ate one, there was only one."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
Her heart was sour and astringent, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Chaos..." Mr. Long paused and continued, "Chaos said that the young horn is going to be given to his beloved partner."
Mu Wanwan looked at him with a flushed face and trembling eyelashes, "It's a token."
"Yeah." Mu Wanwan also smiled.
Mr. Long stroked her cheek, as if he had made up his mind, "If the horn is broken, it means that I..."
Mu Wanwan shrank in pain and heard him say, "I failed, I tore the scroll, and I could leave the demon world and teleport to the human race."
He wanted to put the scroll into her hands, but Mu Wanwan was about to suffocate just thinking about that possibility.
She seemed to be pinned to the spot, unable to move, and could only say something threatening, "If you don't come back, I'll marry another dragon and forget you..."
She couldn't go on talking and could only let out intermittent sobbing, as if she had lost him.
"I'll be back." Mr. Long kissed her forehead and released Mengmeng in the mustard space.
For the first time, Big Fat Tweet felt that the atmosphere was not right, and tilted his head cautiously.
Mr. Long bent down in a rare and serious manner, stretched out his hand towards Mengmeng, and smiled softly, "If there is a bad dragon coming, will Mengmeng try to protect Mengmeng?"
"Chirp?" Mengmeng was stunned for a while, and then she pushed her little chest up, "Chirp!"
of course!
Of course Mengmeng will protect the bend!
"That's agreed."
Mengmeng stretched out her wings and touched his outstretched hand, "啾~"
Mengmeng is a man, and she will definitely keep her promise.
Her dragon is going on an adventure.
Although she knew that he would leave and she had done everything she could before, Mu Wanwan was still a little unacceptable. She calmed down her emotions and put the medicinal pills and clothes that she had packed up early in the Qiankun bag and put them away. into his hands.
The moment he turned around, Mu Wanwan still couldn't hold back, grabbed his wrist, met the smiling phoenix eyes, and used all his strength, "If you fail, you have to come back alive, okay? "
"Okay." Mr. Long placed a watery kiss on her forehead, her eyelashes dyed with water.
Mu Wanwan bit her lip and lowered her head without looking at him, pushing him away, "Let's go, I'll wait for you to come back."
"Okay." He dropped his voice, and a gust of wind came from Mu Wanwan's ear.
Mu Wanwan tightly held the young dragon horn with a little light in his hand, and then raised his head, he had already left.
"啾..." Mengmeng walked to her side, probably aware of her low mood, and gently patted her with her wings, as if to comfort her.
…
After an hour or two, Mu Wanwan felt a little better. She carefully weaved a strong net pocket with his favorite gold thread, and hung the small dragon horn around her neck.
She pushed open the window, and the snowy Yifa was rarely raining, mixed with large snowflakes, hitting the passing monsters.
The clouds were deep, black and the wind was strong, and the temperature was unbearably cold even for a cultivator like her.
Mu Wanwan wrapped his clothes, which he had changed from Mr. Long, in an attempt to resist some cold wind.
The corners of her mouth curved into an ugly arc, she tugged at her sleeves, and began to think—
The entrance to the forbidden area is on the edge of Efa, near the abyss.
Mr. Long hopes that she can wait for him in this relatively safe place, and if he fails or encounters danger, he will tear open the scroll and leave.
But Mu Wanwan was not prepared to do so.
Ao Qin must have known about Mr. Long's news in Ifa, maybe they were on their way. As soon as Mr. Long comes out, he may face the interception of the dragon clan and the witch clan. Even if he succeeds, Mu Wanwan is worried, not to mention the possibility of failure.
Mu Wanwan sighed, then smiled relievedly, and hugged Big Fat Chiu, "Mengmeng, let's go."
First go to Xianqing Pavilion to release the news of the elixir recruiting powerhouses, and accumulate some power as much as possible, which is the only thing she can do now.
As soon as she opened the door, Mengmeng struggled fiercely, as if she had noticed something, "Tweet!"
"Chirp!"
Mu Wanwan also released his consciousness vigilantly, and caught a flashing figure on the edge.
"Really sharp." The man appeared in front of her without concealing it.
It was a very beautiful woman, still wearing scantily clad in such cold weather, with fiery red hair and a shawl.
Mu Wanwan took two steps back subconsciously, "Is something wrong?"
"Let's talk." The woman smiled and said to Mu Wanwan's shriveled pupils, "Don't be nervous, I finally waited for you to calm down and I was ready to come out to find you, little junior sister."
Mu Wanwan: "...?"
Chi Yan looked at her confused expression, thought of something, and caressed her forehead a little weakly, "Shizun won't you accept the apprentice?"
Mu Wanwan: "???"
Chi Yan: "...It seems to be true."
The two exchanged for a while, and then changed places from the restaurant to the Xianqing Pavilion, only then did Mu Wanwan figure out what was going on.
"So, your master saw my talent and wanted to accept me as an apprentice?" Mu Wanwan tried to summarize, "Let you pick me up after the dragon... my husband leaves?"
"I'm near here, and I'm also the pavilion owner of Yifa, so I was sent here." Chi Yan nodded and fluttered her fiery red hair, "I always thought that Master had already accepted you as a disciple, but I didn't expect him to No."
Chi Yan looked at the slightly haggard-looking person in front of her, and the feeling of disdain in her heart came up again since she received the master's order—
The human race is not as loyal as their special life, and the human race will only stab in the back.
Now that this person is favored by Master, she may have already been happy. Maybe she did not voluntarily follow the dragon to Yifa at all. Now that she has the opportunity to leave, she should agree
Just like the human race who betrayed her before, mercilessly abandoned her nominal lover.
Thinking like this, Chi Yan put away the secret sarcasm in her eyes, her face was not obvious, and even her tone was still gentle, "We have no malicious intentions, so are you willing to return to the alliance with me now?"
Mu Wanwan smiled at her, "I know, I'm very grateful to the leader."
When Mr. Long was out, he was rescued by the leader once, and the curse was greatly relieved. Now he can go to the place of inheritance. Otherwise, relying on her alone, maybe they are now in the dragon dungeon. Moreover, Xianqing Pavilion also helped her a lot before.
"Oh." Chi Yan raised her lips, seeing the gratitude in her eyes, she thought it was the case, and said, "Then go with me?"
"No." Mu Wanwan shook his head, "I'm going to wait here for him to come back, and I'm about to release news from Xianqing Pavilion."
Chi Yan was a little surprised, "Aren't you going? The army of the Dragon and Witch tribes has already been overwhelmed, don't you think it's abnormal that there are fewer monsters in Yifa?"
"We're here for the first time." Mu Wanwan rubbed Mengmeng in his arms, "So have the monsters of Yifa left early? That's fine too, and it won't be affected."
Chi Yan raised her eyebrows, feeling a strange feeling in her heart. Thinking of the human race who betrayed her, she couldn't help but threaten, "If you don't go with me today, then you won't be able to go. We are going to evacuate today."
"It's okay" Mu Wanwan looked at her, "Can you complete a deal with me before you leave?"
Chi Yan was slightly startled and said, "What deal?"
"I want to buy a batch of seeds from Xianqing Pavilion." Mu Wanwan took out the remaining seeds and pill furnace from the Qiankun bag.
All the spirit stones and medicinal pills on her body were left to the dragon who went on an adventure.
But she also has the ability to concoct alchemy.
"I'm going to replace people and horses with medicinal pills." Mu Wanwan's tone was firm, "The more monks who are willing to fight against the dragon and witch clans, the better."