The small figure gradually blurred in Mu Wanwan's sight, and a mottled warm sun fell from the wall, pulling his shadow a long, long, dirty slate road, reflecting the tenderness of Mr. horn shape.
And just like that, little by little, he ran away.
Like those lanterns hanging on the vines that fade away,
never seen again.
Mu Wanwan tried her best to widen her eyes, but all eyes were dark. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how her consciousness spread. She instinctively wanted to grasp the dragon horn fragments scattered all over her body, but she couldn't grasp anything.
There was a suppressed soreness in her throat, and her cheeks to the eye sockets were all hot. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
The horns are broken.
She probably lost her dragon.
As soon as this thought appeared, Mu Wanwan licked her lips subconsciously, she wanted to laugh, but she still remembered—
How the dragon was embarrassed and embarrassed to hug her, gently whispering in her ear to ensure that he was very sure.
Mr Long.
Silly dragon, big stupid dragon.
It is impossible to miss an appointment.
Okay, how can you miss the appointment
She touched Aunt Hua's life flower with half of her hand, and almost immediately, Aunt Hua, who had just repelled a witch tribe, felt the vital signs belonging to Mu Wanwan, which fluctuated violently until it was about to collapse.
Aunt Hua's face turned pale, and she took two steps back, trying to rush to Mu Wanwan's side.
But as soon as she took two steps back, her divine sense noticed that Wu Yao, who had not moved outside the circle, was gone.
The sound of wind, rain and thunder and lightning that had been whistling in the ears due to the battle of multiple dragon races was much quieter at this moment, and even the dragons that had been attacking fiercely before were much less.
Uncle Chen also noticed this. The intuition belonging to the strong clamored for danger. He frowned and quickly shielded Aunt Hua, who wanted to run to Mu Wanwan's side, and shouted, "Dangerous!"
His voice fell, and he reacted quickly and immediately made defensive and evasive actions, but it was still a little late.
When the light is lost, it means that a large number of Tier 3 warriors have lost their vision.
Their strength is average, and they have already reached their limit if they can persist in fighting all night. At this moment, they hear Uncle Chen's warning in their ears, but their bodies are half a beat slower.
Aunt Hua only had to wrap Mu Wanwan and Mengmeng in half with her life flower, and a loud noise exploded in her ears.
"Boom!"
A huge and gorgeous beam of light rose into the sky and hit a fragile edge of the barrier with lightning speed.
Mo Teng responded quickly, and almost at the moment when the beam of light hit the barrier, he drew a large number of vines to cover it.
"call out!"
The shock wave exploded along with countless broken dead branches, like sharp swords, piercing into the body of the warrior with weak defense.
Jiuqing's tail swept away a large pile of thorn branches and leaves, the hair on it was bald, and blood was oozing from his forehead, looking miserable.
When more dead branches came, Hai Jiu, who had been hiding beside her to repair the knife, gritted his teeth, controlled the water vapor in the air, and smashed the dead branches in all directions.
Jiu Qing Divine Consciousness looked at her with a difficult expression, and couldn't help but smile, this little mermaid girl didn't seem to be as annoying as she felt before.
With the unbearable groans of the soldiers and the worried expressions of Hai Ren and others, the fragile barrier could no longer resist—
"Crack!"
shattered.
"Oops!"
The aftermath of the explosion has not yet dispersed, and the dust gradually dissipated. The sea blade divine sense swept a large number of blood worms flapping their wings, and the roaring dragons swooped down quickly. "Danger!"
The seriously injured Mo Teng did not have any support and chose to retreat. Although he was a special Vine life with strong vitality, he also damaged a lot of vitality in this battle, and maybe they still had the barrier. He can support it, but now that the barrier is shattered, he can't continue to protect these people. If he continues to fight, he will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
The best option now is to run away from here with as little damage as possible.
The beam of light illuminated most of the sky, the barrier shattered, and the torrential rain washed down with the dazzling thunder light, washing away the blood that had been pricked out of the soldiers.
The originally thick layer of ice was also pierced by the various Gu worms of the Wu clan, burrowing into the human skin, biting out blood holes, and there was a wailing of pain everywhere.
After Ao Qin was exhausted, he calmed down a little and turned into a half-dragon state with a hideous smile on his face. Standing beside him was Wu Yao, who looked unsightly and seemed to be overdrawn a lot, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he looked at Mu Wanwan, who was motionless on the high platform—
It took a lot of money to work with Ao Qin to break the enchantment, just want to absorb this soul when it is still fresh and tender.
Now, he finally doesn't need to wait any longer.
Ao Qin and Wu Yao looked at each other and saw the happiness in each other's eyes, but they were not in a hurry. They flew slowly in the direction of Mu Wanwan. Anyway, the biggest threat had already lost their lives in the inheritance land. No one present could beat them.
Ao Qin, who has nothing to hinder, seems to be playing, throwing some moves downwards from time to time, and the third-order warriors who are hit are killed almost immediately, and he can't even scream.
And the people of the Wu clan or the dragon clan who are fighting against them will shout: "Long live your majesty!"
Even with the surrounding dragons, they will all shout in unison, "Long live Your Majesty!"
Ao Qin felt a little worried when he heard someone call him "Your Majesty" before. After all, the orphan dragon had crushed him for so many years, and he was not sure whether he was dead or not, so he was always uneasy.
But now, the dragon's horns are broken, what is he afraid of
This compliment made him feel comfortable.
From today onwards, he is the master of the dragon clan.
-Uncle Chen avoided the falling moves and helped Aunt Hua up. The slightly injured Feng and Hexize also noticed that Ao Qin and Wu Yao wanted to go to the high platform.
Chi Yan snorted, called Sheng Hairen's name, and wanted to fly in the direction of Mu Wanwan. The beam of light completely dimmed, but a large number of Wuzu and Dragons directly crossed the barrier and entered. Trapped in their footsteps.
"Damn it." Chi Yan, who was restrained by a powerful fifth-order witch clan, was losing ground and could only defend in embarrassment.
"Want to disturb our Witch King to eat?" The Witch Race was covered in green, with a bare head and eyes a strange blood red, looking ugly to death, "Be my blood puppet!"
Chi Yan frowned slightly, wanted to wash his eyes, hurried back to avoid, and secretly said sorry.
I'm afraid she won't be able to get to Mu Wanwan's side in a short time.
The same is true for several other people. The monsters and half-demon who did not die completely fell into a more dangerous situation after losing the enchantment.
The fluctuations from the Flower of Life eased a little, and Aunt Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped a little golden dragon that tried to bite off the stem and leaves of her prototype. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Uncle Chen growl angrily. one sound.
They were stumped by the dragons rushing in.
Aunt Hua gritted her teeth, only to feel that the life flower was roughly crushed, and she became more and more worried.
The smile on Ao Qin's face became stronger and stronger. He and Wu Yao agreed that he would kill Mu Wanwan with his own hands to vent his anger. After that, the soul would be scraped by the two of them together.
Ao Qin was half-floating in the air, looking at Mu Wanwan, who was full of tears, his heart was extremely relieved, and a purple light lit up in his palm—
"How do you want to die?"
He's a benevolent dragon who can bestow her death the way she wants.
Of course, only the method of physical death.
Mu Wanwan bit his lip, and with the faint light, looked at the elegant Ao Qin in front of him.
At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she had just crossed over, always worried that she would die at the hands of Ao Qin because of the irreversible plot.
But after going around to this point, she still seems to have no way to escape the fate of her original body.
Not even him.
Mu Wanwan clenched the empty hand tightly, lowered his head and looked at the fingertips that were gradually becoming transparent, Ao Qin's "kindness" and the miserable shouts of the soldiers echoed in his mind.
She couldn't accept such an ending.
"Chirp!"
Mengmeng's fierce screams awakened her consciousness, Mu Wanwan saw Mengmeng's whole body exploded with feathers, and her arms were spread out in front of her, but the thin chirping sound seemed so calm at this moment.
Ao Qin looked at Mengmeng impatiently, took a long breath, and said softly "Huh?"
Mu Wanwan frowned, she quietly took out the teleportation scroll left by Mr. Long, and grabbed Mengmeng with the other hand, no matter what, she wanted to keep Mengmeng.
"What?" A cold voice came from behind, his wrist was stomped on the ground, knocked on the broken stone, and most of his bones were broken.
Wu Yao picked up the scroll she had dropped on the ground, and said mockingly, "Want to run?"
"啾!!" Mengmeng found that the bend was beaten, it turned around angrily and sprayed a mouthful of fire at Wu Yao, and deftly flapped its wings to attack Wu Yao.
"Looking for death!" Wu Yao grinned and punched Mengmeng fiercely.
But Mu Wanwan could only watch, he had raised Mao Jiu for such a long time, and was severely strangled by the neck.
Ao Qin looked at Mengmeng's sturdy little body with admiration, and made a surprised voice, "This is actually a phoenix cub."
"Bang!" Before Ao Qin could finish his amazement, something unexpected happened.
He was severely punched in the face, and was knocked away by Uncle Chen who finally arrived. Ao Qin reacted quickly and scuffled with Uncle Chen in the air.
At the same time, Jiu Qing quickly threw Mengmeng from Wu Yao's hand by riding the tornado created by Haijiu, and Aunt Hua caught Mengmeng and jumped to Mu Wanwan's side.
"Cough..."
The hairballs that have grown up and are still fragile are paralyzed on the stone wall, the small tender yellow beak is slightly open, and sporadic bloodstains are coughed up. From the bottom of its neck, it is full of scarlet bloodstains, very similar to it. The little black scarf from before.
The rain hit its fur, turning such a majestic fur into a chicken.
But its pair of black eyes stared at Mu Wanwan, who had finally become less transparent, and made a small chirp.
Chirp, Chirp wants to protect the bend.
"Quick, Wanwan, take advantage of it now!" Aunt Hua said, going to pull Muwanwan.
Mu Wanwan clenched his teeth tightly, his divine sense swept through Jiuqing, who was spitting blood from Jiu and Wu Yao, saw a sharp knife go through Feng's chest, and saw the soldiers who had given their lives to fall one by one because of her promise—
She saw a monster with curse marks all over her body. She broke her horn and pierced a witch's body fiercely. Then she opened her huge eyes and looked in her direction.
Even though the monster was no longer breathing.
he died.
"Banwan, hurry up." Aunt Hua urged, but saw the child straighten his back and smiled at her:
The eyebrows are curved, and the lips are raised in a beautiful arc.
But Aunt Hua felt bad in her heart. Before she could react, she felt that a small wind was blowing around her, and the spiritual plants and seeds that were scattered all over the ground were all floating beside her.
In less than half a minute, more dazzling light than before burst out from her hand, like a kindness, sprinkled down.
Mu Wanwan thought that her current appearance was probably ugly. She knelt on the ground, her body was twitching, she was really in pain now, very painful.
Mr Long...
It hurts…
Was it the same pain when he failed and collapsed
Mu Wanwan twitched his lips, holding the ball of light, a white light reflected in his eyes.
She seemed to see nothing.
"啾..." Mengmeng moved her body with difficulty, trying to crawl in the direction of Mu Wanwan, her eyes full of unease.
In fact, it's not that Jiu didn't understand anything. When he saw the little dragon's horn disappeared, he felt very sad. He knew that the bad dragon that he thought was his father's 80% won't come back.
It is so afraid, so afraid that even the bend will disappear.
Those terrifying liquids made the curved hands transparent.
It has all agreed with the bad dragon and will protect her.
If only Chiu could eat all these light clusters.
Mengmeng thought vaguely that it didn't understand the benefits of those luminous liquids to others, nor did it understand that it was Mu Wanwan's choice.
It only knows that if it goes on like this, she will disappear.
And Mengmeng didn't want her to disappear.
It just doesn't want her to disappear.
Mengmeng didn't know where the strength came from, she stumbled to her feet, and it wasn't a big tweet. In Aunt Hua's shocked eyes, there was a small blood stream winding down the down and came to Mu Wanwan's side.
"啾~" Mengmeng called out, opened her beak, and began to gnaw at the light liquid.
It eats fast and its body swells up quickly.
The pain eased, and Mu Wanwan gradually regained some consciousness. When she saw Mengmeng, who had magnified several times, she didn't even have the strength to cry or laugh. She also thought that it was just hungry.
But soon, Mu Wanwan noticed that her knees were wet, and the feathers on Mengmeng's body that had once become white had all turned crimson, and even from the beak that lowered her head and devoured the liquid, it was constantly spilled scarlet liquid.
It can't take it anymore.
"Mengmeng, hurry up..." Mu Wanwan said with difficulty, "No, no more."
It's still so small, it's just a cub, even Bai Feng can't bear such a large amount of energy.
Hearing her voice, Jiu, who was already a little delirious and his meridians were about to shatter, became happy again. His bright black eyes looked at Mu Wanwan softly, trying to swallow a little liquid.
From its huge body, a small crack-like sound came a little bit, and it felt that the light liquid that it had finally swallowed was about to be spit out.
Mengmeng couldn't care less to support Mu Wanwan, her big wings tightly covered her bright yellow beak, which had only been magnified many times. Obviously, her big eyes had become wavy, but she still wanted to look painless.
Mu Wanwan was terribly distressed when she saw that it almost turned into a blood chirp.
Mengmeng wanted to chirp softly to tell her not to worry, but as soon as she released her wings, light fluid would overflow, and it managed to swallow so much.
But the body hurts more and more, and it feels that it is about to die.
But before it died, it still wanted to rub Mu Wanwan again.
Mengmeng worked hard for a long time before finally swallowing the liquid of light. It didn't know her current state of misery, she just simply wanted to rub her again before leaving.
"Mengmeng..." Mu Wanwan didn't dislike the dirty Mao Tweet covered in blood at all, watching it move a little in his arms, looking at her with big eyes, as if uttering the last sentence of his life sound.
This time, it addressed her differently than before, mixed with a little selfishness that might not be allowed:
"chirp..."
Mu Wanwan's tears came down at once, Mengmeng it, no, he was calling her—
"Mother..."
She is still young but full of attachment, as if she only needs to cry out greedily.