The mood of anticipation was obvious, perhaps because he didn't want to miss any second when Mr. Long might come back, Mu Wanwan lay on the bed, but still couldn't fall asleep.
Fortunately, she is now a third-order cultivator, and her body is much better than when she first came, otherwise I am afraid she will not be able to toss.
But Mr. Long did not come back because of her increasingly anxious and painful waiting. On the morning of the seventh day when Long did not come back, Mu Wanwan looked at the increasingly gloomy sky outside the window and felt the despair and loneliness in the sky.
She couldn't help looking at the note he left over and over again, pressing her palm on her heart, as if she could feel the drop of blood he gave her.
"Mengmeng, you said he, why hasn't he come back?"
Mu Wanwan sat on the stool with a few bags of slightly messy seeds in her hand, and murmured to the fat that had become the size of her two palms.
"Chirp!"
"Chiu Chiu!" In just a few days, Mengmeng has grown from a small thin Chiu to a white fluffy fat Chiu, and the small scarf is not pure, but the black fur is still stubborn.
It's just that Mu Wanwan feels that Mengmeng is much more agile than before, and she can already hear something from its tone.
For example, it is now, while rubbing its own hand with its regrown hairy head, while tweeting ill of Mr. Long, the general meaning is—
The dragon is clumsy and may have lost its way.
Mao Jiu's body was soft and warm, like a big hand warmer.
Mu Wanwan felt better after being rubbed by it twice, but the panic and anxiety in her heart still couldn't be relieved. She held Mengmeng to practice Dan for a while, and kept going through time, praying that her dragon would not have an accident.
On the eighth night, Mu Wanwan sat silently on the bed, hugging her knees, Mengmeng fell asleep, the room was terribly quiet, it was dark outside the window and inside, only the crystal ball was faintly shining.
She has been talking about Mr. Long with Mengmeng non-stop for the past two days, and now she has not said a word for almost a day.
Mu Wanwan raised his hand and felt the weight of the sapphire bracelet. After a while, he still said that the crystal ball placed on the head of the bed was in his hand—
Because it was placed outside, the crystal ball was very cold. Mu Wanwan shrank subconsciously when it touched the palm of her hand. She looked down at this beautiful crystal ball. It was pure and transparent, and there was no color flow.
Break this thing, can you really see Mr. Long
Mu Wanwan's eyelashes were soaked with moisture, she missed him so much, that scumbag, leaving a note and letting her wait for so many days is too bad.
want to see him.
The crystal ball was held in her palm, gradually becoming warm, and a blue mist gradually lit up in the dark night.
Mu Wanwan didn't hesitate any more, and a touch of spiritual power reached out from his fingertips, which turned into a green sharp knife, and stabbed the crystal ball with all his strength.
"Crack."
A crisp cracking sound sounded, but no thorny debris fell.
The fragile and beautiful crystal ball floated into countless broken stars in her slightly opened eyes, mixed with light blue warm wind, and suddenly hit her.
There was a tingling pain in her mind, and Mu Wanwan felt that something strong broke into her sea of consciousness, and in the next moment, she closed her eyes, and her consciousness seemed to be separated from her body.
When he opened his eyes again, a mottled warm sun fell in front of him.
"A Tie, you are secretly playing with Dad's hammer again!" The voice of grandma's girl sounded, and Mu Wanwan could see her clearly. It was a dwarf girl of about three or four years old.
Two braids with green skin and black eyes.
"A-mei, just don't say no." A young man's voice came from beside him. It was a dwarf boy. His eyelids were not drooping, and he was wearing normal clothes. Except for the iron hammer, it is not half similar to Tiebo.
The sun was a little bright, Mu Wanwan raised her hand and used it as an eye, she should have entered Tie Bo's memory now
Is it the same as the previous hallucinogenic effect, can you feel it
She tried to reach out to touch the wooden frame beside Tiebo, and sure enough, she passed through it the same way, leaving only a little rough wood feeling on her hand.
Looking at Tie Bo with a fresh air on his face and the spring sunshine outside, which is completely different from reality, Mu Wanwan calmed down a little because he was worried about a certain dragon.
If the effect is similar to the last dream, she may need to spend a few days here, and then return to reality, maybe the dragon has returned to her side.
Mu Wanwan comforted herself like this, the opening was full of sunshine, Tie Bo's memory should be very warm, she couldn't wait to see Mr. Long.
Following behind the young A Tie like a spirit behind him, Mu Wanwan quickly learned about A Tie's situation—
Their family lives on the edge of the Dragon Clan's territory, a remote dwarf village. There are no big towns around, but there is a business in the town, and their branch lives in this peaceful village.
Ah Tie has a younger sister named A Ling, her father is a famous dwarf craftsman in the town, and her mother is a craftsman even more powerful than her father.
Ah Tie should be a very happy boy.
He made an agreement with his sister today to explore the mountain behind the village.
Mu Wanwan followed behind them and walked for about an hour before touching the foot of the mountain.
"A Tie, slow down." After all, A Ling was still very young, and she was tired after walking for so long.
Ah Tie doted on his younger sister very much, so he simply carried the person on his back, "I'm carrying you, we have to hurry up."
Mu Wanwan watched them walking in the forest, and felt more and more bad in his heart.
This mountain forest looks green and vibrant from the outside, but as soon as you walk in, it seems to be surrounded by a very strange atmosphere. Even though it looks like it is still full of sunshine and warmth, it feels like falling on your skin. It's cold.
It didn't take long for the two of them to leave, and A Ling was already feeling scared. She looked at the red flowers blooming on the ground with a bit of horror, and cried, "A Tie, I want to go home."
"Alright then." Ah Tie wasn't really enjoying himself, but he didn't know what was going on. He felt that today's mountains and forests gave him a different feeling than before. He was actually a little scared, but because he was in front of his sister The young man is very manly, and his mouth is very hard, "Don't pester me in the future, let me take you up the mountain."
A Ling hugged his neck tightly, and Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, the feeling that something always came out was really bad.
But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the wind whistled in her ears, and the sky darkened almost instantly, even more terrifying than the quickest and fastest storm she had ever seen, and the vision in front of her suddenly turned into darkness.
There was a pain in the shoulders, the cold wind was blowing on the face, and there was laughter of some creatures in the ears besides the clattering wind, which was extremely harsh.
When she finally saw the world in front of her again, she found that the A Tie brothers and sisters had been caught in the palm of their hands by a giant bird that looked like a dozen times bigger than a vulture, and A Tie's shoulder was gurgling with blood.
Her shoulders also hurt a lot.
Mu Wanwan looked at the village that was getting smaller and smaller in his sight, looked at A Ling who had passed out and A Tie who was full of horror, and his breath was cut off for a moment.
The giant bird flew very fast, A Tie also passed out due to excessive blood loss, but Mu Wanwan was awake. From her point of view, she could clearly see half of the giant bird's body and large pieces of dirty feathers. Perhaps it was because the dwarf's village was on the edge of the dragon's territory, and after flying for about two or three hours, the giant bird flew to a place that Muwanwan had never seen before.
Is that a valley
Surrounded by oppressive mountains, two long and narrow, swept down from the sky, but the tip of the nose is not as fresh as the mountains should be.
The giant bird swooped down and approached the lower end of the valley. Only then did Mu Wanwan see the situation in the valley. There were many cages around, ranging from wooden ones to iron ones, of different sizes.
In each cage, there are several people locked up.
Mu Wanwan's heart trembled, his eyes widened, and as the giant bird swooped down, the thousands of cages were lined up, so spectacular and terrifying.
A Tie and A Ling were thrown to the ground, and Mu Wanwan also felt pain in her body for a moment. She watched the giant bird slowly turn into a shabby man with a hook nose. After he landed, he came again not far away. three men.
n bs One of them held a test stone and cut the hands of A Tie and A Ling, frowning, "Third son, did you go out and get two dwarves with average talent?"
"This kid is okay, this little girl doesn't have any talent, but her flesh is very tender. It's better to eat it." Another man looked up and down at A Ling with a terrifying gaze.
Her head was broken, and she hasn't woken up yet. Mu Wanwan watched A Tie hold her in his arms with fear in her eyes.
"Tsk, you all want to eat all day long, so keep it first." The youngest one seemed to have the most say, so they decided to lock A Tie and A Ling in a place near the stone wall in a wooden cage.
As soon as his neck hurt, Mu Wanwan watched A Tie being grabbed by the neck, and A Ling was being carried like a chick.
Mu Wanwan felt a chill in her heart, and followed behind them little by little.
There was fog everywhere in the valley, the ground was wet and dirty, and there were intermittent cries and unbearable pain in his ears, Mu Wan bent subconsciously and glanced aside—
In an iron cage, a leopard orc was kept.
He was covered in blood, his mouth opened in pain, Mu Wanwan saw that his fangs were gone, and the roar sounded like a broken bellows.
Her fingertips trembled, and she looked down at the wet road under her feet, full of bad guesses.
Why, why is Tiebo's memory like this, where is the place where she expected to meet Mr. Xiaolong, here is clearly
It is obviously a terrifying gathering place of slaves who were raised in captivity to absorb talent.
She squeezed her hands tightly, and even wanted to get rid of this memory, she didn't want to see, didn't want to see Mr. Long's past.
"Go in." A Tie and A Ling were finally locked in an iron cage that had already locked several people.
There were several young men in their twenties, Xiu. They saw that the A Tie brothers and sisters did not have any expressions, their expressions were numb, and they did not say a word. There was only one female elf who was younger, and her expression was rather sad. "Two more."
"Where is this?" A Ling woke up and asked with her eyes open.
The elf closed his eyes and shook his head without speaking.
Being caught in this place, everyone has only two purposes, either to be eaten, or to be sucked out of talent and then eaten, and her friends have already been eaten.
Maybe it will be her turn tonight.
Ah Tie seemed to understand a little bit, but Ah Ling started to cry. She grabbed her brother's hem and kept talking about going home.
"Amei is fine, this is a game my brother is playing with others." A Tie shook his voice and comforted his younger sister with a forced smile.
A Ling was very afraid. She instinctively wanted to trust her brother, and tried her best to squeeze out an ugly and cute smile, "Then this elf sister is my brother's friend, so pretty."
The elf had brown eyes with tears in his eyes, and dared not look directly into A Ling's eyes.
Mu Wanwan's heart trembled, she subconsciously glanced into the distance, there was a very large and very large cage, the material was hard, but there was only one person inside, who was extremely thin and familiar.
His eyes were sore, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.
She walked in the direction of the man, and slowly saw his appearance—
The young man was half leaning on the edge of the cage, his long black hair seemed obediently hanging down his temples.
He half-closed his eyes, his pale lips were slightly pursed, when Mu Wanwan walked to his side, he happened to raise his eyes, his gaze was the icy cold light that flashed past when the sword was sheathed, sharp and dark.
That is, Mr. Long.
Mr. Xiaolong.
The clothes on his body have changed, and it is no longer the same gray cloak that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but he still looks proud and indifferent. Although he is locked in a cage, he seems to be in a gorgeous palace.
Mu Wanwan saw the bloodstains running down from his hand, but he didn't shake the pair of fluffy ears desperately because of the pain like before.
He has grown up.