Why is Mr. Long here
Mu Wanwan looked at the boy locked in the cage and felt a pain in his heart like being stabbed by a needle.
He should, he should be unrestrained and wanton, killing the Quartet.
When his eyes fell on the ankle exposed outside Mr. Long's pants, Mu Wanwan was sad and uncomfortable. She also thought that this dragon finally changed a set of clothes. Looking at it now, she may have been wearing it for a long time. She is tall, but she has no money to buy clothes.
Perhaps it is the best thing to be able to freely penetrate the heavy shackles in memory. When Mu Wanwan came back to her senses, she had already passed through the cage and came to Mr. Xiaolong's side.
As she got closer, she could see his injuries more clearly. The black clothes were stuck to the body with dried blood, and they maintained a neat appearance.
His horns and a pair of ears have been tucked away, and the tip of his tail is not as exposed as it was when he was a child. He is no longer a little dragon cub, and can already be transformed into a human form.
"A Tie, why is that older brother locked up there alone?" Maybe because she believed A Tie's words, A Ling has regained some vitality, and there are no other cages for slaves around them. A Ling was a little curious about the one with Mr. Long.
Since it's a game, isn't it more fun to play together
"Ah, maybe it's because he prefers a person." A Tie rubbed his sister's head, chose a place close to the female elf but kept a distance from the other people and sat down.
Perhaps she saw the dwarf brothers and sisters who were not yet completely dead. The female elf also regained some vitality. She looked at Mr. Long, her voice was lowered, her eyebrows were filled with inexplicable fear and indescribable gratitude, "That is the container, very scary."
Her voice was low, but Mu Wanwan heard it all.
container
What container and why is it scary? Thousands of thoughts ran through her mind, she narrowed her pupils slightly, and saw the half-sized Mr. Long move—
Maybe it was because he was in one position for a long time, he was a little tired, his blood-stained palm tightly grasped the edge of the cage, and slowly stood up.
He is already taller than Mu Wanwan, with black clothes clinging to his body, and when he bends his back, he can see his butterfly bones protruding from malnutrition, as fragile as the two strands of hair on Mr. Xiaolong's forehead.
"Ah!" Seeing him stand up, Xiu, the numb people who were imprisoned opposite him, showed a terrified expression, as if he was some kind of terrifying evil spirit.
"Monster, monster."
A man who was about to lose his mind twisted his face and muttered, "A monster that absorbs demonic energy!"
Why call him a monster, why look at him like this? Mu Wanwan couldn't understand, she looked at Mr. Xiaolong with a cold expression, and only felt the pain in her heart like being pierced by countless needles.
She slowly stretched out her hand towards him and folded it on his hand that was leaning against the railing. The palm was cold and sticky to the touch, cold.
"Mr. Long." Mu Wanwan called him softly, but only got a cold and gloomy look, his eyebrows were dark, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
The sky gradually darkened, but the atmosphere in the valley became even more eerie. The moment the sun disappeared, Xiu, who had been unconscious before, burst into tears.
Mu Wanwan sat beside Mr. Xiaolong and watched the light in his eyes dim little by little with the sunlight.
"Hehehe, which one will you eat tonight?" A gust of wind blew through, and a few men followed behind the sullen man who captured the A Tie brothers and sisters during the day, looking at the few people who were locked in the cage.
"Third son, everyone has finished eating for you, so leave two for us." The fourth son smiled on the side, "I forgot to tell you earlier that the elf can't move, I will wait for a few more days. It was given to Fifth Sister for her birthday."
"Fourth son, you are really long-winded." The second son slapped him on the side, "I don't want to eat dwarves so ugly, and that bastard dragon elder brother said it was a container, and he also wastes so many demon cores every day, every day can There is only so much to eat, and I have to share it with you, tsk."
Er Zi's gaze swept over a few shivering men, and randomly ordered a male cultivator, "He's gone, more meat."
"No, don't eat me!" The male cultivator looked hideous and hid behind a female cultivator, "Eat, eat my junior sister, her meat is more tender than mine, my talent is poor, you will not benefit from eating me!"
He almost rudely carried a numb female cultivator beside him, and he didn't remember how affectionately he confessed to her before he came out to do the sect mission.
"Hehehehe." The third son was not surprised by this. He saw many scenes like humans, and he felt happy every time. For them, the human beings are just food, and watching the food's dying struggle is a pain in the ass. kind of fun.
It's just that this woman has a mental breakdown, and it doesn't make sense for them to play cannibalism.
"You eat him, eat that container, he is a dragon, and his meat must be delicious, please, don't eat me, don't eat me, I want to live!"
The second son was obviously impatient. He was already hungry, so he opened the iron door and took out the man who was scared to pee his pants.
A Ling also felt something was wrong, the little dwarf girl tightly grabbed her brother's sleeve.
Mu Wanwan looked at everything in front of her. She listened to the few people casually talking about magic cores and containers. She looked at the man who betrayed his companions for even one more day, his hands and feet felt a little weak.
However, those few people had no intention of cleaning up the male cultivator before eating, but turned into a huge magic bird under the terrified eyes of everyone.
"what!!"
The screams sounded, the ground was stained with the blood of the big beach, and the soil was soaked little by little, and the sound of bones being chewed was obvious.
An unpleasant feeling surged in his stomach, Mu Wanwan subconsciously wanted to grab Mr. Long's sleeve, but it penetrated his thin body.
Closing her eyes was bloody, and she saw the almost dull gazes of the brothers and sisters A Tie on the opposite side.
The female cultivator still looked numb, but the elf showed a smile that she didn't know if she had escaped the disaster.
After eating the male cultivator, the three giant birds were still not satisfied, and their mouths with a strong stench frantically gnawed at the cage that locked Mr. Long.
Blood and saliva dripped down, the terrible fishy wind and the roar full of appetite made Mu Wanwan retched uncontrollably.
She is in a spirit state, and she is not a little uncomfortable, but she can't spit out anything.
All this is like a nightmare.
When those few people finally left, Mu Wanwan gradually recovered.
Mr. Xiaolong's cage was already in a mess, and he was stained with unpleasant bloodstains and saliva. Mu Wanwan looked at him frowning, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, tore off a small piece after thinking about it, and then began to clean himself.
No matter how much you wipe it, the strong odor still cannot be eliminated.
He just wiped it stubbornly, over and over again, with deep black eyes holding back unsheathed hatred.
It was a look she had never seen before.
It's just that she's not afraid.
She just feels distressed now, and only hates that she has no way to stay by his side when he is still weak, even to accompany him to wipe the long hair stained with blood
She is not afraid of him, and she will never be afraid of him.
Mu Wanwan sadly looked at A Tie and A Ling, who had lost their words, thinking of Mr. Dalong who didn't know where he was in reality, and his heart became more and more painful.
However, this is far from over.
The next few days were all the same depression and despair. On the fifth day when there were fewer and fewer people in the cage, the eldest brother and the fifth sister, whom Sanzi spoke of, came back.
It was a feminine man and a charming woman. They were not as tasteless as the other giant birds. They ate their mouthfuls. The sister went straight to the cage where Mr. Long was locked.
"I haven't seen you for a few days, but the magic core that was fed to you before has been absorbed." His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he looked at Mr. Long as if he was looking at his future self.
"It's really a good item for looting." The fifth sister on the side also said, "Although it is a hybrid dragon, and its blood is not pure, it is superior in talent, and after being fed by you for two weeks, it is gradually able to absorb demons. Nuclear, after a month or so, when he breaks through the fourth-order and falls into catastrophe, big brother, you take the opportunity to seize the house, the fifth-order soul can of course suppress his weak fourth-order soul, and then big brother, you will be able to get rid of the talent. Imprisoned, it is not impossible to ascend to a god."
The feminine man obviously liked her secret flattery. He smiled at her and choked his throat, "Where's the magic core."
The fifth sister smiled and took out the results of this hunt from the Qiankun bag, a fourth-order demon core and three third-order demon cores.
Mu Wanwan looked at the devilish core exuding a strong devilish energy on the feminine man's hand, only to feel chills all over his body. Half of Mr. Long's body was hidden in the shadows, revealing only his thin and pointed chin.
There was a glint in the eyes of the feminine man, a head twisted into an ugly bird's head, and his arms turned into wings. After a gust of wind, Mu Wanwan and Mr. Xiaolong were blown to the edge of the cage.
She watched the black mist wrap around him, and watched him with sharp teeth and golden eyes flashing with deep hatred, forced to swallow the magic core. The power of the fourth-order magic core is not something that only the third-order can bear.
Mu Wanwan watched him fall to the ground soberly and painfully, and heard the feminine man say softly, "My future body, you get used to it, it's been a long time since I've eaten, these two dwarf brothers and sisters will serve you a snack. Bar."
Mu Wanwan watched the feminine man smile and threw the frightened A Tie brothers and sisters into Mr. Long's cage. Hearing A Ling's hoarse cry, her mind went blank with anger. She really wanted to, okay? I want to kill all these beasts.
The next moment, there was a violent tremor in the cage, Mu Wanwan turned back subconsciously, and saw Mr. Long, whose handsome face was overflowing with blood.
There were bloodstains all over his lips, and the magic energy of the fourth and third-order magic cores exploded, breaking through his meridians, slitting his skin, and wanton out the magic energy.
Mr. Xiaolong's dark eyes were dyed gold, the dragon horns and ears that had been held on his forehead also popped out, the two fangs on his lips, and his hands and feet had turned into sharp claws uncontrollably.
Demonic energy can make people delirious and thirsty for blood.
She watched her cute Mr. Xiaolong bite off the flesh on his arm, and watched him bleed in pain.
He bared his teeth, more frightening than the dragon in the picture book, and made a cold and hoarse voice to the A Tie brothers and sisters, "Go away."
Ah Tie seemed to have regained his senses, hugged his silly little sister and squeezed desperately to the edge of the cage.
Mu Wanwan's eyes were full of tears, and she helplessly wanted to hug him again and again, to reach out to cover his bleeding skin.
Maintaining the human form is too hard, and becoming a dragon will almost predictably kill the Ah Tie brothers and sisters.
Mu Wanwan couldn't do anything, he could only watch as he couldn't maintain his dignity any longer, and rolled on the ground in pain, dripping dark demonic energy from his eyes, like tears.
But even if he didn't want to hurt others, the terrifying demonic energy that overflowed from his wounds still swept through the small cage, impacting the bodies of A Tie and A Ling, one or two lines that would not cut the dwarf's clothes and return. It was considered hard skin, but after more than a dozen strokes, wounds were added to their bodies little by little.
With one more wound on Ah Tie's body, Mu Wanwan's spiritual body was in pain.
The scouring of those demonic energy was not just a simple pain. When they swept over, the brain was numb for a while, and then there was a little bit of severe pain.
It hurts, it hurts.
But Mr. Long will only be more painful than her, more painful than her.
This torture continued for a whole day and night, and by the time everything was over, Mr. Long was already covered in blood.
And even though Ah Tie was protected by Ah Tie in her arms, she was still seriously injured and was dying.
Ah Tie was also bruised and bruised, looking at Mr. Xiaolong who got up from the ground, his eyes filled with fear and hatred.
"monster."
"monster."
Mu Wanwan heard Ah Tie's despair and pain, and huddled in the corner in fear, murmuring over and over again, hugging Ah Ling's small body tightly in her arms.
And Mr. Xiaolong was just silent, staggered up little by little, walked to the position where Mu Wanwan was leaning on when he first saw him, and slowly and slowly slid to the ground.
Bone can be seen from the bite on his arm.
Mr. Xiaolong stretched out his twisted arms, took out the disfigured handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped the blood on his face little by little.
However, he wiped it seriously, but no matter how hard he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean.
The sky outside was dark, the dark clouds rolled up, and the drizzle of rain fell on his crow-black eyelashes, smeared through the dark-black eyes, rolled up shallow blood, and sank into the front of his shirt.
Mu Wanwan was half-knelt on the ground, her body was full of pain from the rain soaked wound, she raised her head and saw his cheeks become clean little by little. His wound healed quickly, and now there are only blood scars left on his face.
She wanted to reach out and lift the broken hair from his forehead, but saw Mr. Xiaolong slowly open his eyebrows. Mu Wanwan looked at the slightly raised corner of his lips, only to feel sour in his heart.
She wanted to grab him by the collar and ask aloud why he was so stupid and so easy to satisfy? It's just rain, just rain, not water that can really wash you clean.
However, he couldn't hear.
Can't hear.
It rained continuously for three days.
Because of lack of food and typhoid fever, A Ling still couldn't get over it.
The little dwarf girl's body became cold and stiff.
Ah Tie went crazy, the dwarf boy hid in the corner, staring at Mr. Long with hated and fearful eyes.
His sister died, and even though he knew it wasn't Mr. Long's fault, he couldn't help but hate him.
He didn't dare to hate those people, he could only hate him.
"Why don't you die, you killed my sister!"
When night fell, when Mr. Long was resting with his eyes closed, Ah Tie would drag his injured body and approach him carefully, cursing over and over again.
Mu Wanwan knew that Mr. Long was not asleep, and also knew that her dragon had already felt guilty to a certain extent.
It's just not his fault.
Two days later, the elf on the opposite side was not able to escape, and she was swallowed by the fifth sister.
The feminine man marveled at Mr. Xiaolong's self-control, and ate A Ling's body in front of Ah Tie.
His prototype is a giant bird similar to a vulture. Fresh flesh likes it, and carrion does not resist it. Mu Wanwan saw that the top of his wings began to rot. This is a magic bird that is about to reach its limit.
Mu Wanwan watched A Tie cry in pain, covered her head and said sorry.
From that moment on, he never scolded Mr. Long again.
After another two or three days, Mu Wanwan was about to collapse due to this despairing and repressed breath, but the weather was getting better and better, and the sun filled the valley.
The previous rain washed away most of the blood stains. Mr. Xiaolong's healing power was very strong. The wounds on his body were almost healed, the blood scars also fell off, and he returned to his handsome appearance.
Mu Wanwan accompanies him to watch the sunset gradually falling on the horizon, dyeing a blush on the clouds, the breeze blowing through his long hair, and the sun falling on his face, which is very gentle.
Such a scene can almost be called quiet.
Except for the half-dead and painful cries of slaves and the unkind voices of those who came.
"Brother, do you really want to do it now?" Er Zi rubbed his head, "Isn't the dragon about to break through yet?"
"You know shit." Si Zi bared his teeth, "Big brother can't wait any longer, I finally met such a suitable one, and the magic core was absorbed last time."
"Brother, don't forget us after breaking through the sixth rank." Fifth sister said softly, "I also want to eat and see the young dragon, but it's a pity that the people of the dragon family are too tight on their baby bumps, after so many years. Bad luck for such an uncontrolled bastard dragon."
"No problem." The feminine man squinted his eyes, but his tone was soft, "I will open the lock dragon stone later, he will definitely resist, and later you will all stand in the four corners of the cage to help me watch the formation, and then Immediately, I started to fight."
"It's just that I'll have to work hard for you later." The feminine man said, "The slaves who are still alive in this valley will also be sacrificed in blood."
"Brother, what are you talking about? We didn't agree long ago. Of course we would be happy to exchange your treasure for these thousand slaves." This time, it was the third son with a hook nose.
They said proudly, they didn't take the lives of the monks orcs at all.
Mu Wanwan clenched her fists and watched them set up a magic circle around them. She went up to punch and kick a few ugly birds in anger. Why did they bully her dragon
Just because no one is on his side and no one defends him
But she loves him very much, and she is on his side.
When she thought that the life and death of Big Benlong was unknown, and now Mr. Xiaolong was being bullied, she couldn't help but sour her eyes.
But no matter how Mu Wanwan opposed or struggled, the formation was gradually taking shape.
The clouds on the horizon were dripping blood, and several magic birds excitedly turned into prototypes. The formation was like black lines spreading all around, covering the slaves in every cage in the valley.
"Then I'll start, you remember to suppress him." The feminine man said to several demon birds that had become prototypes.
The four magic birds chirped excitedly, and the feminine man slowly opened the cage that closed Mr. Long.
When the four magic birds swooped down, Mu Wanwan saw the feminine man with a wicked smile.
"The magic core is not enough, yours is just right!" A strong demonic energy evaporated from his body, turning into a half-rotten demonic bird. The powerful aura unfolded and entangled the other four demonic birds in an instant, "Die for me. ."
A shrill chirping sounded, and the four demon birds that were only fourth-order and still in the formation could not beat their "big brother" at all.
The world in front of her turned bright red, and Mu Wanwan saw her Mr. Xiaolong getting bigger little by little.
This is the first time she has clearly seen his prototype, a body larger than a magic bird, golden and white scales, a fifth claw curled up on the abdomen, a powerful dragon tail, and a ferocious and aggressive dragon horn. , and those plush ears that are magnified countless times.
He swept up from the wind in front of her, rolling up a rain of blood, but it seemed to occupy her entire world.
She was swayed by the wind and the afterglow, the sound of rolling rocks was loud, and scales and feathers penetrated her body, blurring her vision.
I don't know how long it took, Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her leg, and the sound of a giant falling to her ears, she struggled to open her eyes, half-floating in the air, she saw a low, long moan bathed in blood, and countless cages were broken. The aftermath of the battle killed a group of vulnerable people.
In the rain of blood, he slowly turned into the indifferent young man. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and his eyes glittered with golden light. He just looked indifferently at the slaves who didn't care about him. They, fly away.
The memory gradually became blurred, Mu Wanwan saw A Tie who was hit by the rocks on both legs by the aftermath. Thinking of his thick leather pants and the dark scars all over his body, he vaguely understood that Tie Bo's memory had reached the end.
She was left in place, watching Mr. Xiaolong's back gradually fly away, so far that she would soon lose sight of him.
Don't go.
do not leave.
don't leave me.
Mu Wanwan struggled and wanted to chase his shadow, but in the next moment, his head was dizzy, and the world in front of him changed in an instant, as if falling from the sky in an instant.
Mu Wanwan suddenly opened his eyes, the sky was bright.
She looked at the empty and disappeared crystal ball in her hand, and heard Mengmeng's anxious chirping and Hongye knocking on the door, "Madam, are you not going out today?"
Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, so it's time to go out now
She got dressed, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, glanced at the empty bed, and pulled out an ugly smile.
"啾啾." Mengmeng was stunned, seeing her waking up and rubbing her face with her head desperately.
"I'm fine." Mu Wanwan patted Mao Jiu's head, "Honey, wait for me at home."
She left some spirit stones and fruits for Mengmeng, hurriedly packed her things, put on her hood and went out.
Seeing her, Hongye breathed a sigh of relief, "Ma'am, why didn't you come today, I waited for you for more than two hours, and it was almost noon."
"I slept." Mu Wanwan didn't want to talk, and Hongye didn't care.
This time when she went out, Mu Wanwan was just completing her mission. She went to Xianqing Pavilion mechanically and met Jiu Qing.
She was prettier than before, and they said that Bai Shuiyao would be settled soon, and gave her a beautiful hairpin and forced her to wear it. The state of Uncle Zong and Aunt Yun has also improved a lot. The medicinal pills that Mu Wanwan brought this time earned her one high-grade spirit stone and five middle-grade spirit stones.
From Uncle Zong, Mu Wanwan also learned that Tie Bo had gone out to travel.
Mu Wanwan was always worried that the dragon would come back when she left, so she left after finishing her work. She didn't stay in the market for a few hours in total, and when she returned to the yard, everything was the same as when she left.
She took off her hat, put down the basket, and took out from her arms the note that Mr. Long left before leaving. She didn't have the heart to tear it up, but just threw it on the ground in a fit of anger, leaving enough for the spirit chickens. The food, carrying Mengmeng to the study.
She doesn't want to think about that bad dragon anymore, she doesn't want to pay attention to him anymore, she has to refine a lot of medicinal pills to keep herself busy.
Big Fat Chiu is very obedient, not like a dragon.
Mu Wanwan locked himself in the study to concoct alchemy, trying to forget the nasty dragon who broke his promise.
She piled up all the spirit stones around her, and the seeds kept on hand, and she didn't have the patience to wait for the spirit plants to grow up slowly. She just rudely ripened them, and then made pills, repeating the mechanical movements, as if she could paralyze herself.
In fact, she has also succeeded. The sunrise and sunset outside, sunny and rainy, have nothing to do with her.
What a dragon, what a return in three or five days, she no longer expects it.
When the spiritual power in her body is exhausted, she absorbs the spiritual stones. She ripens and concocts pills day and night. The long waiting time seems to have passed quickly.
But, why is my heart so uncomfortable today
Mu Wanwan rubbed her tired forehead, and from the depths of her soul came a sense of tearing and exhaustion that could not be ignored. Why was the pill stove floating in front of her getting closer and closer to her
Why is it so uncomfortable
"Chirp!!"
"Chirp!!!"
The world in front of him seemed to be spinning, Mu Wanwan's forehead hit the hot pill stove, and his eyes were scarlet.
Mengmeng was in a panic, she didn't know what was wrong, looking at the burning red fire, thinking about the information that had come to her mind these days, she opened her bright yellow beak and sucked all the red fire into her small mouth , and then burped, and fell to the ground dizzy.
"Moe"
Mu Wanwan stretched out her hand to catch Mengmeng who had suddenly fallen, and her half-open eyes caught sight of the closed door being opened, and blood slid down from the tattered robe that had turned blood red, and the ground was stained with stars. erythema.
Her eyelashes trembled, tears welled up, only to feel the tiredness and pain that she didn't care about came up.
She hurts, hurts.
I can't see if he's back.
I could only hear footsteps coming from my ears, and the smell of blood was mixed on the tip of my nose. I didn't know if it was his own or his.
"Mr. Dragon"
Mu Wanwan's parched lips fluttered, making a small sound.
"I'm sore"
A pair of cold, blood-stained hands caressed her cheek gently, and she heard his hoarse voice, "I'm back."