His ears gradually recovered, Mu Wanwan held the Qinglong sound transmission order, and after waiting for a long time, he finally got the news that Ao Qin gave the "retreat" order angrily and helplessly.
She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it should be safe for the time being. Looking back, she could no longer see the shadow of anyone or the dragon. Looking down, there were also cascading clouds.
Mr. Long was so fast that she didn't know where they were now.
After carefully putting away the sound transmission order, Mu Wanwan felt dizzy in his head, and his chest and back were also in indescribable pain.
Mu Wanwan wiped the blood from his cheeks and shook his head, trying to ignore the abnormal pain in his body.
They have just gotten out of trouble now, and Mr. Long has lost so many scales. She has to hurry up and take out their stockpile.
Mu Wanwan stood up with Mao's ears, looked at the pocket pill bottle in his hand, and then looked down at Mr. Long, whose scales were bigger than her feet, and his stomach was rumbling.
She fell into a new problem, how can she make the huge Mr. Long eat the elixir
It's just that before she was confused for a long time, she felt that the world in front of her lighted up—
They seem to have escaped the boundary of the large dark clouds. After flying high, there are wisps of clouds and mists in the line of sight, and a little bit of sunlight can be vaguely seen.
Mr. Long's speed was very fast, and his long whisper sounded in his ears, making Mu Wanwan feel that dream and reality were connected for a moment.
The body suddenly tilted a little, Mu Wanwan hurriedly squeezed the elixir bottle with one hand, and grabbed Mr. Long's ear with the other.
But that ear was also shrinking rapidly, she didn't stand firm, and she fell to the side with the aura mask.
The light white cloud and mist crept in along the edge of the spiritual hood. The slightly cool and wet feeling made Mu Wanwan shiver. The weightlessness was obvious. She fell off Mr. Long's head and opened her eyes to see the continuous The appearance of Mr. Long who has become smaller—
Beautiful golden-white scales, mostly golden, very little white.
The huge golden pupils, scattered with lustrous and lustrous broken corners, are ferocious and gorgeous.
A dazzling light flashed in front of her eyes, Mu Wanwan closed her eyes subconsciously, only to feel that the wind in her ears was broken, and a force came from her waist, the wind that hurt her cheeks disappeared, and when she opened her eyes again, she met Mr. Long Narrow phoenix eyes.
He didn't look very good, his face and lips were pale, his eyes were fixed on her cheeks, his face was gloomy and terrible.
The broken angle on Mr. Long's forehead still radiated a lustrous light, and Mu Wanwan saw a dark blood stain before the light black robe on his body.
"You are hurt."
His thin lips moved as if he was saying something, but Mu Wanwan couldn't hear him for the time being, he could only feel his lips were pressed tightly, as if they were full of vigorous anger.
She wanted to hug him, but was afraid she would touch his wound.
This dragon, from the first encounter to the present, has been continuously injured.
Mu Wanwan noticed the blood on his chest, but he didn't realize that the light blue dress on his body was already stained with blood.
Being hit by the aftermath of the battle, is it more than a small injury that his ears are temporarily deaf
Blood slowly spilled from her lips and fell on the skirt, like a rolled-up blade, stabbed into Mr. Long's heart and carved a deep mark.
Mu Wanwan felt that the long eyelashes of the dragon in front of him had been drenched by the rain again, condensing with water droplets.
He cried again, like a dragon that didn't grow up.
However, his gaze was gloomy and terrifying.
A strong killing intent and cold air emanated from him, and blood was reflected in his pupils.
Are you worried about her
She's fine, really fine.
They managed to escape. Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long as if he was going to turn back and tear the golden dragon in the next second. He straightened up in fear and put his head on his shoulder.
"I'm fine..." Mu Wanwan's throat was also uncomfortable, unable to speak, only looked up at him anxiously.
She signaled to this stupid dragon that she was really fine.
She raised the medicinal pill in her hand again, and motioned for the dragon to take some medicine quickly. It must have hurt so many scales.
She is a little sleepy now, a little sleepy, and doesn't want to wake up this time and go back to the boring life she used to face the plant dragon...
"Madam..." Mr. Long's voice was hoarse, looking at Mu Wanwan's slowly closing eyes, indescribable anger and killing intent rolled up in his heart—
"Ao Qin, the dragon clan."
There was coldness on Mr. Long's lips, and he couldn't even control his emotions. The originally calm sea of clouds turned into dark clouds.
He holds the lover he cherishes the most in his life, he is like the master of heaven and earth.
The arrogant prince, standing in the darkness. There was no tenderness and patience that could only be found in front of her, and there was only a cold indifference on the handsome pale cheeks.
…
By the time Mu Wanwan regained some consciousness, they had arrived at a new place.
"啾~" A cute cry came from his ear, very clear, Mu Wanwan suddenly opened his eyes and met a piece of plump hair.
She woke up immediately, rubbed her eyes and sat up. Her body was no longer in pain, and her ears were back to normal. She glanced at the place where she was. They were in a small cave now, and Mr. Long was not there. in the cave.
Mu Wanwan glanced at his dantian, and found that the spiritual power was much more filled than before, and the golden core was also much larger, as if it was about to break through.
The Qinglong voice transmission order was put aside, Mu Wanwan took a look, and was temporarily recognized by Mr. Long, she should have fainted for a while.
"Chiu!" Mao Chiu was obviously very excited. Seeing that she woke up and hit her in her arms like a small cannonball, Mu Wanwan's face turned pale when it hit her, and she pulled Mengmeng out, only to find that she was on her body. The clothes have been changed.
Black, obviously very inappropriate, with a lot of cute fur on it, you can tell it is Mr. Long's clothes at a glance.
His face was a little red, Mu Wanwan rubbed Jiu Chiu, who took the initiative to give him a hug, lowered his head and ripped off the collar, and the underwear inside was actually changed.
Fortunately, it was her clothes, but she didn't change her underwear.
Mu Wanwan's earlobes were very hot, and she thought to herself, since the dragon had her clothes, why didn't she let her wear her own clothes, instead he wanted to wear his...
Although they have been married for a long time now.
Mu Wanwan forcibly calmed herself down, and hugged Mao Jiu. There was a soft quilt under her. This Jiu had been shedding badly recently, so she couldn't stay on the bed.
There is a pair of slippers on the ground, should it be Mr. Long
After she was dressed, she observed the arrangement of the cave while chirping Mengmeng. At this time, Mu Wanwan realized that the "bed" she had just slept on was not a bed, but a huge, open mouth. pink seashells.
Mu Wanwan reached out and lifted the quilt covering it with a little novelty, and found that there were neatly arranged gold nuggets under the thick quilts.
Mu Wanwan: "... ??"
What kind of opening is this, is she waking up in a wrong position
Rubbing his head, Mu Wanwan saw the layout of the entire cave—
This is probably Mr. Long's temporary residence. Many things are new, and the shells don't look like they have been stored for a long time.
Next to the shell bed was some jade furniture that she had seen in the mustard space before. One by one, they were all placed according to the rooms in the bedroom before, but the area was limited, and the matching of various furniture was a bit nondescript.
With a warm heart, Mu Wanwan blinked and said softly, "Mengmeng, tell me, is Mr. Long okay?"
"Chirp!"
Necrotic, this dragon is necrotic.
"Chirp, chirp~!"
Mengmeng saw it. When you were sleeping, he kissed you and changed your clothes for you!
Mu Wanwan looked at Mengmeng who was making a small report with wide eyes, and put Fat Chiu on the ground in a funny way.
They have been married for more than two months, and it stands to reason that the honeymoon period is over, but she and Mr. Long are still at the point where they can be satisfied by pulling their little hands...
Mu Wanwan suddenly felt that she was a little cowardly. She thought that when Halong came back, she must kiss him well for a while to show her courage as an adult.
The structure of the cave is a bit peculiar, as if it was dug out by someone, you can't see the outside at a glance, and you need to turn a few turns.
Mu Wanwan wore Mr. Long's clothes, flung some wide sleeves, walked for dozens of seconds, opened several colorful curtains, and finally stood at the entrance of the cave.
Seeing this, she couldn't help closing her eyes and opening them again—
A shallow light curtain blocked the outside world, as well as the sea water and the countless fishes swimming past her eyes.
Mu Wanwan couldn't help but stretched out a finger towards the light curtain and clicked on the ripples. There was heavy water pressure and dampness on his finger.
This, did Mr. Long bring her to the bottom of the sea
But how can the ocean floor be so bright
Mu Wanwan lowered his head and could see deep and shallow light spots flashing on the sand outside the cave, but these fish all had the characteristics of deep-sea fish and were very ugly.
Mu Wanwan, who saw a strangely shaped fish with fangs and tusks turned into sashimi in front of her just after swimming through the cave: "..."
A pale and slender palm pulled the sea water and put the ugly sashimi aside in disgust.
Mr. Long was naked, with the dragon horns and plush ears on his forehead closed, and only a long tail on his lower body.
For the first time, Mu Wanwan saw his long hair tied up, and the long hair tails were floating in the water, but he specially left two strands out, floating in his ears to cover some curse marks that had not completely dissipated. A dragon cub who is very good at dressing himself up.
The wound on his chest has healed, and through the water mist, only a shallow layer of scars can be seen floating on his thin and strong waist.
Mr. Long's indifferent gaze swept over, and when he saw her, there was a golden light in his thick ink-like eyes.
Mu Wanwan saw that he was missing the small pointed dragon tail swinging, like a beautiful dragon that cut through the water waves, and came to her in an instant.