Aunt Yun nodded, although she really wanted to see Mu Wanwan quickly, and she wanted to get strong and help quickly, but now she has just cleared the curse, her talent is less than half of the original, and her strength has just recovered to the first rank, so there is no need to worry. use.
She wanted to ask some more questions, when she heard the cry of a little fox coming from outside the secret room. It was very regular, and it was the investigation fox of the nine-tailed fox clan.
Everyone looked at each other, Jiu Qing opened the small opening of the barrier, and a pocket fox the size of a slap immediately got in and turned into a human figure—
"Princess Princess, the latest information has come from the Special Life Alliance."
Jiu Qing took the information, swept over quickly, and sneered.
Uncle Chen and everyone looked complicated after seeing it. Jiuqing pressed his white fingers to his rosy lips, and there was no hidden hatred and urgency in his eyes, "The sun-devouring rat family is really short-sighted, and the royal family is the same, I don't know if it is. It's not that I tasted the sweetness from the previous transaction with Ao Qin, but now I shyly curry favor with Ao Qin, and I have lost all the face of the demon clan."
"The last demon king was really blind, supporting such a race that is inferior to pigs and dogs." Jiu Qing felt that she was not qualified to say that others were blind, after all, she was blind too.
She didn't kill Ao Xue, but locked the dragon in the magic weapon and took it with her to delay time. After all, if he dies, the dragon will find out at the Qinglong ancestral hall. All right.
Uncle Chen thought for a moment, then calmly analyzed, "Actually, the behavior of the Sun-devouring Rat Clan is not surprising. The Monster Clan has not been born with a phoenix for a long time. In the past few thousand years, the resources have been getting worse and worse. There is no phoenix. At this time, if they can join the Dragon Clan and wait for the success of the encirclement and suppression plan, how can they get a piece of the pie, at least they can get some resources from the Sun-devouring Rat Clan."
"And the reduction in the strength of the Sun-devouring Rat clan is also a good thing for us. Then our plan will finally be delayed for half a day and will be carried out in the early hours of the day after tomorrow." Uncle Chen clicked on the table, "It's just that Wanwan and her husband are more difficult to endure. "
The demon clan sent troops to join the search, and Mu Wanwan and the others had fewer places to go.
"Then what should they do? They shouldn't have let Wanwan and Nalong go in the first place." Uncle Zong, who hadn't spoken much, couldn't hold back, "I've been enduring hardships."
Jiu Qing also pressed his forehead, feeling a little depressed.
Maybe it was the dragon's tears that moved her back then, or Mu Wanwan's firm desire to leave reminded her of her former self, so she asked Mr. Long to take Mu Wanwan away.
They didn't even have time to leave the sound transmission order, but the less people know where they are, the better, so that if they fail, the soul search will not reveal the traces of the two.
- One person and one dragon, who are worried about everyone, have also arrived at their new residence.
It is an island closer to the devil world.
To be precise, it is a very small island.
Mr. Long took her all the way from the bottom of the sea, all the way from the bottom of the sea, it was very dark, except for some luminous fishes passing by her, she basically didn't see anything, Mr. Long was very fast, but the distance About a bit long.
Mu Wanwan felt like a fish that had been soaked for a long time. When he landed, he felt that his legs were already soft, and his whole body was not very good.
"Madam, what's the matter?" Mr. Long set up the enchantment and illusion around him, and when he turned around, he saw Mu Wanwan holding a sea stone with a weak pale face.
Mu Wanwan looked at a certain dragon in high spirits, resisting the dizziness that came from her mind and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, she was probably just a little dizzy...
When she came over a little bit, Mu Wanwan quickly got Mengmeng out of the mustard space.
Mengmeng is also like a soft-footed shrimp, with two thin legs supporting her chubby body, walking the S-shaped route staggeringly, persisting in standing for about ten seconds before falling to the ground in honor.
Mu Wanwan wanted to laugh a little, thinking of picking it up in front of him, but the support of Hai Shi, who had just left, was no different from Mengmeng.
There was a low laugh in his ears, and when Mu Wanwan was about to lose her hold, a force came from her waist, and Mr. Long simply slapped her and hugged her, "Are you tired?"
Mu Wanwan subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, "It's okay."
The considerate Mr. Long did not break through the madam's assertive remarks, but just followed her words, "Well, the madam is very powerful."
Mu Wanwan: ""
She is not angry with the dragon.
"Are you staying outside tonight?" Mu Wanwan tried to ignore Mr. Long's arm at the base of her leg.
"No." Mr. Long's fine temple hair was swung with the movement, but it still failed to cover his handsome face that was gradually turning red.
lady's waist
So fine.
The legs are too soft
"Chirp!"
Seeing one person and one dragon go further and further, because he was locked in the mustard space for too long, his muscles (?) were weak, and Mengmeng, who fell to the ground and was ignored, let out an angry and shrill chirp.
Mu Wanwan woke up with a sigh of relief, she pushed Mr. Long's warm arm, and took the opportunity to jump out of his arms.
"Mengmeng, come here."
So in the end, Mr. Long, who was forced to tweet instead of continuing to show his boyfriend strength: " "
They stopped at a good location with many trees around, and Mr. Long asked her, "How is it here?"
Mu Wanwan was a little stunned, and only replied, "It's okay."
Then she saw that a certain dragon threw Jiu, and the big palm turned into a claw.
Suddenly a thought came to mind, Mu Wanwan took his arm, "Wait, Mr. Long, are you going to build a house?"
A certain dragon's eyes were sparkling, "Yeah."
Based on some self-esteem that he doesn't know what, Mr. Dalong defended, "I'm very good at building houses."
Mu Wanwan's nose was a little sour. Thinking of Mr. Xiaolong's shabby home, he was still reluctant, and said, "Then I'll be with you."
Mr. Long hesitated for a moment, quickly cleared a small space and came out, then set up the stool and table that he had brought back before, a pair of phoenix eyes motioned her to sit there, "I'll be very soon, madam, wait for me first. "
Mu Wanwan: ""
She was a little helpless. Mr. Long stepped forward, bent down against her forehead, and put a layer of spiritual power on her, "Wait for me."
Mr. Wan softened again, she really had nothing to do with the coquettish little sweet dragon.
As soon as she sat down, she felt dust rolled up in front of her, leaves and stones flying in the air, her dragon movements were rough, but very delicate, and a beautiful log cabin took shape quickly in her eyes.
When some of the dust had subsided, Mu Wanwan saw the dragon with a smile in his eyes, his sleeves fluttering, and he had already come to her.
"All right."
Mr. Long took her hand and said softly, "Our temporary home."
His voice was very gentle, and when he read the word "home", it seemed that he had changed into a dragon.
Mu Wanwan held him back, looked at Mr. Xiaolong's house, which had only been magnified many times in front of him, and nodded vigorously, "Yeah."
The inside of the house is also very simple, but it is much larger, and he is very particular about dividing several small rooms. Although he may only live for a few days, Mr. Long is not sloppy.
Once it's set up inside, it looks really good.
Mengmeng also has a very small room, so she doesn't need to be crowded with them in the future.
but
Mu Wanwan pressed his cheeks that were gradually heating up. He didn't design two rooms, they still had to sleep together.
Although in such a day of escape, time is tight, and it is not necessary to sleep.
Maybe it's because Mr. Long woke up for a while, and now they get along with each other is not as awkward as before, at least when they stay together, they can gradually sink their minds to practice or do something else.
The furniture was quickly arranged, Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long who was bending over to change the quilt, and had a very strange feeling.
Speaking of which, this quilt is still the mansion's favorite quilt.
"Madam." Long didn't know when the bed was made, and came to her with a blushing face, "Kiss."
Mu Wanwan grabbed the placket of his shirt and touched his lips.
Unlike when you were alone, those loneliness that lingered all the time were insignificant and not worth mentioning in the mood of knowing the existence of the other party.
In the quiet forest, there are lovely fat chirps, the fragrance of medicinal medicinal herbs is mixed with the smell of new wood, the sunlight that has just risen in the house in the early morning, and
cherished him.
In the pill furnace, the fragrance of the Gushen Pill, which was originally intended to relieve some pain in the sea of consciousness, drifted away. Mu Wanwan opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Long who was sitting opposite her, showing a slightly surprised expression, and a light flashed across his eyes. , It seems that these days, the plight that has been oppressing them is nothing.
In this world, only what she loves and is willing to give her life to.
She didn't notice that the perfect control of her fingertips would not waste a single bit of wood-type spiritual power, but at this moment, it seemed like an endless stream of water, falling on the new seeds that she had taken out and prepared to cultivate, and lit up a piece of new life. green shoots.
She was about to break through.
Looking at the fast-growing spiritual plants in the room, Mr. Long quickly reacted and started pouring spiritual stones into the room.
He filled most of the room in one breath, and then stopped temporarily.
Originally, Mr. Long, who had watched Madam alchemy practice simulating some things in her mind, started to panic a little to prepare for the future.
He began to worry that there were not enough spirit stones.
When he broke through, he happened to be in a spiritual vein, so he didn't know how many spiritual stones he used. What if their reserves were not enough
Mr. Long had long eyelashes hanging down, and his eyes were filled with worries that could not be hidden. Those green light spots fell on him, with a little strange feeling. There was no pain from the collision of different spiritual powers, but a kind of pain that made him feel uncomfortable. The pleasure of gradually relaxing.
He looked at Mu Wanwan, who quickly absorbed spiritual power in front of him, the arc of his thin lips raised.
"Chirp~" Mengmeng also made a small chirp sound as she bathed in the green light that made Chichi comfortable.