Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long sitting next to him, and their consciousnesses slowly connected.

Perhaps they were very compatible, or perhaps it was simply because the consciousnesses touching each other would produce different feelings. She gradually felt a little hot, and the breathing sound that did not belong to her seemed to be getting faster.

She noticed that the powerful consciousness that wrapped around her weak consciousness did not move at all.

Maybe...

Mu Wanwan felt a little itchy and naughty in her heart, and she slightly moved her weak consciousness...

Before she could see Mr. Long's expression clearly, she felt a weight on her body, and her back hit the soft quilt, and she was suppressed by a certain dragon who could not bear it any longer.

"Don't move." The hoarse voice blew on her eardrums, mixed with sporadic hot air. The double blow made Mu Wanwan a little unable to control herself. She couldn't help but shiver, and her consciousness immediately shrank back in fear.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

Mr. Long: "..."

Mu Wanwan heard his intermittent breath embarrassingly, and he smiled softly in her ear.

"…" Mu Wanwan tried to save

face, "I just had a headache." "Yeah." Mr. Long was very considerate and didn't expose her.

Long wasn't in a much better condition, in fact. He instinctively suppressed the provocation from his wife, but he didn't expect to be so close to her.

Too soft.

Long couldn't stand it, and he used his long arms to support the bed, and slightly distanced himself from her.

After both of them calmed down, Mu Wanwan heard him say, "Then, then Madam..."

"Are you... feeling better now?"

Mu Wanwan: "... better."

She blushed and slowly and carefully extended her consciousness.

This time, Long was not as shy as before. His eyes were slightly drooped, hiding the sparkling possessiveness inside, and he took the initiative to wrap up Mu Wanwan's consciousness.

Mu Wanwan resisted the urge to retract his consciousness and slowly adapted to it.

In fact, it was not particularly unacceptable. It was not like the trembling and itching of direct contact. It felt a bit novel.

Then, Mrs. Long, who had adapted to it, just watched her husband's pair of plush ears shaking non-stop. From her angle, she could see that his whole face and his good-looking neck turned into an attractive pink.

Mr. Long's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes. He slowly conveyed the information he wanted to tell her but could not express through words, bit by bit, all along the consciousness that was in contact with her, to Mu Wanwan - the

broken pronucleus that was about to be connected but still had cracks,

the rules of the dragon clan,

the treasures in the forbidden land,

the dangers of the inheritance land,

and the power distribution of the dragon clan that he knew.

He told her all of them bit by bit.

Mr. Long was still adapting to the feeling of blending with his wife's consciousness, and was even worried whether his previous entanglements and fears would affect his wife's decision. Mu Wanwan was no longer able to care about feeling anything strange.

Many messages from Mr. Long and the messages bought from Xianqing Pavilion before seemed to be connected.

She understood a lot of things at once.

For example, why Ao Qin didn't kill Mr. Long, and why he was always so hesitant and entangled.

She knew that he was injured, but she didn't know that his meridians were broken and his nucleus was split into seven pieces like a glass ball.

During these days, although she had been working hard to cultivate and support her family, and knew that Mr. Long would be in pain, she never thought that this dragon would have its nucleus split into seven pieces. It

must be very painful, right?

Even now, it has not fully recovered.

Those charming thoughts quickly dissipated with the gradually clear thoughts.

When she finally understood what the forbidden land of inheritance was all about, the panic hidden in her heart also surged up completely.

The test of inheritance is cruel, and he might die.

She might lose him.

This realization made her blank for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she was shaking all over.

Mu Wanwan suddenly began to regret why she had used the elixir to buy the map of Ifa City from Xianqing Pavilion.

Ifa, known as the City of Demons because of the powerful demonic energy everywhere, is impossible for the dragon army to infiltrate, and there is the entrance to the land of inheritance.

"I don't agree." Mu Wanwan suppressed her hoarse voice, and with strength from somewhere, she turned over and pressed him under her.

She met Mr. Long's dark and surprised eyes, and said again, "I don't agree."

Mr. Long slightly widened his eyes. From the place where their consciousnesses merged, he felt a deep sadness and fear that was no less than his.

"You are not allowed to go." For the first time, Mu Wanwan felt that she was so willful. She did not suppress it, but just threw herself into his arms, "Can I not go?"

Mr. Long also understood what she was saying. His eyes were hot, but the corners of his lips could not help but slightly raised. He turned his head and kissed her hair carefully and gently.

Mu Wanwan was a little bit unable to accept it. Maybe she was too optimistic before. She thought that Mr. Long would be fine, and even if he was not fine, it would not be serious. It would be okay to live a life of escape with him.

But there is a crack in the nucleus. If he doesn't go to the inheritance place, he may not be able to break through in his lifetime, and may even gradually weaken as time goes by. Even if she can refine the elixir to repair the nucleus, the dragon clan and the witch clan will not give them so much time.

She suddenly felt breathless, and when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say anything except the gradually shortened breathing.

The emotions coming from her shocked Long, who thought he was mentally prepared.

Although he was a little moved, Mr. Long still didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"I'm sure." Mr. Long said.

Mu Wanwan still felt uncomfortable. Even if she was sure, she might still fail. If she failed, she would still lose him.

Moreover, how many times did Mr. Long struggle in his heart before he told her all this?

This time, he probably doesn't know how to choose.

She knows what he is worried about better than he does.

Before she could calm down, she felt the dragon consciousness wrapping her up completely and wantonly, saying as if to comfort her, "It's okay."

Haha.

Now he is going even further.

Mu Wanwan felt angry and sour in her heart. She simply lowered her head and gently bit his Adam's apple.

"Um..." Mr. Long didn't expect that his young wife would suddenly bite him, and bite him in such a fatal place.

It made his blood flow backwards for a moment, but he felt extremely stimulated, as if she would give him another bite and he would give her his life.

His mind was shaken violently. Mu Wanwan raised her head and saw that his eyes were filled with the most vicious evil thoughts she had ever seen. Such a scary look seemed to want to swallow her up.

But she was not so scared anymore. She knew very well what she wanted.

Mu Wanwan blinked and tried to hold back her tears. She faced his gaze which seemed to have become much more ferocious, kissed his lips, and rested her forehead against his.

Mr. Long couldn't hold back any longer, and hugged her waist tightly, enduring, "Be good."

Mu Wanwan felt his long eyelashes brushing against her cheeks, and hugged him tightly, "If you must go."

She heard herself say, "Take me with you."

"Don't think," Mu Wanwan paused, "I will forgive you if you sneak away."

The time of waiting and parting was too long, and she couldn't accept it anymore.

There were still some love words and thoughts that she couldn't say. Mu Wanwan imitated his just-mentioned behavior and conveyed them all along the way she touched her consciousness.

Mr. Long's eyes flashed with relief, as if he had finally waited for the answer he wanted. The hesitation in his heart completely melted away like a frozen stream under the warm sun, and all that was left was the firm determination to succeed.

"Madam."

Mr. Long held her and turned over, "Wanwan..."

He leaned against her forehead, and his consciousness slowly moved towards her sea of ​​consciousness. Mu Wanwan did not resist. The violent impact made her lose all reaction in an instant. In front of her, there were only Mr. Long's eyes that turned completely golden.

...

... Demon

Clan:

The weather tonight is average, and the heavy clouds cover most of the full moon, but this is nothing to the Sun-Eating Rat Clan with good night vision.

The new demon king will not waste the precious and beautiful night. The royal family of the Sun-Eating Rat Clan happens to like peerless beauties. The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, which has lost its power and backing and was once a natural enemy and rich in beauties, is a good choice for them to start.

"Second brother, why are there fewer and fewer beauties recently?" Wang touched his chin, and a hint of lust flashed across his small eyes. "If this continues, won't I have to deal with men?"

"Tsk." The second brother touched his long and wretched beard, "Forget about men, I still like soft and fragrant female demons, how can male demons compare?"

The laughter of other Sun-Eating Rats echoed in the room.

"Wang, I wonder how many benefits the Dragon Clan has promised?" An older Sun-Eating Rats smiled, trying to flatter.

Wang also laughed, "That's it."

"The Dragon Clan has a large territory, so why not ask for more beauties from the Elf Clan?" The elder rolled his eyes, knowing that Wang might not be happy to talk about this topic, so he changed the way everyone liked it.

"Okay! Hahaha." The Sun-Eating Rats laughed again, as if those beautiful elves were already in their pockets.

"Wang." A beautiful little fox was wearing revealing clothes. Because of their special hobbies, there were six furry fox tails behind her, fluffy and soft, and she walked in a seductive manner.

She held a pot of wine in her hand, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"Qin'er, come here." Wang's throat tightened, and he stretched out his hand to her, not noticing that this fox demon who had even made him a little bored before was now almost bewitching him to the point of losing his soul.

"Okay~" Jiuqing's version of 'Qin'er' smiled beautifully, twisting her graceful steps, and approached him little by little.

"I want to feed Wang." She poured out a glass of wine and leaned against the Sun-Eating Rats like a boneless person.

"Okay, okay." The Sun-Eating Rats agreed, and drank a sip of the "wine" in Jiuqing's expectant eyes.

As soon as he touched the wine, Sun-Eating Rat immediately noticed something was wrong, but before he could spit it out, he was stabbed in the heart.

Sun-Eating Rat's eyes were bloodshot, staring at Jiu Qing, who had nine fox tails flying behind him and red lips and fangs, and heard her shout in a deep voice, "Attack!"