Mu Wanwan knew his plan, so she just took his arm and followed Mr. Long to the door of the restaurant in silence.

This place is indeed the safest place in the entire Yifa City. Mu Wanwan couldn't sense the level of the barrier, but she thought it was at least level 5. There were also special people waiting in front of the door, and not everyone could enter the barrier.

They paid enough spirit stones and opened a room.

The layout of the restaurant was also quite different from that of the Dragon Clan's capital. There were few areas for activities, and it was very empty inside, with basically no one living there.

Mr. Long held her in his arms, entered the room, and closed the door.

Mu Wanwan looked at the curve of his lips and wanted to say something with a smile, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was terribly sour, with a hoarse and embarrassing cry.

"Are you leaving?"

Mr. Long didn't say anything, but gently stroked her cheek with his palm, pressed his thin lips against hers, and put his other arm around her waist.

He was not as restrained as before, nor did he lower his eyes because of shyness.

He kissed her passionately, his breath was hot, and his golden eyes stared at her tightly, hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and blood.

Mu Wanwan let him plunder her, her consciousness entangled with his, and she felt that she was about to drown in this domineering kiss.

She put her arms around his waist, her face and cheeks were hot, and hot tears fell from her eyes. She wished that time would stop at this moment -

this way, he would not leave, and she would not have to wait.

Maybe it was a long time, maybe just a moment, the dragon let her go, licked her eye sockets gently, "Sweet."

"..." Mu Wanwan gave him a displeased look.

Mr. Long smiled, took her hand and put it to her lips and kissed it gently. In her blurred vision, he moved the mustard seed space to her.

"To my wife." He said the love words that he was embarrassed to say in the past, and his half-bald ears were no longer embarrassed to show, "Everything I have belongs to my wife."

He was so despicable, watching her reluctantly shed tears, but his heart was more swollen than ever before.

"I'll be back." Mr. Long said, and took out two more things -

one was a small, crystal-like thing that looked like a dragon's horn.

The other one was a scroll.

"What is it?" Mu Wanwan said hoarsely, looking at the small, shining thing that Mr. Long put in his palm little by little.

Mr. Long touched her forehead, "It's my horn."

He said with a little embarrassment, "I changed it the first time. There were originally two, but then I ate one, so there is only one left."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She felt sour and bitter in her heart, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Chaos..." Mr. Long paused, and continued, "Chaos said that the young horn should be given to his beloved partner."

Mu Wanwan looked at him with a flushed face and trembling eyelashes, "It's a token of love."

"Yeah." Mu Wanwan also smiled.

Mr. Long stroked her cheek, as if he had made a great decision, "If the horn is broken, it means that I..."

Mu Wanwan's heart shrank in pain, and he heard him say, "I failed, and if I tear open the scroll, I can leave the demon world and be transferred to the human race."

He wanted to put the scroll in her hand, but Mu Wanwan was almost suffocated just thinking about that possibility.

She seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move, and could only say some threatening words, "If you don't come back, I will marry another dragon and forget you..."

She couldn't continue speaking, and could only sob intermittently, as if she had already lost him.

"I will come back." Mr. Long kissed her forehead and released Mengmeng from the mustard seed space.

For the first time, the fat chirp felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and tilted his head and chirped cautiously.

Mr. Long rarely bent down seriously, stretched out his hand to Mengmeng, and smiled gently, "If a bad dragon comes, will Mengmeng protect Wanwan desperately?"

"Chirp?" Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then she straightened her chest, "Chirp--!"

Of course!

Mengmeng will of course protect Wanwan!

"Then it's a deal."

Meng Meng stretched out her wings and touched his outstretched hand, "Chirp~"

Meng Meng is a man, he will definitely keep his promise.

Her dragon is going on an adventure.

Although she knew he would leave and had done everything she could before that, Mu Wanwan still found it hard to accept. She calmed her emotions, put the pills and clothes that she had packed early into the Qiankun bag, and put it into his hand.

The moment he turned around, Mu Wanwan couldn't help it, she grabbed his wrist, looked into those smiling phoenix eyes, and used all her strength, "If you fail, you must come back alive, okay?"

"Okay." Mr. Long dropped a watery kiss on her forehead, his eyelashes stained with water.

Mu Wanwan bit her lip and lowered her head without looking at him. She pushed him away with all her strength, "Let's go. I'll wait for you to come back."

"Okay." He finished speaking, and a breeze blew into Mu Wanwan's ears.

Mu Wanwan tightly held the tiny dragon horn that was emitting a little light in her hand. When she looked up again, he had already left.

"Chi..." Mengmeng walked to her side, probably noticing her low mood, and patted her gently with her wings, as if to comfort her.

...

After an hour or two, Mu Wanwan felt better. She carefully wove a sturdy net bag with his favorite gold thread and hung the small dragon horn around her neck. She opened the window, and it was snowing in Ifa, and it was rare for

rain to fall, mixed with large flakes of snow, hitting the passing monsters. The clouds were thick and dark, and the wind was strong. Even a monk like her felt the temperature was unbearably cold. Mu Wanwan wrapped herself in the clothes that Mr. Long had altered, trying to resist some of the cold wind. The corners of her mouth curved up ugly, she tugged at her sleeves, and began to think - the entrance to the forbidden area was at the edge of Ifa, close to the abyss. Mr. Long hoped that she could wait for him in this relatively safe place, and if he failed or encountered danger, he would tear open the scroll and leave.

But Mu Wanwan was not prepared to do so.

Ao Qin must have known about Mr. Long's stay in Yifa, and maybe they were on their way. Mr. Long might face being ambushed by the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan as soon as he came out. Mu Wanwan was worried even if he succeeded, not to mention the possibility of failure.

Mu Wanwan sighed, smiled with relief, and picked up the big fat baby, "Mengmeng, let's go."

She would first go to Xianqing Pavilion to post the news that Dan Yao was recruiting strong men, and accumulate as much strength as possible. This was the only thing she could do now.

As soon as she pushed the door open, Mengmeng seemed to have sensed something and struggled fiercely, "Chirp!"

"Chirp!"

Mu Wanwan also alertly released her consciousness and caught a flash of a figure at the edge.

"Really sharp." The person no longer concealed and appeared in front of her.

She was a very beautiful woman, still wearing revealing clothes in such cold weather, with a flaming red hair draped over her shoulders.

Mu Wanwan subconsciously took two steps back, "Something?"

"Let's chat." The woman smiled, and said to Mu Wanwan's constricted pupils, "Don't be nervous, I finally waited until you calmed down and were ready to come out before I came to find you, little sister."

Mu Wanwan: "......?"

Chi Yan looked at her confused expression, thought of something, and rubbed his forehead weakly, "Master, you haven't accepted a disciple yet, right?"

Mu Wanwan: "???"

Chi Yan: ".........It seems so."

The two talked for a while, and then changed places from the restaurant to Xianqing Pavilion. Finally, Mu Wanwan figured out what was going on.

"So, your master is impressed by my talent and wants to take me in as his disciple?" Mu Wanwan tried to summarize, "Are you asked to take me in after Long... my husband leaves?"

"I'm close to here, and I'm also the head of Yifa's pavilion, so I was sent here." Chi Yan nodded and brushed her fiery red hair, "I always thought that the master had already accepted you as his disciple, but I didn't expect he hadn't yet."

Chi Yan looked at the slightly haggard person in front of her, and the disdain in her heart that had been there since she received the order from her master came up again -

the human race is not as loyal as their special life forms. The human race will only stab them in the back.

Now that this person has been favored by the master, she might have been very happy. Maybe she didn't follow the dragon to Yifa voluntarily. Now that she has the chance to leave, she should agree, right?

Just like the human who betrayed her before, she ruthlessly abandoned her nominal lover.

Thinking of this, Chi Yan put away the hidden sarcasm in her eyes, and did not show it on her face. Even her tone was still gentle, "We have no bad intentions. Are you willing to go back to the alliance with me now?"

Mu Wanwan smiled at her, "I know, I am very grateful to the leader."

When Mr. Long went out, he was saved by the leader once, and the curse was greatly reduced. Now he can go to the inheritance land. Otherwise, if it were just her, they might be in the dragon dungeon now. Moreover, Xianqing Pavilion had helped her a lot before.

"Oh." Chi Yan raised his lips, and seeing the gratitude in her eyes, he thought, "So, come with me?"

"No." Mu Wanwan shook his head, "I want to wait for him here, and I'm preparing to release the news from Xianqing Pavilion."

Chi Yan was a little surprised, "You're not leaving? The armies of the Dragon Clan and the Witch Clan have already come over, don't you think it's abnormal that there are so few monsters in Yifa?"

"This is our first time here." Mu Wanwan rubbed Mengmeng in her arms, "So the monsters in Yifa have already left in advance? That's good, we won't be affected."

Chi Yan raised her eyebrows, and a strange feeling arose in her heart. Thinking of the human who betrayed her, she couldn't help but threaten, "If you don't leave with me today, then you can't leave. We are going to evacuate today."

"No problem." Mu Wanwan looked at her, "Can you complete a deal with me before evacuating?"

Chi Yan was slightly stunned and said, "What deal?"

"I want to buy a batch of seeds from Xianqing Pavilion." Mu Wanwan took out the only remaining seeds and alchemy furnace from her Qiankun bag.

All the spirit stones and elixirs on her body were left to the dragon who went on an adventure.

But she also has the ability to refine pills.

"I want to use the pills to exchange for soldiers and horses." Mu Wanwan said firmly, "The more monks who are willing to fight against the dragon and witch tribes, the better."