The little figure gradually blurred in Mu Wanwan's sight. A mottled ray of warm sunlight fell from the wall, stretching his shadow very long. On the dirty stone road, the shape of Mr. Little Dragon's tender horns was reflected.

He ran away little by little.

Just like the lanterns hanging on the vines that gradually went out,

they could no longer be seen.

Mu Wanwan tried to open her eyes, but all she saw was darkness. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how her consciousness spread. She instinctively wanted to hold on to the dragon horn fragments that were scattered around her, but she couldn't hold anything.

There was a suppressed bitterness in her throat, and her cheeks and eye sockets were all hot. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The dragon horn was broken.

She might have lost her dragon.

When this thought came to her mind, Mu Wanwan subconsciously pulled her lips. She wanted to laugh. She still remembered

how the dragon hugged her in a greasy and embarrassed way, and whispered in her ear that he was sure.

Mr. Dragon.

Silly dragon, big stupid dragon.

It is impossible to break an appointment.

How can you break an appointment?

Half of her hand touched Aunt Hua's natal flower, and almost immediately, Aunt Hua, who had just repelled a witch, felt the vital signs belonging to Mu Wanwan, which were surging violently and about to dissipate.

Aunt Hua's face turned pale, and she took two steps back, trying to rush to Mu Wanwan's side.

But just as she took two steps back, she realized that Wu Yao, who had been standing still outside the circle, had disappeared.

The sound of wind, rain, and thunder that had been roaring in her ears because of the battle between many dragons had become much quieter at this moment, and even the number of dragons that had been attacking fiercely before had decreased a lot.

Uncle Chen also noticed this, and his intuition as a strong man was shouting danger. He frowned, and quickly protected Aunt Hua who wanted to run to Mu Wanwan's side, and shouted, "Danger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he reacted quickly and immediately made defensive and evasive movements, but it was still a little late.

When the light was lost, it was equivalent to a large number of third-level warriors losing their vision.

Their strength was average to begin with, and they had already reached their limit of being able to persist in fighting for a whole night. At this moment, they heard Uncle Chen's warning in their ears, but their bodies were half a beat slower.

Aunt Hua only had time to half-wrap Mu Wanwan and Mengmeng with her natal flower, and a loud noise exploded in her ears.

"Boom!"

A huge and gorgeous beam of light shot up into the sky, hitting a fragile edge of the barrier with lightning speed.

Mo Teng reacted quickly, and almost at the moment when the beam of light hit the barrier, it pulled out a large number of vines to cover and resist.

"Swish!"

The shock wave exploded with countless broken dead branches, like a sharp sword, piercing into the body of the warrior with weak defense.

Jiuqing used her tail to sweep away a bunch of thorny branches and leaves. Her hair was all bald, and her forehead was soaked with blood. She looked miserable.

When more dead branches came, Haijiu, who had been hiding beside her to make up for the damage, gritted her teeth, controlled the water vapor in the air, and fiercely smashed the dead branches from all directions.

Jiuqing saw her difficult expression and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that this little mermaid girl was not as annoying as she had felt before.

Along with the unbearable groans of pain from the warriors and the worried expressions of Hai Ren and others, the fragile barrier could no longer resist -

"Crack!"

It shattered.

"Oops!"

The aftermath of the explosion had not yet dispersed, and the dust gradually dissipated. The sea blade's consciousness scanned a large number of bloodworms flapping their wings and those roaring dragons, swooping down quickly. He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly shouted, "Danger!" The

seriously injured Mo Teng did not struggle to support himself, but chose to retreat. Although he was a special life form of vines with strong vitality, he also lost a lot of vitality in this battle. If the barrier was still there, they might still be able to support it, but now that the barrier was broken, he couldn't continue to protect these people. If he continued to fight, there would be heavy casualties.

The best choice now was to minimize the damage as much as possible and escape from here.

The beam of light illuminated most of the sky, the barrier shattered, and heavy rain rushed down with dazzling lightning, washing away the blood stabbed on the warriors' bodies. The

originally thick ice layer was also broken by various forms of insects from the witch tribe, drilling into people's skin, biting out blood holes, and painful wails were heard everywhere.

After Ao Qin's convulsion, he calmed down a little, turned into a half-dragon state, and had a vicious smile on his face. Next to him stood Wu Yao, who looked unhappy and seemed to have overdrawn a lot, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he looked at Mu Wanwan motionless on the platform with burning eyes.

He spent a lot of money to break the barrier with Ao Qin, just to absorb this soul when it was still fresh and untouched.

Now, he finally didn't have to wait any longer.

Ao Qin and Wu Yao looked at each other, and saw the joy in each other's eyes. They were not in a hurry, and flew slowly in the direction of Mu Wanwan. Anyway, the biggest threat had already lost his life in the inheritance land, and no one present could beat them.

Ao Qin, who had no obstacles, threw some moves below from time to time as if playing, and the third-level warriors who were hit almost died immediately, and couldn't even scream.

The witches or dragons fighting against them would shout, "Long live the Lord!"

The dragons around them would also shout, "Long live the Lord!"

Ao Qin had felt somewhat worried when he heard someone calling him "Lord" before. After all, that orphan dragon had crushed him for so many years, and he was not sure whether he was dead or not, so he was always worried.

But now, the dragon's horns were broken, what was he afraid of?

These compliments made him feel comfortable.

From today on, he was the master of the dragon clan.

——Uncle Chen dodged the continuous attacks and helped Aunt Hua up. Feng and Hai Xi Ze, who were slightly injured, also noticed Ao Qin and Wu Yao's move to the platform.

Chi Yan sighed, called Hai Ren's name and wanted to fly in the direction of Mu Wan Wan. The light column was completely dimmed, but a large number of Wu Clan and Dragon Clan directly crossed the barrier and drilled in, holding them back.

"Damn it." Chi Yan, who was restrained by a powerful fifth-level Wu Clan, was defeated and could only defend himself.

"Want to disturb our witch king from eating?" The witch's body was green, his head was bald, and his eyes were a weird blood red, which made him look ugly. "Be my blood puppet!"

Chi Yan frowned slightly, wanting to wash her eyes, and dodged quickly, saying sorry in her heart.

I'm afraid she won't be able to get to Mu Wanwan in a short time.

The same is true for the other people. The monsters and half-demons who didn't die completely fell into a more dangerous situation after losing the barrier.

The fluctuations from the natal flower subsided a little, and Aunt Hua breathed a sigh of relief. She slapped away a little golden dragon that tried to bite off her prototype stem and leaf. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Uncle Chen roar angrily.

They were stopped by the dragons that rushed in.

Aunt Hua gritted her teeth, only to feel that her natal flower was roughly crushed, and she became more and more worried.

The smile on Ao Qin's face became more and more intense. He and Wu Yao agreed that he would kill Mu Wanwan with his own hands to vent his anger, and then the soul would be divided between the two of them.

Ao Qin was half floating in the air, looking at Mu Wanwan with tears in her eyes, and he felt extremely comfortable. A ball of purple light lit up in his palm -

"How do you want to die?"

He was a kind dragon, and he could grant her the way she wanted to die.

Of course, it was only a physical death.

Mu Wanwan bit her lip tightly, and looked at the elegant Ao Qin in front of her with the faint light.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she had just traveled through time, and she was constantly worried that she would die at the hands of Ao Qin because of the irreversible plot.

But after so many twists and turns, she still seemed unable to escape the fate of her original body.

Even he was gone.

Mu Wanwan clenched her empty hands, lowered her head and looked at her fingertips that were gradually becoming transparent, and Ao Qin's "kindness" and the miserable cries of the warriors echoed in her mind.

She simply could not accept such an ending.

"Chi——!"

Meng Meng's fierce cry awakened her consciousness. Mu Wanwan saw Meng Meng's down exploded, and she stretched out her arms to block her. The usually soft chirping sound seemed so steady at this moment.

Ao Qin looked at Meng Meng impatiently, looked at her carefully for two breaths, and said softly "Huh?".

Mu Wanwan's eyebrows twitched wildly. She quietly took out the transmission scroll left by Mr. Long, and used her other hand to grab Meng Meng. No matter what, she wanted to keep Meng Meng.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from behind. Her wrist was stepped on the ground hard, hitting the broken stone, and most of the bone was broken.

Wu Yao picked up her scroll that fell on the ground and said sarcastically, "Want to run?"

"Chiu!!" Meng Meng found that Wan Wan was beaten. She turned around angrily and blew fire at Wu Yao, then flapped her wings nimbly to attack Wu Yao.

"You're looking for death!" Wu Yao grinned and hit Meng Meng fiercely.

Mu Wan Wan could only watch as the hairy chiu that she had raised for so long was strangled by someone.

Ao Qin looked at Meng Meng's strong little body with admiration and made a surprised sound, "This is actually a phoenix cub."

"Bang!" Before Ao Qin could finish his exclamation, something unexpected happened.

He was hit hard in the face and was knocked away by Uncle Chen who finally arrived. Ao Qin reacted quickly and wrestled with Uncle Chen in the air.

At the same time, Jiu Qing took advantage of the whirlwind created by Hai Jiu to quickly snatch Meng Meng from Wu Yao's hand and threw her down. Hua Auntie caught Meng Meng and jumped to Mu Wanwan's side.

"Cough..."

The hairy ball, which had grown a lot but was still fragile, was paralyzed on the stone wall with its limbs weakly. Its small yellow beak was slightly opened, and it coughed up sporadic blood. From its neck down, it was all scarlet blood, just like its previous black scarf.

The rain hit its fur, turning such a majestic hairy bird into a chicken in the soup.

But its pair of black eyes were staring at Mu Wanwan, who was finally not so transparent, and it chirped softly. Chirp

, chirp, protect Wanwan.

"Hurry, Wanwan, now!" Aunt Hua said, and was about to pull Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth, and her consciousness scanned Jiuqing who was vomiting blood after struggling with Wu Yao. She saw a sharp knife piercing through Feng's chest, and saw those warriors who risked their lives for her promise fall one by one -

she saw a monster, with curse marks all over its body, breaking off its horns and fiercely piercing the body of a witch, and then staring at her direction with its big eyes.

Although the monster was no longer breathing.

He is dead.

"Wanwan, hurry up." Aunt Hua urged, but she saw the child straighten his back and smiled at her:

his eyebrows curved, and his lips raised in a beautiful arc.

But Aunt Hua felt something was wrong. Before she could react, she felt a small wind blowing beside her, and all the spiritual plants and seeds that were originally scattered on the ground floated to her side. In

less than half a minute, a light brighter than the previous one burst out from her hands, like a blessing, pouring down.

Mu Wanwan thought that she must look very ugly now. She knelt on the ground, her whole body convulsed. She was really in pain now, very painful.

Mr. Long...

It hurts so much...

Was he also in such pain when he failed and collapsed?

Mu Wanwan's lips trembled, holding the ball of light liquid, with a white light reflected in her eyes.

She seemed to be unable to see anything.

"Jiu..." Mengmeng moved her body with difficulty, trying to crawl towards the direction of Mu Wanwan, with anxiety in her eyes.

In fact, Jiu was not completely ignorant. When she saw the little dragon horn disappear, she felt very sad. She knew that the evil dragon that she secretly regarded as her father would probably not come back.

She was so scared, so scared that even Wanwan would disappear.

Those terrible light liquids made Wanwan's hands transparent.

She had promised the evil dragon that he would protect her.

If only Jiu could eat all those light balls.

Mengmeng thought vaguely that she did not understand the benefits of those light liquids to others, nor did she understand that this was Mu Wanwan's choice.

It only knew that if this continued, she would disappear.

But Meng Meng didn't want her to disappear.

It just didn't want her to disappear.

Meng Meng didn't know where she got the strength from, but she stumbled to her feet. Under the shocked gaze of Aunt Hua, the not-so-big Chiu came to Mu Wanwan's side with small streams of blood winding on its down.

"Chiu~" Meng Meng cried, opened its beak, and began to gnaw on the light liquid.

It ate very quickly, and its body swelled up quickly.

The pain subsided, and Mu Wanwan gradually regained some consciousness. Seeing Meng Meng, who had been magnified several times, she didn't even have the strength to laugh or cry. She also thought that it was just hungry.

But soon, Mu Wanwan noticed that her knees were wet, and the feathers on Meng Meng's body, which had once turned pure white, had all turned deep red. Even from its beak, which was chewing the light liquid, scarlet liquid was constantly overflowing.

It couldn't bear it.

"Meng Meng, hurry up..." Mu Wanwan said with difficulty, "No, no more."

It was still so small, just a cub, and even a white phoenix couldn't bear such a huge amount of energy.

Hearing her voice, Jiu, who was already a little confused and whose meridians were about to break, became happy again. Its pair of black eyes looked at Mu Wanwan softly, and it tried to swallow a little more light liquid.

Small sounds like cracking came from its huge body. It felt that the light liquid it had swallowed with great difficulty was about to be vomited out.

Meng Meng didn't bother to support Mu Wan Wan, and tightly covered its tender yellow beak, which was completely magnified many times, with its big wings. Its big eyes had turned into waves, but it still tried to act as if it was not in pain.

Mu Wan Wan was so distressed that she almost turned into a bloody chirp.

Meng Meng wanted to chirp softly to tell her not to worry, but as soon as she loosened her wings, the light liquid would overflow. It had swallowed so much with great difficulty, and it would be bad if it vomited it out.

But its body was getting more and more painful, and it felt that it was going to die.

But before it died, it wanted to rub against Mu Wan Wan again.

Mengmeng tried hard for a long time before finally swallowing the light liquid. It didn't know its current miserable state, it just wanted to rub against her before leaving.

"Mengmeng..." Mu Wanwan didn't mind the dirty and bloody Maojiu at all. Seeing it move slightly in her arms, looking at her with its big eyes, it seemed to be making the last sound of its life.

This time, its address to her was different from the past, mixed with a little willful or perhaps unallowed selfishness:

"Jiu..."

Mu Wanwan's tears fell immediately. Mengmeng, no, he was calling her -

"Mom..." It

was still immature but full of attachment, as if just a greedy call would be enough.