When their lips touched, the sticky "tonic" was all squeezed into her mouth. Mu Wanwan slightly widened her eyes and watched Mr. Long quickly let go of her. His big hands covered her obviously red cheeks, and her eyes were shy and a little proud.

An indescribable taste spread between her lips and teeth, a little stinky and a little fragrant, slippery but a little crispy. After swallowing it, Mu Wanwan felt unwell.

A fire burned from her dantian, and the meridians that were previously broken sent a faint sour feeling. Mu Wanwan endured the numbness all over her body and shivered several times.

When she finally recovered, the first thing she did was not to settle accounts with a certain dragon, but to quickly take out a seed and refine a second-level green star grass fruit. She drank all the slightly bitter juice inside in one breath, and then she felt a little better in her mouth.

"Chi~"

What's wrong!

Mengmeng also ate a green star grass fruit happily, rubbed Mu Wanwan's legs, and saw that she looked sad, and went forward to comfort her twice.

Mu Wanwan's tears were about to come out. She had never thought that Mr. Long would deliberately seduce her in order to let her swallow the delicious "tonic".

This dragon has really changed. He would never do this before.

Perhaps it was because her look was too sad, Mr. Long felt a little embarrassed. Seeing her red eyes, his voice was not as cold as before, "Madam..."

"Heh." Mu Wanwan raised her eyes, "Delicious?"

Mr. Long: "..."

Mu Wanwan originally thought that this dragon had figured it out, and she was a little bit expectant in her heart, but now it seems that it was just a trick of the little dragon to make her eat that unpalatable tonic.

But she knew he was doing it for her own good, so she wasn't particularly angry, and her tone softened a little, "What was that just now?"

Mr. Long immediately grabbed the step that his wife gave him, blushing and shaking his ears, and stretched out his hand to her, "I'll take you to see it."

Mu Wanwan saw that his long eyelashes were like two small fans, and she was also a little moved, "But outside..."

Outside is the seabed, she is only a third-level monk, and she can't breathe through her skin, and her physical strength is very weak, she will definitely be crushed by the sea water.

With a faint smile on his thin lips, Mr. Long walked in front of her, and in Mu Wanwan's eyes, for the first time, he showed his true colors without any hesitation.

He used to be afraid that she would be scared, then he was afraid that she would dislike him, and then he was afraid that she would think he was ugly.

But he has known what kind of person she is these days.

If there is anything he is still worried about or afraid of,

it must be his blood-stained hands .

The broken dragon horn slowly emits a moist glow. He stands in front of Mu Wanwan, his beautiful eyelids covering the emotions hidden in his dark pupils. A

slightly cold touch is on his forehead, and Mu Wanwan sees that she is deeply imprinted in his eyes, with a circle of soft white light around her.

It's as if

she is glowing.

This realization makes Mu Wanwan embarrassed, and she slowly floats in the air, with a transparent, almost untouchable light film on her body.

"Chi~"

Wanwan is flying.

Mu Wanwan tried to stretch out her arm, and she was able to touch Mr. Long's arm through the light film, and she still had a distinct sense of touch.

But her control was not very good. This light film was very different from the aura shield that Mr. Long had made before. She could move it very far with just a slight movement, like a little blind girl who couldn't control her movements.

"I'll take you." A low, magnetic voice rang in her ears. Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long and blinked his eyes, "I'll change my clothes first."

Mu Wanwan: "

This Long, is he telling her to get out of the way? Is he going to start being a hooligan?"

If I had known that I had to go out, I shouldn't have let him change his clothes just nowqwqMu

Wanwan tried her best to ignore those ambiguous voices until her wrist was gently grabbed. Before she could turn around, she found that the light film wrapped around her suddenly dimmed. Her vision was deprived, making her a little helpless, "Mr. Long."

"I'm here."

Her wrist was grabbed, and she heard a chirping and anxious pursuit sound in her ears.

Her body slid uncontrollably for a long time, and Mu Wanwan had a feeling of flying.

"Wow~"

The sound of entering the water was obvious. She felt that she was moving quickly. In addition to the clear touch of Mr. Long holding her hand, there was also a slightly cool and wet feeling.

She felt as if she was soaking in the cool summer water, her skirt fluttering, and occasionally touching something with a strange touch.

The light film gradually brightened, and Mu Wanwan gradually saw everything in front of her -

the deep blue cold sea water, a ray of warm light coming from nowhere, a school of beautiful colorful fish swimming in front of her, her hand being held gently but firmly, and

the beautiful dragon floating in front of her, with black hair tied up and a slight smile.

Mu Wanwan didn't come back to her senses for a moment, and saw his undisguised broken corners and a pair of bald ears that were still stubbornly fluttering under the pressure of the water, and her eyes were a little hot.

Why did she feel that after she woke up, this dragon seemed to understand a lot, what was the purpose of being so romantic?

Grabbing the sea water awkwardly with her other hand, Mu Wanwan raised the corner of her lips, only to see the dragon in front of her, who had been going too far recently, pointing at the top of her head.

What is it?

Her heart was full of anticipation, and Mu Wanwan was in high spirits, looking in the direction he pointed.

From above their heads, brilliant rays of light fell into her eyes.

Her wrist was released, and Mu Wanwan fluttered her eyelashes, closed her eyes, and waited for the dragon to give her a romantic hug or kiss.

As a result, she waited for a long time, but Mr. Long still did not move. Mu Wanwan opened her eyes, suspended in the sea water, and suddenly a translucent pink thing appeared in front of her.

It was several times smaller than the "supplement" she had just swallowed. It was held in Mr. Long's big hand, and she twisted unwillingly.

Mr. Long pulled her hand through the light film with his other hand, his expression serious, as if he was thinking seriously.

After a long time, Mu Wanwan trembled as she saw him slowly write on her palm -

"very", "a lot", "not (crossed out), supplement", "product"

After finishing writing, he paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at her expectantly, "Husband", "Husband", "You", "Eat",

"Very", "Good."

Mu Wanwan: ""

It turns out that the colorful lights that fell just now were not specially prepared by Mr. Long, but because this is the gathering place of "supplements".

Mu Wanwan tried to calm down: "Oh."

She was really angry this time.

Really.

The kind that can't be appeased no matter what:)

- Under the straight dragon romance that is more hardcore than the best spirit stone, congratulations to Mr. Long for successfully achieving the achievement of "shattering the deep sea romance in the wife's heart into slag 20" after "destroying the beautiful fantasy of the mermaid prince in the wife's heart"!

While the man and the dragon were "foraging" at the bottom of the sea, Jiuqing also successfully contacted Uncle Zong with the help of Tiebo.

Everyone chose Xianqing Pavilion to meet:

"Are you telling the truth?" Uncle Zong held Aunt Yun in his arms, and Uncle Chen and Aunt Hua stood beside him.

They didn't look very good. Although the dust on their clothes was removed by spiritual power, the edges that were torn by rushing past could not be faked.

Uncle Zong and Uncle Chen were better off. They were orcs with thick skin and flesh. They were fine after traveling for several days. Aunt Hua was relatively strong, so she was also fine. But Aunt Yun, who had not fully recovered, had not had any elixirs for the past few days. The curse that had only a little bit of her remaining strength had rebounded, sucking away her talent that had just recovered.

"It's true." Jiu Qing sat across from them, without a fighting cape either.

She had a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, "Great Elder Chen, Aunt Flower Fairy, we are not strangers to each other."

"I didn't expect Wanwan to know you, so we are destined to meet."

Jiuqing's tone was already very soft and his attitude was not bad, but Aunt Hua's expression still froze for a moment. After looking into her eyes for a while, she smiled, "Little princess of the nine-tailed fox, why don't you apologize when you see an old demon?"

Jiuqing felt a little uncomfortable and bit her lip, "It was indeed the younger generation who was ignorant back then."

"Forget it, let's talk about the past." Uncle Chen patted Aunt Hua on the shoulder, "It's just that I ate a leaf of yours."

Aunt Hua rolled her eyes at him unhappily, "Yes, you ate a leaf of mine, and then you didn't expect that my leaf was not as delicious as it looked, so you got poisoned."

"We were driven out of the territory by the nine-tailed fox tribe, you still remember."

After she finished speaking, Jiuqing was really embarrassed. That was what she did when she was still a little fox. Aunt Hua and Uncle Chen were still very weak at that time.

The two sides smiled at each other, and it was not considered that they had forgotten their grudges.

But now, under the condition of having a friend who needed help in common, one chose to put aside his pride and apologize, and the other chose to forget it.

"That's a good thing for us. Without your grudge, Yun'er and I would not have met Brother Chen." Uncle Zong interrupted, and the matter was temporarily exposed.

"This is the elixir she left for you."

After talking about it, there was nothing to hide on both sides. Jiuqing took out the Qiankun bag that Mu Wanwan left for the clan uncle and the others, "and this."

Jiuqing paused and handed an iron ring to the clan uncle, "Tie Bo's legacy."

After the dwarf died, she wanted to help him deal with his funeral, but before she could do anything, a fire ignited from Tie Bo's chest, burning the dwarf cleanly, leaving no ashes, only this iron ring.

The atmosphere became much more solemn. The clan uncle took the Qiankun bag, and Aunt Yun saw the elixirs inside, and her brows were full of worry.

"Girl," Uncle Zong changed his words, "Is the Lord's wife safe now?"

Jiu Qing paused, "With that person accompanying her, she should be fine. I'm leaving first."

Uncle Chen said calmly when she stood up.

"You smell like dragon blood, is it Ao Xue's blood?"

Jiu Qing's steps suddenly stopped, and she turned around and stared at him with a cold look.

"Let's talk." Uncle Chen said with a smile.