Mr. Long told her to be good several times before Mu Wanwan recovered.

The spiritual shield was removed, and Mu Wanwan could hear the noise outside and move.

She was not a particularly hypocritical person, but she was really angry just now. But now, looking at his still bleeding neck and his tattered clothes that could still be cleaned up, she did not indulge her emotions anymore and quickly took out the medicine and new clothes, "Hurry up and deal with it."

Mr. Long was relieved to see that she stopped crying -

fortunately he came back early, otherwise she would be scared.

But Long was a considerate dragon →_→, and did not say these words.

He obediently let his wife manipulate him, with a slight smile on his lips, afraid that others would not see that he was in a good mood.

After going out to fight, someone bandaged his wounds, which was a treatment he had never dared to think of in the past hundred years.

Mu Wanwan helped him deal with it briefly and stuffed a few pills in his mouth. Before he could withdraw his hand, it was pinched by Long.

"Madam."

Mu Wanwan glanced at him, and when she saw the handsome face with bruises, her temper disappeared by half.

Long's eyelashes trembled, and she bent down and kissed the back of her hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

The wound on his lip was still bleeding, and it was on her hand.

Mr. Long was a little stiff, and secretly wiped it with his fingertips.

Mu Wanwan was so embarrassed that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Her anger faded a little. "Can you take me with you next time?"

She looked at him seriously, which was rare. "I'm never afraid of those things."

His wife frowned, and her eyes were not as gentle as he was familiar with.

Mr. Long didn't know what to do. He realized that Mu Wanwan might be really angry, but he held her hand a little stiffly.

Mu Wanwan sighed, "I'm worried about you."

"Yeah." Mr. Long's heart softened, and he gently held her in his arms. "Those things are ugly, I don't want you to see them."

I don't want you to see my ferocious expression when I fight, and I don't want you to see my ugly appearance when I kill.

Even if there is only a slight possibility.

I don't want you

to hate me.

"Stupid dragon" Mu Wanwan struggled carefully. He had wounds all over his body, but he still wanted to hug her, "Doesn't it hurt?"

"No." A dragon's big hand gently pressed the back of her head, and touched her lips lightly, as if with deep affection and without any desire.

Although he was a greedy dragon, he touched his most precious treasure carefully.

There is an island slightly closer to the Demon Abyss, separated from the dangerous shallow sea.

He wanted to take her there.

Now the forbidden areas outside must be guarded by Ao Qin's people, and the only place that can lead to the center of the forbidden area is the Demon Realm.

The broken pronucleus will eventually have cracks. If they don't go to the center of the forbidden area and don't break through, their lives will not be stable after all.

But he was not 100% sure. He was not willing to take his wife with him on the adventure. Maybe, before leaving, it would be good to leave her in the gentle mermaid kingdom.

Mr. Long thought.

There are many handsome mermaids there. The high-ranking ones can even transform into legs and live on land.

The powerful mermaid princes are also very tasteful, unlike him. She doesn't like the shiny ones.

Maybe, if he fails to overcome the tribulation, in another year or two, she can have many mermaids of various appearances.

She will live with them, eat with them, and sleep with them.

Mu Wanwan only felt that Mr. Long's eyes were gloomy, and the arm around her waist was locked tightly, as if he was holding her in his arms. She felt a little uncomfortable and pushed the dragon, but was frightened by his expression.

What's with this pitiful and gloomy expression of being abandoned?

What on earth is this dragon thinking about?

Mr. Long met Mu Wanwan's puzzled gaze and fell into deep self-loathing.

He was the dragon who said he would take her away, and now he is the dragon who wants to leave her because of fear.

Why is he so indecisive, like a scumbag dragon?

If, if he asked her if she was willing to go to the forbidden area with him, she should be willing, right?

Mr. Long pursed his lips. He was so selfish.

He knew what kind of person she was, and he knew that she didn't mind dying with him.

But he still wanted to hear her say it.

"Madam." Mr. Self-Disdain seemed to muster up his courage, "Can I take you somewhere else?"

Mu Wanwan: "?"

Mr. Long looked away, "You might die if you stay with me."

Mu Wanwan: ""

She seemed to pry open the dragon's skull to see what was inside.

If she was afraid, she would have left when Jiu Qing was here. She thought she had made it very clear.

"I'm not afraid."

The answer was expected and made him happy. Mr. Long bent the corners of his lips meanly. He knew.

He knew.

But he still wanted to hear her say it again, many, many times.

Mu Wanwan stood on tiptoe and bit Mr. Long's chin in revenge, "Don't think too much."

Perhaps it was related to his previous experience. Mr. Long was very naive, very unconfident, fragile, awkward, and straightforward.

Mu Wanwan glanced at the happy dragon and felt that he had really fallen into a trap.

They didn't waste any time and had to leave the cave where they had lived for a few days.

Mengmeng was still sleeping. For safety, Mu Wanwan stuffed it into the mustard seed space.

The spirit stones and some furniture in the room were quickly put away. Mr. Long made a new spirit shield, and this time both the man and the dragon were inside.

When she was about to walk out, Mu Wanwan looked back at the beautiful shell bed and said, "Will we come back in the future?"

Will it be like the previous yard, where she can never go back?

"I will come back." Mr. Long's voice was hoarse, as if

he was making a promise, "I will definitely come back." This time, Mr. Long did not restrict Mu Wanwan's sight and hearing. Mu Wanwan thought that he was willing to let her see another side of him. In fact, it was only because Mr. Long had dealt with everything outside without leaving a trace.

They stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the seabed with only a faint light outside, and stood side by side.

Mr. Long glanced at the cave that had sheltered him when he fled, and his fragile heart ached slightly.

When he fled here, there was a barrier here, which was only level four. It was easy for him to break it later, but for him at that time, it was indeed a shelter from his enemies.

In fact, Mr. Long had a rough idea since he found the words on the stone wall that day.

Perhaps, this was once the "home" of that monster

. It was Chaos' home.

So, could he privately think that this was also his and his wife's home?

If it was a home, it must be well protected.

His heart softened a little, and with some unauthorized thoughts of treating Chaos as a family member, Mr. Long took Mu Wanwan's hand and set up a stronger barrier around the cave than the one that protected him before.

"Madam."

He called Mu Wanwan, "I want to leave some words for Chaos."

Mu Wanwan nodded and pointed to the stone wall where the words were engraved before, "Okay, write here, he can see it when he comes back."

If Chaos comes back one day, he will definitely be able to see the words they left behind.

He should be very happy.

Less than three hours after they left, a more powerful monster came to this place.

This monster is the biggest boss in charge of this sea area. If there is a fight, she will know it quickly and has the qualifications to report it.

She also has four horns on her head, and her appearance is somewhat similar to Chaos, but her scales are much more ferocious, and she has four huge palms, each with eyes.

Moreover, she is a female monster.

Female monsters cannot be described as ugly, but they are very distinctive.

The very distinctive female monster stretched out a hand, and the eyes on it blinked, as if picking something up from the sea.

Soon, a wisp of black mist appeared on her hand.

"It's a little dragon." The female monster shook her head. She was originally furious, but now she seemed not so angry. Her thick tail swayed behind her, and she arrived at the edge of the cave in a blink of an eye.

"Yo." The female monster glared with round eyes, "It even set up a barrier."

She checked it out and said to herself, "It's a little dragon, so forget it."

Although she was very angry that the dragon cub had always stubbornly believed that she was Chaos' best "brother", which made her want to beat the dragon cub flat, but

"I still owe Chaos ten magic coins."

"It seems to be eight magic coins," the monster said, shaking her tail, and walked away as if she was drunk.

The sea water soon calmed down, as if there had never been a battle.

——At the same time, the Golden Dragon Elder who was unfortunately caught in the previous encirclement of Mr. Long finally blocked Ao Qin on the way to the Wu Clan.

"Ao Qin." The elder looked at the young dragon in front of him and didn't make a big face. "You promised us three brothers the treasure before?"

Ao Qin was angry.

This golden dragon still had the nerve to ask him for a reward? The three dragons couldn't even catch a disabled dragon that hadn't fully recovered.

Although he knew in his heart that the king might have recovered a lot, he just didn't want to admit it.

In front of the sixth-order golden dragon of the elder level, Ao Qin still obediently changed into human form. "Grand Elder."

He smiled and said in a green robe, looking a bit elegant. "The treasures have been prepared long ago. It's just that I have been busy these days and haven't had time to deliver them to the elders. Please forgive me."

The Golden Dragon Clan's Grand Elder was not so upset after hearing his words, but his mouth was still sharp. "This time, our brothers paid a lot. There is a curse in the disabled dragon scales, which is very insidious."

Ao Qin handed the top-grade Qiankun bag to the Golden Dragon Grand Elder, and handed out a jade bottle. "Grand Elder, don't be angry. This jade bottle contains a precious stone that was refined at a great price.

The Great Elder glanced at the things in the Qiankun bag, took the jade bottle, and his face looked much better. "Ao Qin, our Golden Dragon Clan has no way out now. We are forced to tie up with your Azure Dragon Clan, but the Black Dragon Clan and the Purple Dragon Clan have not offended the Cripple Dragon." Ao Qin nodded, his face solemn ,

"Now we can only take out the treasures as soon as possible."

The Great Elder paused and said, "The Special Life Alliance also intervened, but I always feel that this matter is a fraud. Let's negotiate with the Wu Clan as soon as possible and take out the treasures in the four forbidden areas first."

Ao Qin frowned, "Great Elder, do you think that the Lord is not in the Special Life Territory?"

"From the time of discovery to now, the siege has lasted for more than 30 hours. Mo Teng has been guarding that area tightly. The Special Life Alliance has no relationship with the Lord, so there is no reason to help him."

The Great Elder sneered, "Ao Qin, are you arrogant now that you are in a high position? Have you forgotten all your previous cleverness? The leader of the Special Life Alliance is not a normal person. They have a weird temper. Maybe they simply don't like you?"

Although the words of the Great Elder were unpleasant, they also woke Ao Qin up at once. The Special Life Alliance, starting with the leader, are a group of lunatics without any reason.

The great elder of the Golden Dragon Clan saw that he was thinking about something, and weighed the treasure he had just obtained, his voice became deep, "Don't forget, strictly speaking, Mo Teng still has a grudge against our dragon clan. Maybe he just wants our dragon clan to be in trouble."

Ao Qin was stunned for a moment.

The great elder stroked his beard, "Yes, you are still young."

"Three thousand years ago, when your father was still in power, Mo Teng fell in love with a little green dragon that had just transformed." He said with a sigh, "Unfortunately, the little green dragon had poor talent and was a rare and weakest first-level dragon. Mo Teng came to the door, but several elders of the Green Dragon Clan were unwilling to open the forbidden Tianchi for her. Later, although the leader of the special life helped him, the little green dragon still did not live beyond a thousand years old."

He sneered as he spoke, but he did not say bad things about their Green Dragon Clan in front of Ao Qin, whose face was getting uglier and uglier.

The last Lord Ao Bing attacked the Wu Clan for the unfounded news of the Chaos Beast. After the defeat, he recovered 80% of his strength and could not wait to accept the challenge of the current Lord. The Lord broke his horn, but did not kill him immediately, and even let Ao Bing go to the forbidden land to recuperate.

Only the people in the Qinglong Clan knew how Ao Bing died.

Of course, they could not say that to the outside world, and only said that Ao Bing died because of the "tyrant".

Ao Qin must have known about this, but as one of the many children raised by Ao Bing, he probably didn't have much affection for his father, otherwise why didn't he hate the real murderer but instead put all the hatred on the disabled dragon, just to give himself a reason to enjoy the assistance of the Qinglong clan with peace of mind and suppress the power grab.

The elder looked at the young man in front of him, and he was a little scared after giving some advice. If they were not grasshoppers on the same rope now, he really didn't want to say anything more, "That's all."

The elder left after saying that, and the smile on Ao Qin's rather elegant face gradually disappeared.

He became terribly gloomy -

he had always been a genius in the clan, until the appearance of the orphan dragon broke all his halo and took away the position of the monarch that he was sure belonged to. But in the face of absolute military suppression, he could only pretend to be indifferent.

Later, he learned the real reason why his father fought with the witch clan, and heard the dragon mention the name "Chaos". He only used a little trick to successfully trap the dragon. Seeing that everything was about to succeed, things were beyond his control.

Ao Qin's face twisted for a moment -

on what basis?

He should be the most outstanding genius of the dragon clan, he should be the dragon who inherited everything, he was born noble, how could an orphan dragon compare to him? Those treasures and status should be his!

It doesn't matter, Ao Qin warned himself to stay calm. If Mo Teng of the Special Life Alliance just wanted to see the dragons make fun of him, then those troops should just withdraw.

What matters now is that he has to hurry up to negotiate with Wu Yao. As long as he gets the last horn, he will be the real dragon king.

As long as he has the treasures in the core of the forbidden area, even if the waste dragon recovers to the seventh level, it will not be able to defeat the fully armed dragon army.

Perhaps because he calmed down, his face looked better. It is said that there are five entrances to the dragon's forbidden area, but four of them are in the dragon's territory. He has sent heavy troops to guard each one, so he is not afraid of the dragon coming.

As for the forbidden area in the demon world.

Ao Qin was not worried. Not to mention how many monsters the dragon offended in the famous battle, the entrance to the forbidden area was just an "entrance".

Even if the dragon took a gamble and took part in the inheritance test, it would definitely fail.

No dragon has passed the inheritance test in the past tens of thousands of years. The last dragon who ascended to the sky did not pass it and almost died in it. Naturally, the useless and disabled dragon could not pass it.

When Ao Qin just took over the power, he got a lot of treasures and tried once, but he didn't even pass the first level and almost died in it.

There are three levels of such tests.

How could the useless dragon pass it?

There was no way he could get through.

He was just a disabled dragon without a father or mother, with a low bloodline and bad luck.

Ao Qin smiled and flew towards the Wu Clan at a faster speed. This time, even if he had to pay a high price, he must get the dragon horn.

In the past few days, Jiu Qing and Zong Shu had already completed the initial plan.

In a secret room near the demon clan’s territory:

“We’re almost there.” The flower demon looked at the beastmen around her, then at the two maids beside Jiuqing, and still couldn’t help feeling a little unhappy, “Why, your Nine-tailed Fox clan only has so many people?”

Jiuqing didn’t get angry with her, and lifted her long hair, “Of course not, there are still few of us in the Dragon Clan, but several demon clans have already responded, and this is all thanks to Wanwan.”

When Mu Wanwan left, he left behind a lot of pills that could reduce the curse. The Witch Clan and the Demon Clan had fought a war some time ago because of the dragon horn issue, and the families below also had a lot of casualties. The amount of Jinjiang grass is limited, and high-level Ningxue Dan is also hard to buy. Many young demon clan members suffer from having no way to exorcise the curse in their bodies.

The witch tribe is getting stronger and stronger because there is a lack of effective methods to deal with them in the mainland, but this is beneficial to their seizure of power.

Uncle Chen is a smart man. He immediately used the elixirs left by Mu Wanwan to persuade Jiu Qing and some of his friends who are still in the demon tribe to take some low-level ones to let those demon tribes have a taste of the benefits. The Sun

-Eating Rat Tribe is unpopular to begin with, and with the large number of strong people on their side and the temptation of elixirs, many demon tribes can indeed be tempted.

After seizing power, he will help Mu Wanwan's husband to overcome the crisis, and the follow-up can be solved in the end.

But

"We don't have much time. We have to start tomorrow at the latest." Uncle Chen pondered, "The pills are running out. We can't delay any longer."

Jiuqing also nodded. Everyone discussed the plan again. Aunt Yun asked, "How is it, have you heard from them recently?"

She was a little excited. Three beast patterns representing strength and talent appeared on her forehead. Now only one was lit, but it would be a matter of time before the others lit up.

Jiuqing nodded and shook his head, "Not for now, but no news is good news."