Why is Mr. Long here?

Mu Wanwan looked at the young man in the cage, and felt pain in his heart as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He should, he should be cool and reckless, and kill the Quartet.

Looking at the ankle exposed outside of Mr. Long's pants, Mu Wanwan felt sad and uncomfortable. She also thought that the dragon finally changed a set of clothes. Looking at it now, it may have been worn for a long time, and the word is taller, but there is no money to buy the clothes.

Perhaps it is the best thing to be able to penetrate the many shackles freely in memory. When Mu Wanwan came back to her senses, she had already passed through the cage and came to Mr. Xiaolong.

When she got closer, she could see his injury more clearly. The black clothes were stuck to her body with dried blood, maintaining their neat appearance.

His horns and a pair of ears have been closed, and the tip of his tail is no longer exposed as he did when he was a child. He is no longer a little dragon cub, and can already be transformed into a human form very well.

"A Tie, why would that brother be locked there alone." Maybe it was because A Tie believed that A Ling had regained some vitality, plus there were no other cages for slaves around them, only the lock could be seen. A Ling was a little curious about the one with Mr. Long.

Since it's a game, isn't it more fun for everyone?

"Ah, maybe it's because he likes a person better." A Tie rubbed his sister's head and chose a place close to the female elf but kept a distance from the other people and sat down.

Perhaps she saw the dwarf siblings who weren't completely dead, and the female elf had also regained some vitality. She looked at Mr. Long, her voice lowered, and her brows were filled with inexplicable fear and inexplicable gratitude, "That's a container, very scary."

Her voice was very low, but Mu Wanwan heard everything.

container?

What container and why is it terrible? Thousands of thoughts passed through her mind, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she saw the half-large Mr. Long moved...

Perhaps it was because he maintained a posture for a long time, he was a little tired, his blood-stained palm gripped the edge of the cage tightly, and slowly stood up.

He is already taller than Mu Wanwan. He has black clothes attached to his body. When he bends his back, he can see the butterfly bones that protrude due to malnutrition, and are as fragile as the two strands of broken hair hanging on Mr. Xiaolong's forehead.

"Ah!" Seeing him stand up, the several originally numb people who were locked up opposite Xiu showed a frightened expression, as if he were some terrible evil spirit.

"Monster, monster."

A person who was about to lose his mind twisted his face and murmured, "A monster that can absorb devilish energy!"

Why should you call him a monster, why should you look at him with such a look? Mu Wanwan couldn't understand, she looked at Mr. Xiaolong with a cold expression, and only felt the pain in her heart like being stabbed by countless needles.

She slowly stretched out her hand towards him, overlapping on his hand holding the railing, her palm was cold and sticky to the touch, cold.

"Mr. Long." Mu Wanwan called him softly, but only got a cold and gloomy look, his eyebrows were dark, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

The sky gradually darkened, but the atmosphere in the valley became even more weird. As the sun disappeared, the few unconscious people Xiu had collapsed and burst into tears.

Mu Wanwan sat next to Mr. Xiaolong, watching the light in his eyes dimmed with the sunlight.

"Ha ha ha ha, which one will you eat tonight?" A gust of wind blew, and the shady man who had caught the brother and sister Ah Tie during the day was followed by several men, looking at the few men in the cage for repairs.

"Three sons, everyone has finished eating for you, leave two for us." The fourth son smiled on one side, "Yes, I forgot to tell you before that the elf can't move. I'll wait for a few more days. Sister Wu gave it to her on her birthday."

"Fourth son, you are really wordy." The second son punched him on one side. "I don't want to eat the dwarf so ugly. That **** dragon brother said it is a container, and he wastes so many magic cores every day. There are only a few things that can be eaten, and I have to share it with you, tusk."

The second son's gaze swept across a few shivering people Xiu, and randomly ordered a male Xiu, "He is, he has more flesh."

"No, don't eat me!" The man with a grim complexion, hid behind a woman, "Eat and eat my junior sister, her meat is tenderer than mine, and my talent is inferior. If you eat me, I won't do any good!"

He almost violently carried a numb female nun next to him, and he did not remember how affectionate he confessed to her before he came out for the sect mission.

"Ha ha ha ha." The third son was not surprised by this. He saw more scenes like humans, and he felt happy every time. To them, the demon bird, humans are nothing but food, and the dying struggle to watch food is one thing. Kind of fun.

It's just that this woman has a nervous breakdown, and it doesn't make much sense to let them play some cannibalism.

"You eat him, eat that container, he is a dragon, his meat must be delicious, please, don't eat me, don't eat me, I want to live!"

The second son obviously had no patience. He was already hungry. He opened the iron door and directly took out the man who was so scared to pee his pants.

Ling also felt that something was wrong, and the little dwarf girl held onto her brother's sleeve tightly.

Mu Wanwan looked at everything in front of her. She heard the people talk lightly about the magic core and the container. Looking at the man who betrayed his companions in order to live longer, her hands and feet were a little soft.

However, those few people were not prepared to clean up the male Xiu before eating. They just turned into huge demon birds in the horrified eyes of everyone.

"what...!"

The screams sounded, the ground was stained with blood from the big beach, the soil was soaked bit by bit, and the sound of bones being chewed was obvious.

An uncomfortable feeling was surging in his stomach, Mu Wanwan subconsciously wanted to hold on to the sleeves of Mr. Long beside him, but penetrated his thin body.

Her eyes were **** when she closed her eyes, and she saw the almost dull gaze of the opposite brother Atie.

The female cultivator still looked numb, but the elf smiled, wondering if she had escaped the catastrophe.

After eating the male repairer, the three giant birds were still unsatisfied, and their big mouths with a strong smell of fish gnawed wildly at the cage that held Mr. Long.

The blood and drool dripped down, and the terrible fishy wind and the roar full of appetite made Mu Wanwan retching uncontrollably.

She is in a spiritual state, and she is not uncomfortable, but she can't vomit anything.

All this is like a nightmare.

When the few people finally left, Mu Wanwan also slowly came over.

Mr. Xiaolong's cage was already in a mess, and he was stained with unpleasant blood and saliva. Mu Wanwan watched him frowning fiercely, took out a veil from his pocket, thought about tearing off a small piece, and then began to clean himself.

It's just that no matter how you wipe it, the strong smell still can't be eliminated.

He just wiped it stubbornly, over and over, holding back the unsheathed hatred in his dark black eyes.

It was a look she had never seen before.

It's just that she is not afraid.

She just feels distressed now, and only hates that she can't stay by his side when he is still weak, even if she accompanies him to wipe his long hair stained with blood?

She will not be afraid, and will never be afraid of him.

Mu Wanwan looked sadly at A Tie and A Ling, who had been speechless, and felt more pain in his heart when he thought of Mr. Da Long who still didn't know where in reality.

However, all this is far from over.

The next few days were the same depression and despair. On the fifth day when there were fewer and fewer people in the cage, the eldest brother and fifth sister whom the third son said came back.

It was a feminine man and a charming woman. They were not tasteless like the other giant birds, and they were full of mouthfuls. The devil bird called the eldest brother ignored the other people who were captured, but took five. The girl went straight to the cage where Mr. Long was closed.

"I haven't seen it for a few days, the magic core that I fed you before has been absorbed." His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the look in Mr. Long's eyes was like looking at the future self.

"It's really a good item to win the house." The fifth sister on one side also said, "Although it is a hybrid dragon, the blood is not pure enough, but it is talented, and you have been fed by the eldest brother for two weeks, but you can gradually absorb the magic. It's nuclear, after a month or so, when he breaks through Tier 4 and falls into catastrophe, elder brother, you take the opportunity to take the opportunity. Of course, the soul of Tier 5 can suppress his weak Tier 4 soul, and then you will be able to get rid of your talent. Imprisoned, it's not impossible to fly into a god."

The feminine man obviously ate her secret flattery, smiled at her, pinched his throat, "Where's the magic core."

Wumei laughed, and took out the results of the hunt from Qiankun's bag, a fourth-order magic core and three third-order magic cores.

Mu Wanwan looked at the demon core that exuded the rich magic energy in the hand of the feminine man, and only felt cold all over, Mr. Long hid half of his body under the shadow, only showing his thin chin.

The feminine man's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, a head twisted into an ugly bird's head, and his arms turned into wings. After a gust of wind passed, Mu Wanwan and Mr. Xiaolong were blown to the edge of the cage.

She watched the black mist wrap around him, watched him with sharp teeth and golden eyes shining with strong hatred, and she was forced to swallow the magic core. The power of the fourth-order magic core is not something that only the third-order he can bear.

Mu Wanwan watched him fall to the ground soberly and painfully, and heard the feminine man say softly, "My future body, please get used to it. I haven't eaten for a long time, these two dwarf brothers and sisters will serve you as snacks. Right."

Mu Wanwan watched the feminine man smile and threw the frightened brother and sister Ah Tie into Mr. Long's cage, listening to A Ling's hoarse cry, her mind went blank, she really wanted to, okay Want to kill all these beasts.

In the next instant, a violent tremor came from the cage, and Mu Wanwan turned his head subconsciously and saw Mr. Long whose handsome face was overflowing with blood.

There are blood stains on his lips, and the magic energy of the fourth and third order magic cores burst out, breaking through his meridians, splitting his skin, and wantonly releasing the magic energy.

Mr. Xiaolong's black eyes were dyed gold, and the dragon horns and ears that had been kept on his forehead also appeared. The two fangs on his lips, and his hands and feet had become sharp claws uncontrollably.

Devilish energy can make people confused and longing for blood.

She watched her lovely Mr. Xiaolong bite the flesh off her arm abruptly, and watched him bleeding in pain.

Barring his teeth, he was more scary than the evil dragon in the picture book, and made a cold and hoarse voice at brother and sister Ah Tie, "Go away."

Ah Tie seemed to have recovered, holding her stupid sister, and desperately squeezing towards the edge of the cage.

Mu Wanwan's eyes were full of tears, and she wanted helplessly to hug him again and again, trying to reach out to cover his bleeding skin.

It is too hard to maintain the human form, and becoming a dragon will almost foreseeably kill brother and sister Ah Tie.

Mu Wanwan couldn't do anything. He could only watch that he could no longer maintain his decency, rolling on the ground in pain, dripping dark magical energy from his eye sockets, like tears.

But even if he is unwilling to hurt others, the terrible devilish energy that overflowed from his wounds still swept across the small cage, impacting the bodies of Ah Tie and A Ling, one by one would not cut the clothes on the dwarf and return It was hard skin, but after more than a dozen times, wounds were added to them bit by bit.

There was an additional wound on Ah Tie's body, and Mu Wanwan's spirit body was in pain.

The erosion of those devilish energy was not just a simple pain, it swept over, first there was a numbness of the brain, and then a bit of intense pain.

It hurts, it hurts.

But Mr. Long will only hurt more than her, more painful than her.

This torture lasted a whole day and night, and when it was over, Mr. Long was already covered in blood.

Even though A Ling was protected by A Tie in her arms, she was still seriously injured and dying.

Ah Tie was also covered in cuts and bruises, looking at Mr. Xiaolong who was getting up from the ground, full of fear and hatred.

"monster."

"monster."

Mu Wanwan heard that Ah Tie was desperate and painful, shrinking in the corner in fear, muttering over and over again, holding Ah Ling's small body tightly in his arms.

And Mr. Xiaolong was just silent, staggering up little by little, walked to the position where Mu Wanwan was half-leaning when he first saw him, and slowly and slowly slid on the ground.

The bones can be seen from the bite on his arm.

Mr. Xiaolong stretched out his twisted arm and took out the shattered and ugly veil from his pocket, a little bit, wiping the blood on his face.

However, he wiped it seriously, but he couldn't wipe it clean no matter what.

The sky outside was dark, and the dark clouds rolled up, and the drizzle of rain dripped on his dark eyelashes, across the dark black eyes, rolled up the shallow blood, and sank into his clothes.

Mu Wanwan knelt on the ground, her body covered with the pain of the wound soaked in rain. She raised her head and saw his cheeks clean up little by little. His wounds healed quickly, and now there are only blood scars on his face.

She wanted to reach out and loosen the broken hair he had attached to his forehead, but she saw Mr. Xiaolong slowly stretch her eyebrows. Mu Wanwan looked at the corners of his lips slightly raised, and only felt sour.

She wanted to grab his collar and asked aloud why he was so stupid and so easily satisfied? It's just rain, just rain, not water that can really wash you off.

However, he could not hear.

Can't hear me.

The rain kept falling for three days.

Because of lack of food and typhoid fever, A Ling still couldn't get through.

The little dwarf girl's body became a little bit cold and stiff.

Ah Tie was crazy, and the dwarf boy hid in the corner, staring at Mr. Long with hatred and fear.

His sister died, and even though she knew it was not Mr. Long's fault, she couldn't help but hate him.

He dare not hate those people, so he can only hate him.

"Why don't you die, you killed my sister!"

As night fell, when Mr. Long closed his eyes to rest, Ah Tie would drag his injured body carefully, approaching him carefully, cursing over and over again.

Mu Wanwan knew that Mr. Long was not asleep, and that her dragon was already guilty to a certain extent.

It's just that it's not his fault.

Two days later, the elf on the opposite side failed to escape, and she was swallowed by the fifth sister.

The feminine man marveled at Mr. Xiaolong's self-control, and ate Ah Ling's body in front of Ah Tie.

His prototype is a giant bird that resembles a vulture. He likes fresh flesh and blood, and he doesn't resist the rotten flesh. Mu Wanwan saw that the top of his wings began to rot. This is a demon bird that is about to reach its limit.

Mu Wanwan looked at Ah Tie's painful cry, holding his head and saying sorry.

From that moment on, he never scolded Mr. Long again.

After another two or three days, Mu Wanwan was about to collapse by this desperate and suppressed breath, but the weather was getting better and better, and the sun flooded the valley.

The previous rain washed away most of the blood stains. Mr. Xiaolong's healing power was very strong. The wounds on his body were almost healed, and the blood scars fell off and returned to a handsome appearance.

Mu Wanwan accompanied him to watch the setting sun that was gradually setting in the sky blushing on the clouds, the breeze blew his long hair, and the sunlight fell on his face, very gentle.

Such a scene is almost quiet.

Put away the painful cries of the slaves and the unkind voices of those who came.

"Brother, do you really want to do it now?" The second son rubbed his head, "Isn't the dragon going to break through yet?"

"You know what a fart." The fourth son bared his teeth, "Big brother can't wait any longer, and finally came across such a suitable one. The magic core absorbed light again last time."

"Big brother will break through the sixth rank in the future, don't forget us." Wumei said softly, "I also want to eat and watch young dragons, but it's a pity that the dragons have taken their baby bumps too tightly. It has been so many years. It's such a bad luck for a hybrid dragon that nobody cares about."

"No problem." The feminine man squinted, his tone was soft, "I will open the Suolong Stone later, and he will definitely resist. Later, you will all stand at the four corners of the cage and help me watch the formation. When the battle begins, I start to take home."

"It's just going to work hard for you later." The feminine man said, "At that time, the slaves still alive in this valley will also have blood sacrifices."

"Big brother, what are you talking about? We didn't say it a long time ago. Of course we would be happy to exchange your saved treasure for these thousand slaves." This time it is the third son of Ying Gou Nose.

They said triumphantly, they didn't take the lives of the monks, orcs and elves at all.

Mu Wanwansi clenched his fists, watching them set up a magic circle around them, and furiously went up to punch and kick a few ugly birds. Why did they bully her dragon?

Is it just because no one is on his side and no one defends him?

But she loves him so much, she is on his side.

She couldn't help but feel sore in her eyes when she thought that the big stupid dragon was unsure about his life and death, and now that Mr. Xiaolong was still being bullied.

But no matter how Mu Wanwan opposed and struggled, the formation gradually took shape.

With the red blood dripping from the clouds on the horizon, several demon birds excitedly became prototypes, and the formation was like a black line spreading all around, covering every slave in the cage in the valley.

"Then I will start, you remember to suppress him." The feminine man said to a few demon birds that had become prototypes.

The four demon birds screamed in excitement, and the feminine man slowly opened the cage that contained Mr. Long.

When the four demon birds swooped down, Mu Wanwan saw the feminine man smile grimly.

"The magic cores are not enough, yours is just right!" A strong magic energy evaporated from his body, and he turned into a half-rotten magic bird. The powerful aura unfolded and instantly entangled the other four magic birds. "Die for me." ."

A stern cry sounded, and the four demon birds that were only Tier 4 still in the formation couldn't beat their "big brother" at all, the blood mist exploded, and the blood was full of devilish energy.

The world in front of her turned bright red, and Mu Wanwan saw her Mr. Xiaolong getting bigger little by little.

This was the first time she saw his prototype clearly, a body larger than a demon bird, golden and white scales, a fifth claw curled up in the abdomen, a powerful dragon tail, and a ferocious, aggressive dragon horn. , And the plush ears magnified countless times.

He swept the wind in front of her, and he rolled up a rain of blood, but seemed to occupy her entire world.

She was staggered by the wind and the afterglow, and the sound of rolling rocks was very loud. The scales and feathers penetrated her body and blurred her vision.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her leg, and the sound of a giant falling on her ears. She struggled to open her eyes, half-floating in the air, and saw the bloody, low, long chants, and countless cages broken. The aftermath of the battle killed a group of vulnerable people.

In the rain of blood, he slowly became that indifferent young man. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, his eyes flashed with golden light. He just looked at the slaves who hadn't taken care of him indifferently. We flew away.

The memory gradually blurred. Mu Wanwan saw Ah Tie who was hit by the rocks in his legs and was affected by the aftermath, thinking of his thick leather pants and dark scars all over his body, and vaguely understood that Tie Bo's memory had reached the end.

She was left in place, watching Mr. Xiaolong's back gradually fly away, so far she would soon lose sight of him.

Don't go.

do not leave.

Don't leave me.

Mu Wanwan struggled, trying to chase his shadow, but in the next instant, his head was dizzy, and the world in front of him changed in an instant, as if it fell from the sky in an instant.

Mu Wanwan opened his eyes abruptly, and the sky was bright.

She looked at the empty crystal ball in her hand and disappeared. In her ears were Mengmeng's anxious chirps and the sound of Hongye knocking on the door, "Madam, are you planning to go out today?"

Mu Wanwan was taken aback. Is it time to go out now?

She got dressed, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, glanced at the empty bed, and pulled out an ugly smile.

"Tweet." Mengmeng was frightened, seeing her waking up and rubbing her face with her head desperately.

"I'm all right." Mu Wanwan touched Maochuo's head, "Hey, wait at home for me to come back."

She left some spirit stones and fruits for Mengmeng, hurriedly packed her things and put on her veil and went out.

Hongye sighed with relief when she saw her, "Madam, why didn't you come today? I waited for you for more than two hours, and it was about noon."

"I've slept." Mu Wanwan didn't want to talk a little bit, Hongye didn't care.

This time she went out to Mu Wanwan to complete the task. She went to the Xianqing Pavilion somewhat mechanically and saw Jiu Qing.

She was a little more prettier than before. We met and said that Bai Shuiyao could be dealt with soon, and she gave her a beautiful hairpin and forced her to wear it. The conditions of Uncle Zong and Aunt Yun have also improved a lot, and the pill that Mu Wanwan brought this time has earned her one high-grade spirit stone and five middle-grade spirit stones.

From Uncle Zong, Mu Wanwan also learned that Uncle Tie had gone to travel.

Mu Wanwan was always worried that the dragon would come back when she left, so she left after finishing her business. She didn't stay in the market for a few hours. When she returned to the yard, everything was as it was when she left.

She took off her veil, put down her backpack, and took out the note left by Mr. Long before leaving from her arms. She didn't have the heart to tear it up, and just threw it on the ground like a puff, leaving enough for the spirit chicken cubs. Carrying Mengmeng's food, she went to the study.

She didn't think about that bad dragon anymore, she didn't want to care about him anymore, she had to practice a lot of pills to keep herself busy.

Dafei Tweet is very obedient, unlike a dragon.

Mu Wanwan locked herself in the study to make alchemy, trying to forget the pesky dragon that broke the appointment.

She piled all the spirit stones by her side, and there were endless seeds on her hand, and she didn't have the patience to wait for Lingzhi to grow up. She just violently ripened them, then made alchemy, repeating mechanical actions, as if it could paralyze herself.

In fact, she also succeeded. The sunrise and sunset outside, sunny and rainy, have nothing to do with her.

What dragon, what three to five days back, she never looked forward to it anymore.

When the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, she absorbed the spirit stone. She was ripening and refining alchemy day and night, and the long waiting time seemed to pass quickly.

But why is my heart so uncomfortable today?

Mu Wanwan rubbed her tired forehead, and an unignorable sense of tearing and exhaustion came from the depths of her soul. Why was the pill furnace floating in front of her getting closer and closer to her?

Why is it so uncomfortable?

"Tweet!"

"Tweet!"

The world in front of him seemed to be spinning, Mu Wanwan's forehead hit the hot pill furnace, and his eyes were scarlet.

Mengmeng died in a hurry, she didn't know what was wrong, looking at the burning pill fire, thinking about the messages that came to mind these days, she opened her tender yellow beak and sucked all the pill fire into her small mouth. , And then hit a fire burp, lying on the ground with a dazed head.

"Mengmeng..."

Mu Wanwan stretched out his hand to catch the sudden fall of Mengmeng, half-opened his eyes to catch a glimpse of the closed door being opened, dropping blood from the tattered robe that had turned blood red, and the ground was stained with stars and dots. Erythema.

Her eyelashes trembled, tears poured up in her eyes, and she felt that all the fatigue and pain she hadn't cared about was surging up.

She hurts, it hurts.

I can't see if he's back.

I could only hear the sound of footsteps in my ears, and the smell of blood mixed in the tip of my nose, I didn't know if it was his own or his.

"Mr. Long..."

Mu Wanwan's chapped lips moved and made a small sound.

"It hurts so much..."

A pair of clammy hands stained with blood gently stroked her cheeks, and she heard his hoarse voice, "I'm back."