I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Part 96

The next day, Mu Wanwan got up with aching body. Mr. Long was no longer there. She rubbed her uncomfortable shoulder, and after a simple wash and change, she turned back to tidy up the bed.

She straightened her waist and saw that there were a few night pearls embedded in the mountain wall, and she could see the imprint on the mountain wall that was difficult to recite yesterday.

There was a layer of water stains on it, slowly shed, like parting tears.

Mu Wanwan suddenly thought of the tears of the evil dragon last night. She thought about it, and took out the pen and paper from the mustard space and recorded all the words.

In fact, her cultivation base is so high that she won't forget it if she read it a few times, but she decided to write it down.

Maybe in the future, I can meet people who know these words.

Yesterday, Mr. Long's performance was abnormal. Mu Wanwan guessed that "chaos" meant a lot to him. Would he be happier if he knew the meaning of these words?

"Tweet!" Halfway through Mu Wanwan's writing, Mengmeng rushed out of the cave like a small cannonball, and fell to the ground with black fur.

Its little scarf has lost a lot of hair, and it has been fed well by its father (?) Mr. Long recently, so it grows more and more round and round.

"Tweet!"

It is like this every morning. It is full of energy and wants to play in the mustard space for a while. To be precise, it wants to go to the mustard space to play with the spirit chicken cubs.

"Come on." Mu Wanwan took out three first-order Baizhen fruits, let Mao Chuo hold them, and put them into the mustard space.

Mao Chuo likes the spirit chicken cubs very much. Now those little chicken cubs have not grown much, but they are getting bigger and bigger, so they really look like their fathers!

In this regard, her old mother has nothing to do. Mr. Long has said it several times. Although Mu Wanwan feels that Mr. Long has no right to say Meng Meng, but every time Meng Meng turns his head and uses Ass faced Mr. Long's handsome and slightly distorted face.

The old father seemed to be at a loss.

Thinking of him, Mu Wanwan raised the corners of her lips, speeding up the movements in her hands.

So when Mr. Long finished his inspection and came back with new food, the fragrance of the pill was already floating in the cave.

I don't know if it was because of the awakening of the divine consciousness in advance, even if she could not guide the divine consciousness to see things temporarily, but the peeling of the pill fire and some impurities was much better than before.

Plus those unpalatable "tonics" Mr. Long brought back.

Yes, now Mu Wanwan has admitted that the slimy thing is a tonic.

Although the taste is difficult to describe, it is still very good for removing some impurities in the meridians. The one Mr. Long brought back from the beginning was the most precious and rare.

He didn't go out for a long time, even if Mu Wanwan's speed was very fast, he could only refine one furnace of Tier 3 Snow Condensing Pill and two furnaces of Tier 3 Spirit Returning Pill.

As for the advanced version of the solid **** pill that she finally thought of yesterday, she has no way to refine it for the time being.

"came back?"

Hearing the sound of water coming from outside, Mu Wanwan installed the newly-made Tier 3 Spirit Pill, and hung two of them with spiritual power.

She walked outside quickly, watching Mr. Long's hair still wet, "Take the pill first."