After Wearing The Book, I Married A Disabled Tyrant (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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The spiritual energy contained in a few low-grade spirit stones was just a drop in the ocean to the former Mr. Long, but to the current Mr. Long, it is a very precious thing.

Si Si aura slowly entered his body from the spiritual stone, like a spring rain falling on the dry land. Mr. Long gathered his consciousness, which was different from the previous dream. He carefully absorbed the spiritual energy and used the seventh-order powerful consciousness disk With a few wisps of weak spiritual energy, he only absorbed enough spiritual energy to connect the two broken pronuclei and stopped.

They are poor now and need to save.

So Mu Wanwan watched helplessly as the spiritual stones placed next to Mr. Long's ears shattered quickly at first, then shattered more and more busy, and finally there were three pieces left.

The spiritual stone is broken, does it mean that Mr. Long has actually absorbed a lot of spiritual energy, and this method is useful?

Feeling a little more happy, Mu Wanwan looked at the three remaining low-grade spirit stones and secretly guessed whether it was because Mr. Long's body was so weak that he could only absorb a few low-grade spirit stones. She rubbed it. With a little sour eyes, after thinking about it, he still didn't put away the three spirit stones.

If Mr. Long's tail rotted again because of lack of spiritual power, she can't take away the spiritual stone anymore.

Mu Wanwan slowed down and checked Mr. Long's tail. There was no more bleeding, maybe it was because of the spirit stone.

"Mr. Long, I'm sorry." Mu Wanwan was a little choked up. He wanted to reach out to touch his broken horn, but he stopped in the air. This time it was all her fault. If she hadn't broken Mr. Long's spirit stone, Maybe his tail won't rot again.

She apologized softly, but in Mr. Long's ears, she was very uncomfortable—

He knew about her, but he just thought, bring more money and go to the market to see if there is another way out. He is also thinking about them and this family.

Family......

Mr. Long's ears were hot and hot, and he recited this magical word several times in his heart.

If this icy tyrant's mansion, if this used to be just his temporary resting place, with her, maybe he can call it home.

What he never had, home.

Mu Wanwan didn't expect that just by apologizing because of her guilt, she would be able to make Mr. Long's brain come to "home". She didn't waste time, she just bounced the low-grade ash that had shattered into powder from Mr. Long's pillow. After changing the position of the remaining three pieces, I picked up the quilt covered with scales and blood.

It's still early, and the weather is fine today, so I have to quickly take care of Mr. Long's tail, and then wash the quilt and mattress so that it can be dried earlier.

While planning what to do next, Mu Wanwan filled a large basin of water. Because she wanted to wash the quilt, she took out the biggest basin in the house. Mu Wanwan soaked the quilt in the water, added a lot of soap plants, trotted all the way to the kitchen, burned a lot of hot water, sterilized the knives that had been used before, took the ointment, and went back to the kitchen. to the room.

Mu Wanwan put the basin in place, took two more handkerchiefs, wrapped his hands, looked at Mr. Long with his eyes closed, and said softly, "Mr. Long, let me help you, it may hurt a little. "

Although she swore to God that her words only expressed her intention to help Mr. Long to deal with the wound, and had no other ideas, but in Mr. Long's ears, she was going to do something to him. signal.