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

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The consciousness was pulled by something, and Mu Wanwan was a little bit uncomfortable at first, trying to struggle a few times, and gradually waking up.

Only this time, what I saw when I opened my eyes was not the familiar room and the familiar Mr. Long, but I felt that I had come to a very strange place--

Dirty bluestone slabs at the feet, the splicing is very messy, the dirt is muddy in the gaps, the smell of garbage is filled in the air, a drop of rain falls from the gloomy sky, and drip straight on her eyelashes, but It was only for a moment that her vision was blurred and did not bring any bad touch.

Mu Wanwan soon realized that something was wrong. She tried to step on the ground a few steps. She did not get muddy water on her poor shoes, but she still had a bad feeling of wetness, and the depressed feeling of rain on her head was still there. Yes, but she touched her head and it was indeed dry.

Is she... dreaming?

Realizing that she was dreaming, Mu Wanwan was less nervous.

She has not dreamed for a long time since she wore the book. The last time she dreamed, she still dreamed that she had earned a lot of spirit stones and piled up with Mr. Long.

But this time the dream is too clear, even the sound of rain falling on the ground is very clear.

Mu Wanwan took two real steps forward, frowning slightly--

The dream was so dark, it was all wet and gloomy, and the alley walls were dirty.

With a glance at a corner, Mu Wanwan jumped in his heart, feeling a little dazed, where all the ticks were bloodied.

She was a little scared, speeding up her pace and wanting to leave this dark alley. She didn't know how long she walked before finally seeing the person. To be precise, it was a child, a child who seemed to be running-

He was eight or nine years old. He wore a tattered gray cloak that he could hardly see neatly. He had fierce eyes and blood on his arms and face. He quickly ran past Mu Wanwan, a messy long hair, and his injured hand tried to pull his cloak hat, but Mu Wanwan still saw him flashing, which is not a long horn and a Pair of white plush ears.

This is...Mr. Long?

Mu Wanwan was a little surprised. She hesitated for a second, and the younger version of Mr. Xiaolong ran away. Through the rain screen, she only saw the long trailing dragon tail behind him.

what.

There is also a pointed tail, and there is blood on the childish white hair, which makes her feel a little painful and want to laugh.

What kind of dragon is this hairy?

The thought crossed his mind, and Mu Wanwan was about to chase him in the direction of his escape, and a mess of footsteps sounded behind him.

"Damn, little bastard!" Several young dragons, who looked like teenagers, ran over angrily. They didn't look very good either, and they wore tattered cloaks. The dragon's horns and their bodies were dirty. It's a bit smelly.

Compared with Mr. Long, it is too careless about hygiene.

Mu Wanwan is a bit disgusted.

"Fuck! This bastard, picked up the trash can we found first." The black scales on the face of the young dragon head loomed, looking like a bad tempered black dragon, "Brothers, I must give him today Kill it, see who is the boss of this dark alley."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

But he ordered the rest of the dragons to whisper in high spirits. The voice was full of fantasy and the joy and refreshment after beating Mr. Long.