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

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The huge dragon was hazyly shrouded in the faint black mist, with a formidable broken corner on its forehead, and the dragon's whiskers were bent into a beautiful shape.

The mist was tumbling, and the giant dragon became a tall man.

Mr. Long pressed his forehead, put away the broken corner and ears, and checked the tail that was still bleeding. He also swallowed a panacea made by his wife. After a while, he was pale on the cheek. Some blood was restored.

Today's cultivation progress is good, and the strength has improved a lot. The original core can be connected just a little bit. The next cultivation should not be so painful. The strength has also recovered a lot. Although it has not recovered to the peak strength, but At least not afraid of heads-up with any dragon.

It's just that even if the broken pronucleus is connected, there are still cracks. This situation will become more and more serious over time. He wants to give her a stable and normal life, and wants to walk on the road with her. Without worrying about those nasty dragons, you must get more powerful.

Thinking of her, Mr. Long's cold, ice-like expression also eased down a bit. This battle with the Kraken consumes some of his physical strength and consciousness. In addition, the training injury originally required some time to repair, And his wife's condition was also very poor at that time, so he thought of building a small house on the island, and then took a break before leaving.

but......

Mr. Long raised his head and looked at the clouds gradually stained with gold. The ears were stained with a touch of temperature, and his wife broke through.

Those immortals and light points like vitality relieved the pain he secretly hid.

He moved his heart and changed his mind.

Calculate the time, this time should be the day of the Mermaid Winter Market. From here on, according to his speed, there should also be a leisure court. You can check the news again to determine whether you must go to the Devil Realm.

The future is very uncertain, he may still die.

For death, he had no fear at all.

He even felt that death might be a relief for him.

Although he didn't know why he tried to survive every time he was on the verge of death, at that time, he might only have the instinct to survive.

Now, he was a little scared.

Fear of not seeing her as soon as she opened her eyes, and fearing that she would forget herself.

Mr. Long, who was not in front of Mu Wanwan, was not sweet at all. He probably had never been sweet, and his eyes were full of haze.

He was always so contradictory, wanting her to face danger together with herself, but not willing to hurt her.

Since she came to him, she hasn't stopped struggling, and he has repeatedly felt annoyed.

At least, today, he wants to forget all of this.

In the end, he is selfish. In the end, he still wants to weave a beautiful dream with her.

Some self-deprecating chuckles sounded in the air, and a near murmured whisper came after a while, "Madam."

--When Mu Wanwan saw Mr. Long stepping back in the sun today, he didn't see the familiar bag with food in his hand.

That's right, Mr. Long is a decent dragon who wants to support his family. Every time he goes out to hunt, he will bring the processed ingredients into a clean bag and bring it back.