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

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The little figure gradually blurred in Mu Wanwan's line of sight, and a dappled warm sun fell from the wall, pulling his shadow very long and long, on the dirty stone road, reflecting the tenderness of Mr. Little Milk Dragon Corner shape.

So, little by little, he ran away.

Like the lanterns hanging on the Moto that are going out,

Never see it again.

Mu Wanwan tried to keep her eyes wide open, and her eyes were dark. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten how she spread her consciousness. She instinctively wanted to hold the dragon shards scattered around her, but she couldn't catch anything.

The sore throat was suppressed, and everything was hot from the cheek to the eye socket. She opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

The dragon horn broke.

She probably lost her dragon.

When this thought appeared, Mu Wanwan pulled her lips subconsciously. She wanted to laugh, but she still remembered--

The dragon was so embarrassed and embarrassed that she hugged her gently in her ear to make sure she was confident.

Mr. Long.

Silly dragon, big stupid dragon.

It is impossible to miss a promise when saying good things.

Okay, how can I miss the appointment?

She touched the aunt's natal flower with half of her hand. Almost immediately, the aunt who had just repelled a Wu clan felt the vital signs belonging to Muwanwan, which were violently fluctuating to collapse.

Aunt Hua turned pale and took two steps back, trying to get to Muwanwan.

But she just stepped back two steps, and she realized that Wu Yao, who had not moved outside the circle, was gone.

The wind and rain sounds and thunder and lightning sounds that were originally roaring because of the fighting of many dragons were much quieter at this moment, and even fewer dragons had been attacking fiercely before.

Uncle Chen also noticed this. The instinct of the strong man clamored for danger. He frowned, quickly protected the aunt Hua who wanted to run to Mu Wanwan, and shouted, "Danger!"

His voice fell, and he responded quickly and made defensive and evasive actions, but it was still a little late.

When the light is lost, it means that a large number of third-order fighters have lost their vision.

Their strength is average, and they have been able to persevere in the fight all night long. They have reached the limit. At this moment, they heard the warning of Uncle Chen in their ears, but they were physically slow.

Aunt Hua had to come to wrap Muwanwan and Mengmeng in half with her natal flowers, and a loud noise exploded in her ears.

"Boom--!"

A huge and brilliant beam of light rose into the sky, striking a fragile edge of the enchantment with a thunderbolt.

Moteng responded quickly, and almost at the moment when the beam of light hit the enchantment, a large amount of vines were covered to resist.

"call out--!"

The shock wave exploded with countless broken branches, like a sword, pierced into the body of a soldier with weak defense.

Jiu Qing's tail swept away the piles of thorny branches and leaves, and the hair on it was bald, with blood on his forehead, which looked miserable.