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

30

The late autumn night was very cold, and there was no light in the dark room, and it was quiet.

The sound of the heartbeat was very clear. Mr. Long could clearly feel her breath spraying on his chest, but a heart gradually calmed down.

Because Madam contained a trace of Bixingcao fruit with special spiritual power and the intermittent spiritual supplement during this period, Mr. Long had successfully connected three pieces of fragmented pronucleus, and the exercises in the body circulated to resist part of the curse.

At first, if the abyss monsters did not suddenly attack under the condition of his original core broken, maybe he would not fall into such a miserable situation.

However, it may be a lucky thing to lose this time.

The consciousness glanced over the spirit stone placed in the ear, and gently brushed the cheek of Mu Wan, dissipating in the air.

Mr. Long withdrew his consciousness and began to curse inside his body.

The most vicious curse spread from his rotten tail all the way to his limbs, binding his meridians, the whole dragon from bones to the epidermis, except for a small area around the pronuclear debris that is still clean, only the blood of the heart. , Still pure.

For a dragon, the anti-scale is the bottom line, the horn is dignity, the tail is a combat weapon, the pronucleus is the place where energy is stored, and the blood in the heart is the condensate of talent and life.

Taking the blood of the dragon's heart, it can be refined into a precious elixir for longevity and longevity, and it can also be used as a medicine to cultivate the most powerful puppet warrior of the Wu people. The dragon's flesh is also very tonic. Although the blood in other places is not as useful as the blood of the heart, it is also a good medicine material.

As an orphan dragon that could not be perfectly transformed and protected by no one since childhood, Mr. Long had met too many people who wanted to kill him for blood in the first few decades, and he could not remember it.

But of those people, no one has ever succeeded.

Now, he is willing to bear the pain of the cone.

Only now, he needs a little force that can temporarily suppress the curse.

The spirit stone brought back by his wife this time can allow him to temporarily suppress the curse for a few minutes at the cost of a coma for a week.

Without any hesitation, Mr. Long made a decision calmly. The next moment, the middle-grade spirit stone placed on the side of his pillow before Mu Wanwan immediately shrivelled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, with the two lower-grade spirits around him. The stone, too, turned into the spiritual power of 氤氲 and penetrated into his body.

After half a minute, Mr. Long's eyelashes quivered and shook gently. The black and red lines on his cheeks seemed to be alive, with a fierce red awn, and Mr. Long's expression was a bit scary.

He wanted her to see what he looked best, he wanted her to see the shape of other people.

The scales began to show signs of cracking, and the dragon's tail also began to shake unnaturally. Mr. Long's entire dragon began to exude a faint golden light. It was dazzling at night, and it was very uncomfortable to get in a sleeping slumber.

She struggled uncomfortably twice, trying to make her pillow more honest, but before she finished the protest, she felt that her legs and shoulders were sinking and what was pressed on the bed.

Mu Wanwan's dissatisfied slightly opened his eyes, but his eyes were a pair of brilliant golden eyes, like two lights in the dark night, embedded in the narrow eyes, staring straight at her.