I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating-Chapter 88
Forty-one Dragons (3)
Mu Wanwan felt a dull pain in her heart. The day was almost over, and he hadn’t eaten anything yet. Speaking of which, in the past two days, he had only eaten a little piece of steamed bun.
Her eyes began to sting a little again. Mu Wanwan couldn’t even muster the strength to get angry, and just dragged her depressed feelings and followed Mister Long, who was in a good mood, back home.
But the sky god was not kind; rain began to fall again when they were halfway along the journey. Bits of hailstones were mixed with the rain, hurting a little when they hit one’s forehead.
Mister Long continued to run, then stopped. Mu Wanwan thought something happened to him and stepped forward worriedly, only to see the fussy dragon cub unbutton his grey cloak, took off the precious cloak that could just barely cover his ears, and wrapped the few wooden boards tightly.
A few small pieces of ice hit his horns and split in half.
Mu Wanwan, “…”
She was very helpless. Following behind him and looking at the increasingly gloomy sky, the feeling of unease in her heart became stronger than ever. She didn’t even bother to observe the terrain and only followed behind him through the increasingly cold rain curtain, slowly getting closer and closer to his home.
When passing through the twists and turns of the alleys, Mu Wanwan’s heart skipped a beat. In the sewage, the two-headed snake that had frightened her before was now a snake corpse, floating on the water, a stinking mass.
The feeling of unease in her heart became more and more intense. Mu Wanwan glanced instinctively at Mister Long. His fine bangs were soaked with rain, coiling flatly on his forehead, and his lips were pressed tightly. He seemed to have no expression, but the movements of his feet had quickened.
Mu Wanwan also didn’t bother about the suffocating sensation of having her calves submerged in dirty water. She had gotten used to it these days. She only sped up and began to run, but despite running at the speed Mister Long was at before, she still failed to catch up.
He was probably a little panicked; the soles of his feet had completely turned into claws, and every time he jumped, he carved deep marks in the wall.
Mu Wanwan couldn’t outrun him. When she finally turned the corner, she was rooted to the spot—
The house, which was still fine when they went out in the morning, was now crumbled into a pile of gravel and stones. Its planks had been torn apart, and the straw was on the dirty ground, covered in mud.
The wooden door was torn open and thrown haphazardly to one side; on it, hung two torn bloody tails— they were the tails of the two-tailed cat.
Mu Wanwan’s tears came down at once, and she felt the world before her was blurred in an instant. She automatically turned to see Mister Long’s expression, but only saw his slightly lowered head, and the hands that had turned into dragon claws were piercing into his palms.
“Ha, and here I was wondering why the mixed-blood had been making himself so dirty lately.” A harsh voice rang out, and Mu Wanwan’s red eyes watched a tall dragon race jump down from the wall.
“So, this is where the jinx’s house is.” A hideous grin flashed on his face. “I usually can’t be bothered with you, but for some reason, this beast keeps running here every few days. It even came back with your blood the other day, causing Lily to quarrel with me!”
The dragon person held a tail-less cat in one hand, and two familiar white eggs in the other, and the sight made Mu Wanwan’s entire body become icy cold almost in an instant.
The cat was dead. Its tails had been cut off, hanging on Mister Long’s door as if in a demonstration of power.
His Big Treasure and Little Treasure, too, were squeezed in his hands. With just a little force…
“Give them back to me…”
Little Mister Long’s palms were covered with blood, and the wooden boards he had worked so hard to bring back fell to the ground, making a dull sound. Staring at the green dragon, his eyes turned golden, and his fangs came out, “Give them back.”
“Give them back!”
“Ah, here you go.” The green dragon held up the dead cat with disgust and threw it into the distance forcefully. He laughed out loud when he saw Mister Long fling himself on the ground to catch it, as if he was admiring his misery.
Mu Wanwan was so angry that she was about to explode. Her heart throbbed painfully, and she didn’t care that she was just a spiritual form right now— she only wanted to go up and smash this green dragon’s head. But she was destined to be helpless. Even before she could pounce on that green dragon, she saw scales emerge all over his body. His mouth opened wide, and right before Mister Long’s frozen gaze, he swallowed Big Treasure and Little Treasure.
“Bah, how yucky. They’ve gone bad.” The green dragon spat a couple of times, and when his eyes caught sight of Mister Long’s expression, he put on an amused smile. “Hey, hey, didn’t they say you’re a jinx? Why does it seem to me that you’re more like a little girl? You’re even crying.”
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