{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

ch 43

   Mu Heng frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

The sky outside the window is already bright, the sun is dazzling, and it brings a kind of pain that seems to be real.

Mu Heng was slightly startled, and it took a few seconds to realize where he was.

He sat up and glanced across the clock on the table.

Pale green numbers flickered against the dark background.

10:45

Mu Heng raised his hand and pressed his forehead, which was a little unbelievable for a while.

Yesterday he actually... fell asleep while reading the documents? Still sleeping so late?

Since he can remember, Mu Heng has never slept so deeply. Even when he is resting, he is still alert. As long as he sleeps enough for the most basic sleep time, he will wake up naturally, and this kind of situation has almost never happened today. .

Mu Heng vaguely remembered the fragment in the dream.

He dreamed of dragons.

The huge black dragon looked down at him, a pair of red-gold vertical pupils were like a dark fire ignited at the bottom of the abyss, and the pitch-black dragon scales shone in the darkness.

Mu Heng knew its power.

The dragon's flame that spews can melt rocks and burn humans to powder.

The dragon in the dark looked so majestic and terrifying, with a deadly beauty that seemed to take one's breath away.

They looked at each other in an eternal silence.

The dragon moved.

It stretched out its long tail and wrapped Mu Heng's waist with the tip of its thin tail.

It blinked its golden red eyes, lowered its head, and rubbed Mu Heng with its kiss.

Mu Heng was stunned.

He subconsciously reached out and pressed the dragon's tail that was curling up on him.

The touch of the dragon scales is so real, cold and hard, and the edges of the scales are sharp, making him almost have the illusion of being scratched.

However, a little further up, it is much softer than imagined?

It's almost like human skin.

The dragon's tail shuddered, as if it wanted to retreat.

However, the ghosts and gods made a mess, but Mu Heng tightened his palms and firmly grabbed the tip of the opponent's tail.

The giant dragon didn't seem to think that, it froze and looked down at him blankly.

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes and looked back steadily.

- Don't try to run.

What a strange dream.

Mu Heng frowned and waved away the remaining images in his mind.

He got out of bed, bent down and picked up the documents scattered on the ground one by one, frowning slightly.

Is your sleeping position so bad?

Shi An was late for the first day of school.

Although Mu Heng apologized solemnly to him, Shi An was not too angry because he knew very well that it was his fault.

——The curse that he released after sleeping until he woke up naturally, it would be strange if he was not late.

Shi An sat in the co-pilot with his head lowered and yawned slightly.

Mu Heng saw it sharply: "What? Didn't sleep well?"

Shi Anxin shook his head absently: "...No."

He really didn't sleep well.

The temperature of the humanoid pillow is really suitable, the softness and hardness are moderate, it is very comfortable to hold, and it is shiny and very in line with his aesthetics. Overall, Shi'an is very satisfied.

——If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was always touching his tail.

The temperature of the human palm is scorching hot, and the feeling of being branded on the scales is very distinct. It penetrates and spreads along the texture between the scales, with an aggression that cannot be ignored.

Even unconsciously groping upwards.

Shi An never thought that the scales on his tail would be so sensitive.

Every little bit of friction between the dragon scales and the human palms ran through his body like a gust of electricity, causing him to tremble from head to toe to the tip of his tail.

Don't touch it any more...

He blushed and the tips of his ears were hot. He loosened the man's waist a little bit, carefully trying to pull his tail back.

——I, I can't do it if I don't hug it!

As it turns out, no.

Just before Shi An was about to withdraw his tail, the man who had been sleeping suddenly tightened his palms and grabbed his tail firmly.

Shi An's waist softened, and the whole person curled up.

He looked at Mu Heng's face in surprise. In the darkness, the other party's eyes were still tightly closed. He didn't seem to have woken up from the curse, but his slender and hot palms were still tightly gripping his tail. , and even pinched casually.

When Shi An tried to pull a point, he would be pulled back by two points.

In the end, his entire dragon seemed to be fully cooked, even his toes could not be controlled and curled up, his eyes were misty, and he shrank pitifully and buried his face into the pillow.

regret.

Just really regret it.

If he had known it was like this, he would rather sleep by himself...

Shi Anhui's bowels were turning green.

In the end, due to exhaustion of physical strength, he finally fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

The vehicle drove very smoothly, and the humming mechanical operation sound was monotonous and low, and it sounded drowsy.

Shi An yawned again and blinked the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes.

Uncomfortable, want to sleep.

Mu Heng's low voice sounded in the closed compartment:

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Shi An suddenly opened his eyes and straightened his back reflexively: "No, no more!"

Mu Heng glanced at Shi An suspiciously. , It seems that it is not clear why the other party's reaction is suddenly so big.

Shi An stiffly changed the subject: "Well, hasn't the school arrived yet?"

Mu Heng retracted his gaze:

"It's coming."

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle slowly drove into the Academy of Skilled Persons. Since he recognized Mu Heng's vehicle, They were released immediately.

Mu Heng looked down at the information on his mobile phone, drove the car around two corners in the campus, and stopped in front of one of the strange-looking buildings.

Should class be here today?

After Shi An thanked him, he got out of the car and walked towards the building.

A minute later, Shi An slowly turned his head, looked at Mu Heng who had been following him since he got off the car, and asked uncertainly, "That...Are you going here too?"

Mu Heng looked calm Shaking his head: "No, I'm going to find the principal next."

Shi An: "..."

He pointed to the building in front of him doubtfully: "The principal is here?"

Mu Heng shook his head: "Not here."

Shi Ann: "..."

? ? ?

Mu Heng lowered his eyes and stared at the dazed young man in front of him, the fingertips hanging by his side moved slightly.

He suppressed his urge to touch the other person's hair and said calmly, "This time your lateness is my reason, so this time I will accompany you in."

Shi An: "..."

He said dryly: "This, this is really not needed."

Shi An has been in human society for a long time. Although he still lacks some common sense, he still knows how much it is to let Mu Heng show up with him on the first day of school. A striking thing, which is simply contrary to his original intention of wanting to keep a low profile.

Finally, with Shi An's strong insistence, Mu Heng compromised.

He nodded: "Okay."

Shi An breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the strange-shaped building with an empty schoolbag.

Inside the building is a huge independent and wide hall, which is somewhat similar to the training ground of Wang Li's house that he had been to before.

His lateness was not too short, and the first class of the school had clearly begun.

Since all of them are parallel classes this time, this time the entire freshman year will be taught together.

The teacher is a middle-aged man who is not tall. A pair of gray eyes are pressed under the eyebrows of the same color. He looks gloomy. When he is stared at, it always makes people feel cold.

His name is Xu Chengwen, and the courses he teaches are the basics of elementary magic training.

Because of his bad attitude and often maliciously failing students, he is the most unpopular teacher in the entire first grade.

Xu Chengwen saw Shi An sneaking in from behind the training ground with sharp eyes.

He sneered and said in a higher voice, "Look, I'm late for the first day of school. I don't know what kind of genius."

"You, come here." Xu Chengwen pointed to the seat next to him, his face With obvious mockery.

Shi An walked over obediently.

"Yo, let me think about it, isn't this classmate Shi An? I heard that you were famous before you entered school, so you were late on the first day? Huh?"

Xu Chengwen said strangely.

There was a snicker in the group of students below.

No one doesn't know that Shi An is famous because he is a waste without magic power. He has not successfully entered the school for several years in a row. This year, he finally got in.

"Come on, try it."

Xu Chengwen's eyes flashed a trace of ridicule, he bent down, picked up one of the balls, and threw it into Shi An's hands.

This is part of the basic training of primary magic power. The test is magic power. The more magic power is injected, the brighter the ball will be.

He said:

"Since you can be late on the first day, you should be very confident in your level, right?" There

was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Everyone's eyes stayed on Shi An's body, without a trace of kindness in their eyes, waiting to see the joke.

There was even a freshman who had the guts to coax and said, "Teacher, don't embarrass others, this is probably a grip ball in his hands!" The

laughter grew louder.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion sounded in the spacious training room.

Like a clear stop, the entire training room fell silent.

Shi An was also taken aback.

Since he changed back to the dragon shape once, his strength has been a little unstoppable.

But...why are these people responding so much?

Shi An blinked blankly, looked down at the control ball in his hand that was crushed by him, and then turned to look at a group of sluggish students, some of whom didn't quite understand why the room was silent now.

Isn't it a power ball?

The expression on Xu Chengwen's face also froze.

He didn't expect that Shi An didn't inject magic power into the ball at all, but just tightened his fingers and squeezed the ball directly.

The ball didn't even light up, and it was smashed to pieces.

And the big question is, how is that possible?

Although the control ball is used to detect the control of magic power, as a teaching device, it can withstand both magic pressure and physical pressure.

What kind of power is this? !

His brows were furrowed, and he rudely snatched the wreckage of the ball from Shi An's hands. He muttered unwillingly, "There must be something wrong with the equipment..."

At this moment, Xu Chengwen's cell phone rang. Looking at Shi An irritably: "Wait, if I find out what you have done..."

He sneered, then walked aside and answered the phone.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi An secretly moved a few steps, came to Lin Yanming who was standing in the first row, and asked in a low voice,

"Speaking of which, what class is this class?"

Although the class schedule was delivered to him It was inside, but Shi An didn't even look at it, so he stuffed it into his schoolbag.

However, it's such a big venue again, and it's a grip ball...

Shi An thought for a while, and guessed with some uncertainty:

"Physical education class?" Lin Yanming

: "..."

At this moment, Xu Chengwen answered Came back after calling.

His attitude changed drastically, and he said kindly and angrily: "Oh, so you were late to help Chief Mu, what a good boy, why didn't you say it just now?"

He looked at Shi An lovingly: " Come back to the team."

The whole training ground was silent.

"Oh, by the way, Chief Mu asked me to tell you, and give him a call after class, and he will pick you up." Xu Chengwen said kindly.

Time was stunned.

His secretly yawning posture stopped and froze in place.

At the moment of hearing this familiar name, the memory of last night couldn't help recovering.

The tips of Shi An's ears turned red, he shrank back a little unnaturally, and then turned his head fiercely to look at the dragon's tail behind him that had not been retracted until now.

It's all your fault anyway!

And... I will see that human again later... Shi An is even more worried.

As if feeling the master's mood, the big dragon's tail drooped down and swayed listlessly.

——So when will I be able to take it back?

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