{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

CH 37

    [Most giant dragons will experience one to three molting periods in their lifetime, and after a short period of weakness, their strength will increase substantially. longer.

After long-term research and observation, the fire dragon's skin-changing period is twice, the black dragon is once, and the rock dragon is once...

There is no data for the abyss dragon.

——Excerpt from Mu Family Notes]

Shi An stared at the huge pitch-black dragon in front of him and fell into contemplation.

Since breaking the shell, he has never seen other abyss dragons other than himself.

Therefore, Shi An doesn't know how many times the abyss dragon should molt to reach the peak of its strength. Most dragons molt at most three times. In addition, after molting three times, he has entered a stable period of strength that lasts for 10,000 years. So he always thought that he, like other dragons, only shed his skin three times.

So, during the 50,000 years when he slept, was he actually shedding his skin?

Shi An seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly looked down at his palm.

In the distance, a thin light of snow fell in.

The slender palm is opened, and a silver-white film slowly floats from the fingertips to the palm, and the tiny and delicate scales reflect the slight glow of metallic texture.

Could it be that...

this is actually not the fading caused by insufficient strength, but the scales that grow back after he sheds his skin?

The reason why Human Shi'an's call was successful was actually because he accidentally encountered his fourth molting period?

That's why he was trapped in this human form when he was weak.

Shi An blinked.

Although he has never experienced such a long and strange molting period, but... this time there should be something similar to the previous one, right?

Just like-

Shi An slowly leaned forward, opened his mouth carefully, and grabbed a corner of his scales.

What a shame!

Shi An frowned and spit it out, a look of disappointment on his face.

what! So the sloughed skin is actually not edible!

I used to be able to eat it every time!

There was a clanging sound of a sharp weapon hitting the rock wall from behind, and the huge impact caused by the fluctuation of magic power reverberated in the cave, becoming more and more clear.

Although the hardness of the rock wall is indeed extraordinary, under the continuous high-intensity attack, I am afraid it will not last long.

Shi An sighed.

time to go.

He raised his palm covered with new scales, and finally patted the head of the dragon slough in front of him with nostalgia.

——But it slammed into the air.

Eh?

Shi An was stunned and looked up.

The huge, pitch-black dragon body as high as a hill seemed to fade, turning into light spots from bottom to top, reverberating in the huge pitch-black cave, like a bright whirlwind, rushing towards Shi An.

The spot of light poured into the boy's slender chest and disappeared in an instant.

"Boom!"

A huge vibration resounded through the mountains, and the solid rock that blocked the passage was violently destroyed and burst open.

Sharp rubble rustled down, and dust flew in all directions.

After the collapsed rock wall, the man's cold and solemn face was revealed.

Mu Heng's brows were cold and deep, his long silver hair was blown up by the strong wind, and his killing intent that was as cold as a blade did not restrain.

Not far behind the man, Wen Yao raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and coughed amidst the dust and rubble flying in the sky.

Across the dying dust, she looked eagerly towards the other side of the passage.

The cave in the distance was dark and empty.

The rocks above were cracked, revealing a pale gray sky, and there was no snow below.

Wait, the dragon... where did the dragon go?

Wen Yao was stunned.

She took a step forward subconsciously and looked closely at the past.

The cave is already empty, and in the center of the cave, the huge dragon's stature has disappeared, replaced by a human figure.

I saw that in the most central place, there was a boy lying on his back.

He lay there quietly, covered with a thin layer of snow.

Wen Yao was startled.

That was...

At this moment, a gust of wind swept past her ears, she turned her head in astonishment, only to find that Mu Heng quickened her pace without warning.

The man walked like the wind, and the hem of the clothes behind him lifted up, drawing a sharp arc.

But in Wen Yao's stunned effort, the other party walked in front of the young man.

Mu Heng stopped and squatted down.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes that could not see his emotions fell on Shi An.

The boy's body was slightly curled, his hair was disheveled, his whole body was buried in a deep shadow, his pale skin almost melted with the thin snow on his body.

Second time.

If it could be explained by coincidence for the first time, but now, Mu Heng couldn't deny that they seemed to be firmly bound by some kind of hidden thread.

Somewhere, an invisible, irresistible magnetic force pulled them together.

It was as if fate lay in his ears, whispering quietly in a language that humans could not understand.

Mu Heng leaned down, and with his fingertips, brushed the boy's hair away from his eyes.

The slight breath fell on his gloves, leaving behind a layer of light white mist. Although there was a layer of cloth specially made for battle, Mu Heng still seemed to be able to feel the itch that seemed both real and illusory. The thick gloves quietly rested on the skin, causing a hidden irritability in his heart.

Zhuo Fu's explanation flashed subconsciously in Mu Heng's mind.

...a princess?

Dragons and princesses are there.

What is his role in this role play?

An absurd answer emerges.

Mu Heng felt that his heart was in a mess.

At this time, Wen Yao's cautious voice came from behind: "Sir, what are your next orders?"

Mu Heng immediately came back to his senses.

As if to hide something, he stood up abruptly, immediately pulled back, and stood half a meter away, as if the unconscious young man in front of him was some kind of dangerous beast.

"Dragon should be no longer nearby. Let the technical members waiting outside come in and search the entire cave carefully without letting go of any information." The

man has returned to his previous indifference and ability, and all emotional fluctuations have been deeply affected. Hidden deep under that inhumane cold exterior, he calmly and rationally ordered,

"Contact the headquarters, we need support here."

Wen Yao: "Yes!"

She turned around, but before she took a few steps, she turned again. He turned back and asked, "Sir, do I need to contact the medical team stationed in the camp?"

Mu Heng looked down at the young man in front of him subconsciously, then quickly withdrew his gaze:

"Well, let's do it."

Wen Yao hesitated for a few seconds, and finally said hesitantly, "That... sir, the stretcher is here. Come and estimate for a while, should we move Shi An away from there?" The

ground was full of melted snow, which had already soaked Shi An's clothes in half.

The temperature here is extremely low, the sky is freezing cold, and the melted snow is freezing at a very fast speed-because of the low temperature, his face is pale and blue, and there is no blood on his lips, and he seems to be still shivering.

Wen Yao had a good impression of this handsome, well-behaved, and polite young man. Seeing him like this, she couldn't bear it.

She looked at Mu Heng, and when she came into contact with the cold and tense face of the other party, she seemed to suddenly realize something and explained,

"I understand that you don't want to have too much physical contact with people. I'll come to this matter..."

Unexpectedly, Mu Heng almost didn't think about it, and interrupted her directly:

"No, you still have tasks."

Wen Yao was stunned.

Although she does have a mission, but... it won't take a few minutes, right?

Although Wen Yao was full of doubts, since Mu Heng had already spoken, she couldn't say anything, so she hurriedly turned around and left after giving her a salute.

After all, Wen Yao believed that no matter what, the officer would not let the victim lie in ice water at a low temperature of minus nearly Baidu. He should have ordered others to do it after she left.

Mu Heng retracted his gaze.

He stared at the young man in front of him for a few seconds, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he took a few steps forward, shortened the distance he had just opened, and then bent down and reached out to hug him.

In his sleep, Shi An felt the warmth emanating from his body, and he shrank towards Mu Heng's arms.

He arched his hairy head over the man's chest, as if trying to rub himself into the other's clothes.

Mu Heng's body stiffened slightly.

——He couldn't help but remember the last time he found Shi An who was also unconscious in the cave.

At that time, the other party was also like this, as if afraid of the cold, he crawled into his arms.

The only difference is that at that time, the other party had almost only a wisp of strands on his body.

Although separated by the gloves and his coat, he could still vaguely feel the soft and supple texture of the boy's waist. For him, who didn't like physical contact, it was as hot as a stove.

However, since there was only him around at that time, Mu Heng couldn't leave the opponent alone in that dangerous area, so he had to take Shi An out as quickly as possible.

This time is obviously much better than last time.

At least Shi An was wearing a thick cold suit that could completely cover his whole body, wrapped himself into a ball, and was full when he was in his arms.

Moreover, as long as he wants, he can directly let others take over, or simply find a drier place to put him down.

But for some unknown reason, Mu Heng felt that he was more upset now than last time.

The boy in his arms was shaking.

Although the clothes are thick, the unconscious tremors of the slender limbs are clearly transmitted, like some kind of small animal with wet fur, subconsciously burrowing into the arms of people, tremblingly relying on instinct to absorb warmth.

Mu Heng lowered his eyes and looked into his arms.

During his brief distraction, Shi An seemed to have finally found the most suitable position.

He curled up his whole body and nestled in comfortably, almost using his tail to wrap around the other's waist.

Although he was still bloodless and his lips were pale, his frowning brows finally loosened a little.

Half of his face was buried in his clothes, revealing only his smooth jaw and beautifully shaped lips, his eyelashes closed, looking like some kind of fragile art.

Mu Heng's eyes paused slightly.

Inexplicably, Zhuo Fu didn't have a good joke ringing in his ears again.

The kindness of saving lives cannot be repaid, when...?