{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

ch 47

    Shi An: "..."

Isn't that all your fault!

Even if you study dragons, why do you even need to study that aspect! !

You, you humans, have no shame!

Mu Heng fixedly looked at the young man in front of him, and then let go of his hand as if nothing had happened.

He took a step back, turned around and walked forward:

"Follow."

Shi An: "?"

A man not far away stood against the back light, his deep eyebrows were hidden in the shadow of the moon, appearing dull, sterling silver hair Shining in the moonlight: "Your access control time is over, you forgot?"

Shi An: "..."

Oh yes.

inside the room.

Mu Heng took off his coat, loosened his neckline, and took off his gloves.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze resting on his fingertips.

It's really weird.

Through the gloves, the feeling of touching the opponent's skin just now seems to still remain on the fingertips. Instead, because of the layer of soft leather, there is a layer of inexplicable ambiguity. I have to say that just now. At that moment...

he had a strong desire to explore.

Take off the gloves, let the skin of the finger pads fit with the other person's cheeks, and rub the red and delicate skin to see if it is the same as what you imagined.

What's worse is...

the feeling of restlessness that has been suppressed in the depths of the soul since seeing the other party, gradually revealed the ferocious and clear minions over time.

There was an inexplicable and tyrannical desire in his heart.

Like a dark undercurrent, it flows silently in the bottom of my heart.

There was a voice in my heart screaming.

He grabbed the opponent's throat, let the thin white neck break in his palm, let out a dying gasp and whimper, and let the white skin be dyed a more beautiful color with blood.

- to be his trophy and possessions.

Gentleness and bloodlust were two completely different emotions pulling a gladiatorial fight in his heart.

Although Mu Heng forced himself to withdraw his hand and immediately suppressed the fleeting impulse, the grotesque feeling at that moment was still clearly and vividly left in his mind.

Speaking of which, even if a student has access control, as long as he makes a random phone call and tells the person in charge of the dormitory that Shi An came back late due to academic reasons, in his capacity, the person in charge there cannot refuse.

But... when he learned about the access control, Mu Heng's first reaction was to bring people back.

Without any thought at all, it is completely subconscious judgment.

This situation is really wrong.

Mu Heng took out his mobile phone, called Wen Yao, and gave a few concise instructions.

Soon, several S-level tasks were sent.

These quests were all related to the mercenary group they met that day, some were directed to their leaders, some were directed to their previous missions, and more were related to their next whereabouts.

At that time in Aiwen District, except for a few mercenaries who had died, most of the rest were captured by them.

On the leader's corpse, they did get the container to store the flame.

According to Zhuo Fu's identification, it is indeed Long Yan.

However, the only leader has died, and the remaining mercenaries are not high enough. Although they were ordered to come to the canyon, they did not know the source of the news, let alone Longyan.

Old Principal Pei has already started to translate ancient books.

There is no need for him to be more involved.

More importantly... Mu Heng believes that he must leave now.

He was too deeply affected by those inexplicable emotions.

After washing up, Mu Heng flipped through the mission documents that Wen Yao had faxed. It was too early for him, far from the time to rest, but, strangely, a familiar feeling of sleepiness came, which made him look towards him. Pulled in irresistible slumber.

In the half-awake darkness, Mu Heng seemed to vaguely hear a distant voice.

It seemed to be whispering, and it was like a whisper, like it came from ancient times.

Soon, the room fell silent, only the sound of the man's even breathing remained.

The door was pushed open, and the boy sneaked in.

Good, fast asleep.

Shi An was barefoot, with a loose shirt over his body, the long silver-white dragon tail sticking out from the hem of the shirt, swinging one after another behind him.

He stood by the bed, looked down at the man sleeping on the bed, and sighed slowly.

In fact... Shi An is not going to come again for the second time.

Although Mu Heng was shining brightly and his body temperature was very comfortable, Mu Heng's sleeping condition was so bad that he even touched his tail unconsciously.

——At least until Mu Heng was made into an immobile amber, Shi An was not going to sleep with him again!

However, after returning to the room, Shi An tried to feel the remaining dragon slough magic power in his body, and found that after an afternoon, the progress of absorption had improved to a certain extent.

It may be a coincidence once or twice, but certainly not the third time.

Therefore, in order to restore his strength as soon as possible, Shi An thought about it, and finally came over secretly.

Most importantly, he had to get his tail back!

It's so annoying.

No matter what you do, you have to be on the alert all the time, for fear that your tail will bump into something or someone. It's fine for a day or two, but it won't work any more.

In particular, there should be classes in the future. If you don't retract your tail, something big will happen sooner or later.

Shi An took a deep breath and climbed onto the bed cautiously.

In order to prevent what happened last time from happening again, Shi An turned around and went back to his room, carrying another quilt.

Shi An wrapped the sleeping man tightly with the quilt, then got into the quilt next to him, and rolled himself up firmly.

He closed his eyes.

This time, Shi An did not sleep, but lay beside Mu Heng and seriously began to absorb the magic power of the dragon slough.

When Shi An opened his eyes again, the sky was already white with fish belly.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Shi An rarely felt refreshed.

The absorption progress of the dragon slough has reached 60%. Sure enough, he guessed correctly. When he is by Mu Heng's side, the absorption speed will be much faster, and the efficiency will be greatly improved.

He rolled on the bed, and his big silver tail flicked happily behind him, breaking free from the restraints of the quilt.

Shi An sat up, grabbed the tip of his tail in his hand, and closed his eyes.

With the flash of light, the silver dragon's tail finally disappeared.

Shi An opened his eyes and couldn't wait to reach out to touch his tail vertebra.

The skin under the palm is smooth.

He almost cried with joy.

finally! Finally retracted!

He finally doesn't need to worry about his tail getting in the way every time he turns around!

Shi An breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been raised ever since he woke up finally returned to his stomach.

The most urgent crisis was resolved, and Shi An's mind became active again.

He moved forward and looked at the sleeping man through the dim morning light outside the window.

Mu Heng, who had no idea that he had been used as a tool man all night, fell into a deep sleep. His face was slightly sideways, half of his face was immersed in the shadows, his silver-white eyelashes drooped quietly, and his long hair of the same color lost its restraint and spread softly on the pillow. , shimmering in the half-blind morning light.

Shi An buried his head in it and rubbed his cheek.

Cold, soft, like smooth satin, or warm water.

It smelled a clear and distant scent, which reminded Shi An of the ice and snow wasteland that he once spread his wings across.

After tossing enough, he finally sat up.

Shi An thought for a while and stretched out his hand.

His fingertips were covered by the cold light of dragon scales, and the tip of his fingernails shone with a sharp metallic light. He surreptitiously picked up a lock of silver hair, the cold light flashed on his fingertips, and the silver hair fell into his palm.

Shi An took the lock of silver hair, looked left and right, put it in the dark, and put it in the morning light.

I don't know why, although the same silver light shines, it just feels like something is wrong, it seems that something is missing, but Shi An can't say why.

"..."

He stared at the silver hair in his palm, lost in thought.

Is it more related to people than color?

Shi An raised his eyes and looked at Mu Heng, who was sleeping.

The moment his eyes touched the other side, he felt his dragon's natural radar sounded accurately and unmistakably, and the familiar desire to plunder and collect began to haunt him, and he was eager to move in his heart - he really wanted to snatch him home and turn him into a specimen, Always keep it by your paws.

However, when Ann lowered her head and looked at the silver hair in her hands, that strong desire immediately faded away.

Sure enough, the main reason is this human being.

At this time, Shi An suddenly discovered that before he knew it, most of his body had already reached over, and he was lying on the man's chest.

The other party's quilt spread out in the action just now, revealing the cold white skin, the clear-cut collarbone and the graceful and smooth muscle lines were half hidden under the open collar.

Although the distance is not too close, he can still clearly feel the heat radiating from the skin.

Shi An tentatively put his finger on it.

His body temperature is already low, and the other person's chest is a little hot to him. With the rhythm of breathing, he can feel the strong beating of his heart in his chest.

It feels really novel.

Shi An put the palm of his hand in the past, slowly moved up curiously, and his fingertips landed on the other's neck.

Under the thin skin, you can feel the clear protrusion of the throat bone, move your fingertips slowly along the Adam's apple to one side, you can feel the arteries, the warm blood is flowing in the blood vessels, and the pulse is beating.

The boy's fingertips touched the fatal position lightly.

With a single stroke...

the strongest human being will be killed on the spot.

Shi An lowered his eyes, under the long black eyelashes, the dark eyes had turned into red vertical pupils, like a raging fire burning in the dark, with inhuman evil and greed.

Seemingly aware of the imminent danger, the man's sharp eyebrows were slightly raised in his sleep, his eyes rolled under his eyelids, and he seemed to struggle under the control of the spell, trying to get rid of the control of his sleep.

Shi An was a little surprised.

As the founder, he is very aware of the power of his spell, and even he himself can sleep for a hundred years under the effect of this spell, and a mere human being can really perceive danger in his sleep, and even try to communicate with the devil. He did not expect to fight against the curse.

But he won't do it.

Shi An released his hand lightly and lay back on the man again.

The boy's face is fair and well-behaved.

He rubbed the other person's hot neck intimately, like a sticky cat. He rolled up a lock of hair with his slender fingers and played with it in an innocent and harmless manner. With a kind of pure affection, watching intently and cherishingly the sleeping human being in front of

you Rest assured, I will never hurt you, baby.

- You are my most precious collection.