{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Untitled Part 89

 Shi An: "...?!"

Mu Heng's fingertips were scorching hot, and with a purely cold sense of inquiry, they landed on him silently.

However, one thing Mu Heng said is correct, as a dragon slayer, his active touch is indeed more conducive to the absorption of magic power.

But as the speed of absorbing magic power accelerated, a strange and weird feeling rose deep in his body.

Shi An curled up subconsciously, trying to shrink herself into a ball.

At this moment, the anxious voice of the monster worm suddenly came from his ear:

"My lord! My lord!"

Shi An blinked, and it took two seconds to realize that the monster worm should be communicating with him in the form of soul.

"The speed of the Administration is faster than we imagined!" Its voice was urgent and urgent: "They have found their way up the mountain now, and they should be at your place in at most 20 minutes!" Shi An started from

chaos Waking up in a state of chaos.

He broke free from Mu Heng's confinement, and tried his best to say in the most calm and majestic voice:

"Human, human, your work is done, our deal is over, you can leave."

"Indeed."

But, out Unexpectedly, Mu Heng did not let go, but tightened his grip instead.

He lowered his eyes, stared at the giant dragon in front of him with deep and dark eyes, and said in a calm voice, "In this case, when we meet next time, we can fight with our lives without any scruples." "At that time

, My sword will no longer break on your scales."

Mu Heng's voice was very soft, as if he was telling an established fact very quietly: "I believe that your claws will no longer tear me apart Stop falling before."

Shi An was taken aback, not understanding what the other party wanted to say.

"So, there is one thing I need to make clear in advance."

Mu Heng squinted his eyes, and suddenly pronounced two familiar syllables lightly:

"——About my friend, Shi An."

Suddenly being called by his name, Shi An An's heart tightened subconsciously, and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Heng.

"Since you have taken him away several times, I believe you should be familiar with this name."

The man had long silver eyelashes hanging down, and his blue eyes were unfathomable:

"He has been involved in this deadly battle It's gone, isn't it?"

The corners of Mu Heng's lips lifted slightly, revealing a shallow smile with hostility: "Dragon is a species that can never reject its own instinct."

His voice gradually lowered: "Coincidentally, Me too."

"So, the next time you take him away, I will cut open your chest, dig out your heart, and dedicate it to my princess." "The deal is complete." After finishing speaking,

Mu

Heng said slowly Let go of your hand:

"——I'm looking forward to our next confrontation."

Shi An's brain was a little chaotic, and he couldn't handle such a huge amount of information for a while.

At this moment, the voice of the magic insect came from his ear: "My lord, my lord, have you come out of the cave yet?"

Shi An came to his senses belatedly.

I want to go.

The giant dragon spread its wings on its back and flew out of the cave above its head.

The moment its figure disappeared into the cave above its head, the spell cast from outside dissipated at that moment.

"Quick! It should be right ahead!"

The noisy voice was mixed with the sound of messy footsteps, approaching the cave on the top of the mountain.

Wen Yao and her subordinates rushed over as fast as possible.

Before approaching the cave, she saw from a distance a familiar figure slowly walking out of the cave.

Wen Yao was both surprised and delighted: "Sir!"

Mu Heng's coat had been torn to pieces, the clothes on his body were still stained with dried blood, and his silver hair was scattered on his shoulders. Wen Yao had never seen such a mess, but, although His face was pale, and the expression on the man's face was still the usual indifference and calm, as if all crises were nothing to fear.

At the moment of seeing each other, that familiar and powerful sense of security finally returned.

Wen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes were almost wet:

"Great, you're fine."

She looked around, frowning with some doubts: "That...long..."

Mu Heng interrupted her lightly:

"Leave With steady and calm steps, he passed Wen Yao and walked down: "Help me

contact Zhuo Fu."

The man narrowed his blue eyes and said,

"He has something to return to me."

Although this A few days are short, but Mu Heng has already made one thing very clear -

without a sword, one cannot slay a dragon.

The whole body of the dragon is covered with indestructible scales, without any weak point, and the reason why it stays in his arms so reassuringly, I am afraid it is also clear, with my current means, it is impossible to hurt it at all .

It was precisely because of this that Mu Heng decided to "cooperate" with Long.

After these few days of living with the dragon, Mu Heng's desire to slay the dragon became more urgent.

This desire is deep and pure, without any love or hate, likes and dislikes.

He just had to have it.

And before this goal is achieved, apart from death, there is nothing that can stop Mu Heng from pursuing.

He took off his coat and threw it away, took a new pair of gloves from Wen Yao, and walked down while efficiently and quickly giving orders and asking about the progress.

At this time, Mu Heng noticed that Wen Yao suddenly stopped walking, showing a demeanor that hesitated to speak.

He frowned, and asked:

"What's the matter?"

Wen Yao took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and said with difficulty:

"Sir, it's because my subordinates are not doing well..."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Shi'an... It has not been found yet."

Mu Heng's expression suddenly condensed.

His voice was extremely sharp, like a sharpened ice blade: "What did you say?"

Because the dragon has been staying with him these days, and Shi An's strength is not bad, Mu Heng always thought that Shi An Ann was out of danger long ago.

Wen Yao's voice was difficult: "I, I started to send a search team on the day when the abyss crack disappeared, and searched the inside of the school. However, the school's area is too large, coupled with insufficient manpower—" "When you are receiving

treatment , I will use all my strength..."

Wen Yao looked at her immediate superior worriedly, and assured her with an extremely serious attitude.

However, Mu Heng didn't seem to hear it.

His face was cold, and he gritted his teeth word by word:

"Call everyone immediately."

Three hours later.

Wen Yao walked towards Mu Heng quickly, her eyes were shining brightly, and her breathing was rapid due to excitement.

She held the phone in her hand, covered the receiver with one hand, and said, "Sir, the person has been found!"

Mu Heng was startled, stood up, and strode over.

After a simple wash, the clothes and gloves on his body were completely new. Except for his pale complexion, Mu Heng looked almost the same as usual.

He took the phone from Wen Yao's hand and put it to his ear.

The old butler's voice came from the microphone: "Sir, are you looking for Shi'an?"

Mu Heng gave a shallow "hmm".

"He has been home for two days, but he may be too tired and has been sleeping." The old housekeeper's old and loud voice came through the microphone: "Do you need me to ask him to answer the phone—"

Mu It was only then that Heng felt his heart let go.

He raised his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, "No need."

"I'll be right there."

Mu Heng hung up the phone and looked at Wen Yao with sullen eyes: "So, for such a long time, you have never thought of going to Shi An's house for a call?"

Wen Yao: "..."

She lowered her head in shame.

In fact, in the past few days, all the members of the administration have focused their most attention on finding Mu Heng. No matter how much Wen Yao has a crush on Shi'an, a missing student is much different from Mu Heng's whereabouts. It's really not worth mentioning - even for Wen Yao herself.

Mu Heng is obviously aware of this too.

He squinted his eyes: "There is no next time."

The phone was thrown into Wen Yao's hands, and the boss's cold voice came from above his head:

"His safety will be your top priority in the future, understand?"

Wen Yao was startled, He nodded blankly.

After finishing speaking, Mu Heng pulled up his overcoat that was draped over the back of the chair, turned around, and hurried out.

Beside the phone, Hei Yan and Mo Chong breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, caught up.

"Are you sure the butler hasn't received a call from the administration these days?" The devil worm asked a little worriedly.

Heiyan: "Are you questioning my ability to detect other people's memory?"

Mosquito: "...just in case!

" The clothes, and then flew back crookedly, and the work of making the alibi was handed over to Hei Yan.

It implanted memories in the butler downstairs, while Shi An went directly upstairs to sleep.

Eyeballs looked upstairs worriedly, and said, "Speaking of which, your lord is fine, right?" "

Yes, what's wrong with your lord? It doesn't seem to be in a good state." The demon insect showed a thoughtful look.

Black Smoke suddenly thought of something, and shouted "Oops".

"Could it be...could it be the potion..."

The monster was surprised: "No way? So fast?"

Hei Yan: "It is reasonable to say that it will not be so fast, but if the magic value is unstable, the effect of the potion will not be good. Stable..."

The monster: "...Fuck! You didn't say it earlier!"

His eyes were blank: "What are you talking about?"

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The old housekeeper who didn't realize it ran to open the door.

The three monsters suddenly fell silent.

The devil asked dryly: "I remember... just now Mu Heng seemed to say on the phone that he will be here soon?" The

silver-haired man stood outside the door with calm eyes and a straight back.

"Sir, you are here." The old butler bowed to let the other party in, with a kind smile on his face: "You don't have to come here yourself..."

Mu Heng shook his head: "I insist."

He raised his head He raised his eyes, glanced at the top of the stairs, and asked, "Shi'an is up there?"

The steward nodded, "Yes."

He sighed,

"I haven't gone downstairs since he came back, I'm worried about him... ...

Mu Heng: "I'll go see him. "

He was ushered into the villa.

Since he already knew the way to Shi'an's room, Mu Heng politely refused the old housekeeper's lead. With a

coat on his arm, he walked up the stairs

. At the end of the distance, the door of Shi An's room was closed tightly.

Mu Heng walked to the door, bent his knuckles and wanted to knock on the door, but at this moment, his brows frowned.

Through the door, a heavy voice could be faintly heard. And panting in pain.

Mu Heng's pupils shrank.

Before he had time to think, the movement on his hand had already happened.

The door was pushed open.

Shi An's room was very dark, the curtains were closed indiscriminately, and the drowsy shadow shrouded There is not much space.

The bed in the dark and the boy under the quilt can be seen vaguely.

"Shi'an? Mu Heng frowned, subconsciously lowered his voice: "Are you okay?" He

closed the door behind his back, and walked towards the bed.

The young man's half face was immersed in the shadows, looking as fine and white as porcelain, and his long and dense eyelashes drooped, trembling tremblingly. As he stared, his eyes narrowed into narrow slits were dripping with water.

Mu Heng sat lightly on the side of the bed, took off his gloves, and touched the sweaty forehead with his fingertips.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Shi An's body trembled the moment he

was touched by the man's dry and warm fingers

. "

Uncomfortable

."

Mu Heng's fingertips paused for a moment.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily, and his voice became a little hoarse:

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

But before he could retract his hand, the young man's slender and cold fingers grabbed it.

Shi An dazedly pressed his face to it.

Unlike the temperature of his fingers, his face was hot and delicate: "...don't go to the hospital."

The boy muttered,

"Touch me."