{MTL} ✅After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Untitled Part 107

 The chains on the ankles swayed slightly, shining silver in the sunlight, looking more like decorations than shackles.

The shimmering light flashed across the eyes, like a white sharp knife cutting through the darkness.

At that moment, the memories before coma flooded into Shi An's mind like a flood of floodgates.

Forced to return to his real body under the eyes of everyone, the Rost volcano that almost erupted, the abyssal fissure that was nearly mature...

and that almost uncontrollable rage.

Then what?

It seems a little bit out of strength, so fainted?

Shi An: "..."

Wait?

That's not right...

Is there some important plot missing? !

He stared blankly at his anklet, blinking slowly, his brain was like a rusty hinge, making a difficult creaking sound as it turned.

It felt like...

He had just started playing the game, and after taking a nap carefully, he opened his eyes and found the blood red words gameover appeared on the screen.

Shi An tentatively stretched out his hand, grabbed the silver chain on his ankle, and tugged hard.

The chain made clanking metal sounds, but it was exceptionally strong, showing no signs of loosening at all.

Shi An frowned, and his fingertips were covered with a layer of silver-white hard scales, which looked extremely sharp, as if they could cut gold and jade.

The intricate patterns engraved on the silver chain light up slightly.

Shi An let out a "hiss", and withdrew his hand back.

He looked at his fingertips in the sun.

Although there was no obvious skin trauma, a small patch of skin was slightly red.

Obviously, this chain is specially made for the dragon, and it can even restrain his bloodline ability to a certain extent.

——Could it be the people from the Administration Bureau?

But... shouldn't it be?

Logically speaking, as a team led by the dragon slayer, shouldn't the first thing after discovering a dragon be to kill it while it is weak?

You Qi also saw his incarnation with his own eyes, shouldn't he worry about catching the wrong person?

Shi An was confused.

He blinked blankly, at this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, stretched out his hand, lifted the quilt on himself carefully, and glanced inside.

"..."

There was an indescribably complex expression on Shi An's face.

still have a question.

Why are you naked?

The chasm of the abyss is closed.

It seems that the word closed is not very accurate. The most accurate description of the vocabulary should be "bombed".

In the past, even if the Eye of the Abyss disappeared, an irreparable scar would be left on the ground, but this time it was different, the crack disappeared completely, replaced by a huge deep pit, and the surrounding high temperature persisted for days.

But at least this time the abyss species was cleaned up very cleanly.

Regarding the cause of the disaster, the senior management of Ross District did not release any information.

However, at night, the raging flames that almost consumed the entire world can be seen even thousands of meters away.

Some people speculate that the government is experimenting with new lethal weapons, others say that new unknown monsters have been discovered, and there are even some religious conspiracy theories.

Different from the random guesses of the folks, the existence of dragons is no longer a secret to the upper echelons of each district.

So, they started chasing after the administration for an explanation.

It sounds like it is for the safety of the people in each district, but in fact they have their own ulterior motives. No district does not want to get a share of this matter. Even the upper echelons of Aiwen District took the opportunity to take advantage of the troubled waters to get involved, hoping to get rid of it. Squeeze out the Dragon's whereabouts from the Authority, or any clues about it.

Where it had been hiding before.

Strong or not.

Can it be killed.

Is there a weakness...blah blah blah.

The authority's response to each district was the same.

--have no idea.

They are not lying.

It is true that the top management of the Authority does not know the answers to these questions.

What's more, they didn't know that the most elite combat team in the Administration not only witnessed the transformation of the dragon, but also knew the identity of the dragon as a cover in human society.

On this matter, Wen Yao respected the officer's decision and did not report it to the police.

Their subordinates are all well-trained elites, who know very well what to say and what not to say. They have been fighting with Mu Heng for so many years, and their tone is very strict.

Most of them were slightly or severely injured after the battle of the crater, and they are now receiving the full medical insurance service provided by the Authority.

To them, the past few days were like a wild dream

. No one thought that the seemingly gentle and harmless boy would turn out to be a legendary dragon.

This incident is comparable to a nuclear bomb explosion, a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and even thinking about it now makes people feel dazed, almost thinking that everything only exists in their own fantasy.

As for... the fact that their leader hid a dragon, only three people knew about it.

Wen Yao, Zhuo Fu, and Mu Heng himself.

Regarding the dragon matter, Zhuo Fu and Wen Yao disagreed to the left. Although they argued several times, neither of them really convinced the other.

As for Mu Heng...

No one knows what he thinks.

From the day of the crater, their chief had grown more moody and elusive.

No one knows what Mu Heng was thinking when he found out that Shi'an was a giant dragon, and what kind of turbulent waves were hidden under that seemingly calm appearance.

Why did he go to slay the dragon alone, but why did he bring the unconscious dragon back in the end, and what is he going to do next?

Wen Yao and Zhuo Fu didn't know, and they didn't dare to ask.

inside the laboratory.

Zhuo Fu was concentrating on analyzing a drop of dragon blood in his test tube.

The blood drop was round and full, scarlet and viscous, and there seemed to be hidden golden threads in it, and invisible magic power surged in it.

While recording something, he asked Mu Heng about the classics of the Mu family.

Mu Heng sat aside, with a cold tone, and replied concisely.

At this moment, he lowered his eyes, opened his mobile phone and took a look, then stood up suddenly.

Zhuo Fu was taken aback by the other party's sudden movement:

"Why, what's the matter?"

Mu Heng picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair.

His expression is still calm and no clues can be seen, but there seems to be some invisible and dark undercurrent surging in the depths of a pair of blue eyes, and his voice is low: "He is awake." Zhuo Fu was stunned for three seconds before

realizing It was unclear who Mu Heng was talking about, but by the time he realized it, the other party had already strode out hastily, and the slender and tall figure disappeared from his sight.

"..." Zhuo Fu sighed, lowered his head, and continued his research.

After a few seconds, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

...Wait, how did Mu Heng know Shi An woke up so quickly?

Soon, Zhuo Fu remembered the camera that Mu Heng "requisitioned" from him a few days ago, and his expression became more subtle.

It's understandable, but...

I always feel a little perverted, right?

When Mu Heng pushed open the door, Shi An was looking down at the shackles on his feet with a puzzled expression.

The clear sunlight poured down from the window, quietly covering the boy's fair back.

The neck is slender, the back is slender, slightly bent into a flexible and tight arc, the outline of the butterfly bone is clear, sliding under the thin skin, and the spine is deeply sunken into a soft gully, extending gracefully downward until it is submerged in the fabric .

The sunlight slid down like a stream of water and was filled in the boy's waist.

Jingle.

The chains sounded along with his movements, making a crisp and pleasant impact sound.

Mu Heng took a step forward.

When Shi An heard the sound of footsteps, he straightened up abruptly as if in shock, and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

His pupils involuntarily shrank slightly.

...Mu Heng?

Although he already had a premonition in his heart, when he actually saw the other party, Shi An still felt a little strangely surprised.

The silver-haired man stepped forward step by step, a pair of light blue eyes showed the texture of ice that was about to melt under the sun, looked deep and cold, silently, fell heavily on Shi An's body.

When he took a step forward, Shi An subconsciously moved back an inch.

When Mu Heng stood in front of the bed, Shi An's back had already touched the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Mu Heng bent down, and lightly touched the silver chain tied to the foot of the bed with his fingertips.

His long eyelashes drooped, hiding the expression in his eyes.

But for some reason, Shi An just remembered that day, amidst the gunpowder smoke and volcanic ash, holding a blood-stained long sword, his pupils shrunk like needlepoints, and Mu Heng's eyes were cold and terrifying.

He swallowed subconsciously.

As a dragon, he was really seldom afraid of anything, but now...

Shi An is a little timid.

It's not fear, but...

There seems to be an unknown emotion roaring in the other party's eyes, which makes Shi An feel uneasy instinctively.

"Do you like it?" Mu Heng asked in a calm voice.

Shi An blinked, but he didn't expect the other party to ask this question first.

Shouldn't you be questioning things like "you're a dragon" or "you lied to me"?

He was distracted for a moment by accident.

But Mu Heng didn't seem to care about it.

He stretched out his hand and held the chain with his fingertips. The sound of metal clashing sounded in the dead silent room, which made people uncontrollably tense.

"In this world, there are not many things that can lock a dragon."

Mu Heng slowly wound the chain round and round in his palm.

"Most of them are in Mu's house."

Shi An could feel that the long chains under the quilt were being tightened little by little, and the pulling force on the ankles was gradually increasing.

He shrank back subconsciously, but there was a solid wall behind him.

At this moment, he seemed to realize something, and stammered, "Where is this place?"

Mu Heng: "My home."

He calmly raised his eyes, and his extremely cold eyes silently locked on the young man not far away:

"To be precise, the old house of the Mu family."

Shi An was stunned for two seconds.

At this moment, the chain was pulled to the end, and Shi An was startled, feeling himself being pulled outward by a strong force.

He hurriedly tried to escape, but the man's hot and dry hands grasped his slender ankles, easily dragging him over.

Mu Heng held the young man's bare feet with one hand, while bending down unhurriedly.

His silver hair was cold and slid down like a stream, falling on Shi An's body, arousing a little ominous tremor:

"I heard you like silver."

The man's finger bones are long and slender, and the palm of his hand is hot, and the fingertips are slowly touching the boy's ankle. Rubbing and sliding between the chain and the chain, kneading and stroking carelessly.

His movements brought out the crisp sound of metal chains colliding:

"Do you like it?"