After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Mu Heng lowered his eyes calmly, and continued his movements steadfastly.

From the beginning to the end, it is neither light nor heavy, not rushing nor slow, stroking it along the trend of the scales.

The little dragon grunted twice, slumped softly in his arms, his golden-red eyes were half-squinted, his tail flicked one after another, and he looked so cool as to ascend to the sky.

Wen Yao: "..."

Zhuo Fu: "..."

I can't understand it anymore, really.

They were stuck in the sun like pillars, neither entering nor retreating.

At this moment, in the shadows behind them, two magic puppets slid in silently while pushing chairs, and placed them quietly behind Wen Yao and Zhuo Fu, and then left quietly.

Mu Heng buckled the ancient book in his hand on the table: "Sit down."

The two humans sat down.

"What are you looking for?" Mu Heng asked slowly.

Wen Yao and Zhuo Fu fell into silence:

"..."

Well, this is a good question.

Finally, after a few seconds, Zhuo Fu took a deep breath and looked at the silver-white dragon on Mu Heng's knee. He held his breath slightly, as if he was afraid of waking up, and broke the silence with a cautious tone:

"This, this is... the dragon?"

Although J already knew the answer in his heart, Zhuo Fu couldn't help but want to confirm it repeatedly.

This little silver dragon lying in the arms of human beings and acting like a baby, as exquisite and cute as a hand...

Is it the bio-nuclear bomb that flattened an entire chasm in the abyss that night?

Mu Heng slightly bent his knuckles and scratched the dragon's chin. Xiao Yinlong happily raised his neck and put his head in the opponent's hand.

He gave a quiet "um".

The voice was soft that he didn't even know.

"... Shi, Shi'an?" Zhuo Fu confirmed with extra caution.

Shi An turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, a pair of dragon-like golden and red eyes gleaming in the sun, as beautiful and cruel as a flame.

Even under the scorching sun, Zhuo Fu couldn't help shivering, with an urge to retreat.

The picture of that day flashed subconsciously in his mind.

The vertical pupils burning like **** fire, and the dragon flames rushing from the power of destroying the sky and the earth, rushed to the terrifying heat in front of them.

"Hi."

The slapped dragon shook the tip of its tail and greeted friendly.

Zhuo Fu: "..."

...What's wrong with fruit j?

When Zhuo Fu doubted his life, Wen Yao never said a word.

She watched the person and dragon in front of her very carefully, her eyes narrowed slightly, her body maintained a tight state, and she was always ready to deal with any sudden situation.

After a few seconds of contemplation, Wen Yao looked at Mu Heng and slowly said:

"Sir, the Administration has been trying to contact you recently. What are your plans next?"

Mu Heng tapped the spine of the book with his fingertips, saying:

"Wait."

Wait?

What are you waiting for?

The two of them in front of them were taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at each other, and at the same time saw the doubts in each other's eyes.

Mu Heng caressed the dragon's back unhurriedly, and said, "I will leave it to you for the recent external affairs. Remember to report any abnormalities at any time."

As he was talking, the dragon in his arms seemed to think of something suddenly, and suddenly raised his head:

"Oops!"

Wen Yao suddenly shook all over, and subconsciously reached out to reach her waist.

"It's time!"

Shi An screamed, and hurriedly broke free of Mu Heng's palm, flapped his wings, and flew quickly into the room. After he plunged in, he never came out.

Wen Yao's face was a little stiff.

She paused and put her hand back.

Zhuo Fu turned his head to look in the direction where Long Fei entered, a little bit unclear about the current situation:

"This, this is..."

Mu Heng lowered his head and glanced at the watch, and said lightly:

"The drama he chased has been updated."

Zhuo Fu: "..."

Damn, how do you feel that this dragon is happier than him?

He also wants to chase drama during the day! ! !

Wen Yao took a deep look at the place where the dragon disappeared and exhaled:

"Sir, you know that I respect your decision."

The serious female adjutant raised her brows. She looked at Mu Heng, and finally said with difficulty the question she had accumulated in her heart for a long time:

"But with regard to the dragon, I don't understand what exactly you--"

She was interrupted lightly by Mu Heng before she finished her words:

"Sure."

Wen Yao's heart was shocked, and her head dropped under the opponent's line of sight.

"I am solely responsible for the dragon."

The silver-haired man has a gentle voice, but there is a strong sense of oppression faintly:

"You don't have to worry about the rest."

Wen Yao: "...Yes."

Next, Zhuo Fu briefly reported the latest results in the laboratory to Mu Heng.

He handed the report to Mu Heng and said: "The magical components in Shi'an's blood sample are completely different from the dragon flame sample we seized from the mercenary. The molecular structure and any known dragons in the database are correct. On the number."

Mu Heng: "You mean?"

Zhuo Fu took a deep breath and shook his head: "I can't tell, there are too few known information now——"

Unexpectedly, he did not ask Mu Heng for sampling this time.

Zhuo Fu paused, raised his hand and rubbed his messy hair irritably, after j looked at Mu Heng as if determined: "Right, that... remember to help me and say thank you to Shi'an."

Mu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Zhuo Fu's face showed hard-to-see seriousness: "Thank him for his willingness to save me that day."

After the two left, Mu Heng glanced at the report in his hand and left it on the table.

He picked up the ancient book he had just read, turned and walked into the room.

In the room, Shi An has recovered his human form.

He was wearing a loose shirt, sitting cross-legged on the soft carpet, his white face was illuminated by the changing light and shadow, and he was intently watching the huge TV screen not far away.

This room is completely different from three days ago.

The latest game console, the largest TV screen, the most luxurious bed, the softest cushions-I don't know why, he can't refuse any request made by Shi'an.

Before you know it, the room has been crammed so full that it is full of life.

Mu Heng sat down beside Shi An.

Shi An's eyes were still stuck on the TV, but his body leaned forward as if he had no bones, and leaned into the man's arms j and j.

Jingle bells.

The silver chain on the ankle made a crisp sound.

Mu Heng's gaze fell on the young boy's slender and white ankles. He stretched out his hand and caressed Shi'an's soft hair carelessly, and asked: "I haven't asked, what dragon are you?"

Shi An lifted up her dark and thick eyelashes, with changing light and shadow under her eyes:

"you guess?"

"Can't guess."

Shi An was a little disappointed. He protested: "You didn't even guess!"

He rolled over in Mu Heng's arms.

The neckline opened with the movement, revealing a small half of a soft and smooth chest.

However, in the next second, a crimson flame ignited from the bottom of his eyes, and the jet-black eyes were replaced by golden-red vertical pupils. Those eyes seemed to have been ignited since ancient times. They are ancient and primitive, and there is a kind of breath that stops breathing. Of barbaric power.

"Fire dragon, silver dragon, black dragon, rock dragon."

The boy’s voice was as usual, but at the moment it seemed extremely distant: "They are far less powerful than mine."

There seemed to be a kind of magic power in his pupils that could **** people in.

At that moment, Mu Heng felt as if he had been taken back to that dark and terrifying continent thousands of years ago.

Above the non-breeding wasteland, dragons soared above their heads.

"I am the Abyssal Dragon."

And the most powerful and beautiful creature among them leaned over and looked at him:

"Humans once called me the conqueror of the sky and the sea, and the destroyer of flames and fear. From the abyss to the continent, everything that can be covered by shadows is my territory, and everything that can be burned is my slave."

Its whispers echoed across the continent, like a whistling wind.

Or maybe it is some kind of spell from ancient times, with a powerful force that humans can't understand.

"It's almost like that."

The boy blinked, the flames burning under his eyes went out and turned into a clear and innocent black.

He yawned and said in a lazy voice:

"But that was a long time ago."

Shi An thought for a while and complained:

"The mainland at that time was so boring, far worse than it is now, and there is nothing too delicious."

Like now, there are TVs, game consoles, snacks and ice cream.

Although some humans in this world are very annoying, they are much better than the boring and dark years before.

Mu Heng just recovered from the illusion just now.

His chest fluctuated irregularly for a moment, and a pair of azure blue eyes fluctuated with unpredictable emotions.

In the past few days, in addition to accompanying Shi'an, he has been reading the ancient books in the Mu family library.

——About the Mu family, about the dragon.

Even so, the name of the Abyssal Dragon is still very strange to him.

There are only a few, very ancient classics that have mentioned a few sentences, but the subsequent annotations are basically "unknown" and "unknown".

This is a powerful bloodline that has been cut off from ancient times.

Even in the time when the Mu family was active, he had never encountered any abyssal dragon.

Mu Heng took a deep breath, concealing the complex emotions under his eyes. He leaned down, reached for the chain on the boy's ankle, and gently stroked it with his hot fingertips.

This chain is made by alchemy, and the length and weight can be determined by the owner.

In order to reduce the hindrance to Shi'an activities, Mu Heng always keeps its mass to be the lightest and its length to be the longest, allowing unrestricted access in the entire courtyard.

Even though Mu Heng was almost responsive to Shi'an in the past few days, if Shi'an wanted to unlock the chains, he would definitely refuse without hesitation.

Although J Shian said he likes the current state, deep down, Mu Heng doesn't believe it.

He didn't believe that a dragon would take the initiative to stay by his side.

However, apart from Shi'an's question on the first day, he never mentioned it again.

Mu Heng finally knew the reason.

He asked softly:

"This won't lock you up, can it?"

It may be effective against fire dragons, rock dragons, or other types of dragons.

But the dragon of the abyss...

This chain is nothing more than a toy.

Mu Heng heard a mocking sneer in his heart, as if mocking his innocence and arrogance.

Shi'an seemed completely unaware of the complex human emotions before him.

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "My magic power will be limited a little. If I show offensive intentions, I will be scalded. However, if I want to forcefully break free, it's not impossible."

Mu Heng tightened when he heard his own voice: "...you don't want to go?"

"I don't want to." Shi'an shook his head without hesitation: "And..."

Mu Heng stared at him closely: "And?"

Shi'an shook his feet and made a clanging sound, and the silver chain gleamed in the room: "Forcibly breaking free will break it."

Mu Heng was startled.

He heard his heart beating so violently that he couldn't think quietly when it was noisy.

The young man raised his head, his eyes were clear and pure under the changing light behind him.

He blinked and asked in a clean voice:

"But this is a gift you gave me."