After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

regret.

Now I really regret it.

Shi An collapsed on the hotel bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

He has forgotten how he came back here yesterday.

Probably it was brought back by Mu Heng.

Today is definitely the darkest day since he became a human being.

It really hurts.

After the effect of adrenaline disappears, what is left seems to be endless exhaustion and...

pain.

It's not the sharp sting of injury, this kind of pain is more prolonged and lasting.

A slight movement of the fingers will involve the muscles, and the muscles, bones and flesh all over the body are wailing overloaded.

The previous memories were too fragmented and chaotic. The struggles and embraces between light and shadows, the scorching gasps and whimpers, the sense of pleasure that the senses can bear has its limits, and the desire that is so powerful that it can almost drown people almost made him feel panicked and panicked. fear.

At first I refused, and then I started asking for...

——Things are also out of control from this moment.

"..."

Shi An slowly closed his eyes, sadly no longer remembering.

...I regret it.

I really regret it.

Those three monsters are right, human beings are really a mean and shameless race... and they are really good at lying!

At this moment, there was the sound of the door being pushed open.

Shi An shuddered subconsciously, and instinctively changed back to the form of a dragon.

But the action was so great that he couldn't help but screamed, and fell on the bed with a trembling trembling force of physiological tears.

Mu Heng's heart was tense, and he hurried forward.

I saw a small bulge protruding under the quilt on the huge bed, half of the tail of the little silver dragon was exposed, and he had not had time to retract.

While he was relieved, he wanted to laugh a little.

Mu Heng put the tray on the bedside table next to him, sat down on the edge of the bed, then reached out and poked the small silver-white tail tip.

The tip of his tail trembled, and then he was pulled back into the quilt at the fastest speed.

There was a faint "Woo" from the drum bag again, and Mu Heng laughed:

"Woke up?"

"..."

There was no reply in the quilt.

"Still hurting?"

"..."

The quilt is still quiet.

"Are you hungry?" Mu Heng continued to patiently ask the third question.

The little drum bag moved, and then, the little silver dragon carefully poked out the small half of his head, a pair of gold and red vertical pupils were dimly lit, and he looked at the human in front of him vigilantly.

"You liar," he complained.

Mu Heng raised his eyebrows: "Where did I lie to you?"

"You, what do you say... you will follow all my instructions..."

Xiao Yinlong said more and more wronged:

"All my requests will be fulfilled..."

Mu Heng nodded calmly: "Yes."

He leaned down slightly, raised his hand to pull the obstructive silver hair behind his ears, his blue eyes drooping slightly, his expression was pleasant, his thin lips raised slightly, and a smile appeared: "I did it, right?"

Shi An: "..."

Pooh!

you

You obviously did it selectively! Is this the attitude that possessions should have towards their masters!

"Come out and eat."

Mu Heng laughed, his voice soft: "Your estrus period is not over yet, you need to replenish your energy."

The little drum bag under the quilt moved, and there was a young boy's muffled voice:

"ended."

Mu Heng raised his eyebrows:

"But I remember that according to the manual, the stronger the bloodline of the dragon is, the more difficult it is to pass the estrus, and the longer it takes..."

Shi An: "..."

Damn it, that **** book!

He gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, even if it's not over, I don't want your help anymore!"

Mu Heng: "Is it uncomfortable?"

He lowered his eyes, a little confusion in his low voice: "But I remember yesterday..."

"Okay!" Shi An felt his scales burn again, and he shrank his head into the quilt, and hurriedly interrupted the other party's unspoken words.

Mu Heng smiled and closed his mouth obediently.

"..."

Shi An was silent for a while, and then replied in a low voice, "...not uncomfortable..."

"what is that?"

The little silver dragon shrank in the quilt and said babbledly: "...too, it hurts too much."

Mu Heng's voice is still low and calm, revealing a reassuring convincing power:

"It's just because you haven't gotten used to it, just do it a few times."

He leaned over slightly, put his palms gently on Xiaolong's body, and comforted him unhurriedly through the quilt:

"I promise, it's just an exception this time, and it won't happen next time."

The little silver dragon peeked out a little head, a pair of wet red gold round eyes hidden in the shadow and blinked, and asked dubiously:

"……Really?"

Mu Heng nodded without changing his face: "Really."

Shi'an became sleepy again after eating.

After turning back into a human, he yawned, hugged his bag full of treasures, and fell asleep.

The fatigue caused by excessive physical exertion whirled in the body, gripping him tightly like a swamp, pulling him into the darkness.

Shi An felt that he had slept for a long, long time this night, it was as if he had fallen into an ancient long sleep again.

When he woke up again, he felt as if he had been asleep for a century.

Shi An rubbed his eyes in a daze, then stretched out greatly.

Strangely, most of the physical pain has disappeared. Although the faint tingling can still be felt between the muscles and bones, it is better than the previous sharp pain that can't help but grinning. I don't know how much.

He opened his eyes.

The next second, Shi An was stunned.

There is a dark wilderness in front of me.

There is no life, no light, or even the sound of flowing air.

The endless black mist rolled in the air, the virulent poison that had not been diluted was flowing around him, and the cold and sinister aura lingered on the tip of his nose.

Familiar and nostalgic.

This is the abyss, the hometown where he reunited after a long absence.

The inferior imitations made by humans are completely incomparable here.

It is so ancient and dark, and so pure and primitive. Its existence blurs the boundary between life and death. Everything is born from it, and everything will eventually belong to it.

At this moment, at the end of the dark wilderness, several hungry eyes looked over.

——How long has it been, how long has there been no fresh flesh and blood here.

The slender young man stood silently in the darkness. He looked so soft and fragile, incompatible with the cold and sinister dark surroundings.

It was almost like a white feather falling into the mud.

His skin looked so thin, as if it could easily shatter and tear under the sharp claws, dripping warm and sweet blood.

They can smell the human scent remaining on this unexpected visitor.

So fragrant, fragrant, fragrant, fragrant and fragrant——

Hunger and killing intent burned deep in the eyes of the Abyss Seed, and they approached the innocent tribute.

However, in the next second, the boy seemed to perceive something and turned his head and looked in this direction.

His eyes were shining in the darkness, and the pure golden red color flowed in the depths of the eyes, like flames that had been burning from time immemorial.

A darker and more terrifying pressure suddenly struck.

The abyss species suddenly stiffened.

They didn't understand that there was such an alluring breath of blood and food in the youth not far away, but they didn't know why, their souls trembled in fear, screaming in terror and trying to escape.

However, before they could react, violent flames fell from the sky.

The flames are soaring to the sky, and the terrifying heat wave swept the entire wasteland, turning it into a sea of ​​flames in an instant.

The golden red dragon flame roared, lighting up the entire sky, cruel and ruthless like a god, treating all creatures equally.

The Abyss Species let out a scream, feeling their bodies vaporizing and melting in an instant.

The black mist was raging, and strong magical fluctuations escaped everywhere.

Shi An took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

On the white cheeks, the scaly silver-white lines spread.

He could feel the long-lost power pouring into his body.

——A process that needs to be completed **** the mainland, and it only takes a moment in the abyss.

Shi'an could feel that the magic power that was once forcibly deprived is returning, and the blessed race power is running in the blood.

In the next second, a clear dragon chant resounded through the abyss, and an invisible sense of oppression spread around him.

The strong vibration spread, and the howling of the abyss resounded in all directions.

The entire abyss was awakened, celebrating his return.

The poisonous mist in the air surged, bringing strong waves of magical power, and darkness entwined and leaped around him happily, fawningly close to Shi'an's palm.

He is the favor of the abyss.

As long as he wants to, he is the undisputed king here.

But the next second, Wang opened his eyes, and an extremely dazed expression flashed across his eyes.

and many more……

So what happened?

Did he miss something?

Why did he come back as soon as he opened his eyes? ? ?

The room seemed to have experienced a terrorist attack.

The broken velvet was slowly flying in the air, and everything in the room was destroyed, leaving only the mess on the ground like a tornado passing by.

The silver-haired man slowly pushed open the broken door and walked in slowly.

He came up slowly, step by step, and stood still in the middle of the room.

A black-red magic circle appeared on the ground in the center of the room. It seemed to rise from below the ground, and the residual heat was released from it, as if it was still burning slowly.

The man lowered his eyes, his face was cold and pale, with no extra expression on his face.

The lip line is straight, like a lifeless marble, all emotions are hidden in it, there is no rage, but it is inexplicably terrible.

The author has something to say: #Go out for five minutes and find that the home was stolen#