After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Creating a crack in the abyss is not very easy.

Especially when humans want to create a "access to a fixed location" channel, it will take an exceptionally long time.

In this case, it is three days.

It took three full days before everything was finally set up.

Along with the scarlet light shining from the magic circle drawn by blood, the endless magic of the abyss was drawn from the dark ore, and gathered in the air like a chaotic storm.

The color of the sky became dull and gloomy, as cold as before the storm.

The ground is vibrating.

It was as if something was roaring and struggling deep below the ground, trying to break free.

"Crack—"

An unclear cracking sound rang from under his feet.

There was a look of horror on the faces of the mercenaries, and they subconsciously stepped back, their faces pale.

Only the man in the black robe stood still on the spot, tilted his head slightly, and an unpredictable smile appeared on his face shrouded in shadow.

In front of them, the cracks in the nascent abyss slowly unfolded.

It was a narrow, faint, half-condensed passage that was half-empty from the mainland, and a poisonous gray mist slowly escaped from it.

The mercenaries looked at their leader hesitantly.

And Xu Feng looked at the black-robed man.

The black-robed man said: "Your speed must be as fast as possible."

He stretched out a haggard and thin hand, pointing to the distant crack in the abyss:

"Although the equipment I provided can withstand the poison inside the abyss's crack, this is only in the early stage of the crack's unfolding. When it fully develops, it doesn't work. We only have a short time to act."

Xu Feng turned to look at the mercenaries behind him, his tone was fanatical and extremely provocative:

"When we find that kind of metal, the dragon and the treasure of the dragon belong to us!"

The fear disappeared.

Everyone's eyes radiated extremely excited and wild light, and they raised their weapons, giving out wild agreement and laughter.

"So, move faster!"

Xu Feng shouted.

In the mercenary base.

All mercenaries are under control, every facility is checked, and the staff of the administration are busy shuttled among them.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Wen Yao's interrogation has not yet come out, so during this period of time, they can only wait.

Mu Heng sat in a chair, and the slender boy was held in his arms.

He lowered his head, sniffing the smell in the other's hair.

The guava-flavored shampoo has a light scent, like a very clear forest, clean and refreshing, with a hint of warmth and sweetness.

The space on the ship is limited. It perfectly constructs a narrow and restricted area of ​​activity, creating the possibility of long-term contact and getting along with each other.

And Mu Heng is often very patient at this point.

Like an experienced hunter, approaching his prey silently, compressing the safe area between each other, and invading each other's private space in a calm manner, slowly and patiently, letting the other party familiarize themselves with their own Exist, adapt to your own touch.

Just like now.

The young man squinted his eyes and curled up lazily in his arms, without the slightest precaution, letting him hug and caress softly.

Mu Heng did not wear gloves.

He held the mission report of the bureau in one hand and swept his eyes down, while the other hand was placed on the back of the young man’s neck, rubbing carelessly, touching the cool and delicate flesh and velvety hair of the other party until that A small piece of skin was slightly red when he rubbed it.

Mu Heng looked at his watch, closed the report, and asked softly:

"Hungry?"

Shi An yawned and opened his dim sleepy eyes.

He just fell asleep accidentally.

Since he had absorbed the magic power in the Eye of the Abyss a few days ago, it took a lot of time to sleep and absorb the magic power contained in it.

He doesn't hate Mu Heng's touch, he can even say he likes it.

As a cold-blooded animal, Shi'an felt very comfortable with the temperature of the opponent.

For the dragon, a warm embrace of a human being is simply a perfect nest, not to mention that this human being is also shiny, which is extremely in line with his aesthetics.

more importantly……

As a dragon that has slept for thousands of years, he has always been insensitive to human border issues.

It feels good to be held anyway, and Shi An has never thought about whether this kind of thing is appropriate.

In addition, Mu Heng has been following by his side every step of the way these days, and the three monsters have no chance to sneak out. Although the three of them often make bad ideas, they still have at least some knowledge and understanding of human society. .

And their absence also led to a serious consequence.

That is, Shi An himself was completely unaware that he was being approached and domesticated little by little by this human with ulterior motives.

Hearing Mu Heng's question, Shi An thought for a while and nodded with a "hmm".

His tone was soft, husky with a sleepy tone, as if he was acting coquettishly unconsciously.

The young man's hairy hair rubbed against the tip of Mu Heng's nose, causing a slight itch.

Mu Heng dropped a kiss on the top of the opponent's hair, his voice was quiet, and said:

"Let's go, there is ice cream at noon today."

"Great!"

Shi An's eyes lit up, and the corners of her lips happily curled up: "You are the best!"

Mu Heng lowered his eyes, his long silver-white eyelashes concealed his emotions.

With a smile on his lips, he repeated quietly:

"most?"

Shi'an blinked, and he didn't understand why the other party suddenly repeated these two words: "Huh?"

"Nothing." The smile on Mu Heng's lips deepened slightly: "I just like this name."

He lowered his head and dropped a light kiss on the boy's lips.

Mu Heng perceives with satisfaction that Shi Anzai, who originally resisted the act of kissing, now seems to have fully adapted to this contact method, and even naturally raises his head, revealing the thin white curve from the chin to the neck. He is well-behaved. Let him kiss.

He could feel the scorching hot, crimson desire like magma flowing in his veins.

Shouting about grabbing, destroying, and invading.

But, once again, Mu Heng defeated it, restrained it, and suppressed it.

It's the same countless times before.

So, before the boy could not catch his breath, he slowly let go of the opponent and gently wiped the wet marks on the boy's Yinhong lower lip with his fingertips.

A gloomy joy flashed across the man's eyes.

Look, I'll get used to it.

Take it easy.

It's like a predator unfolding his silk web, watching his prey with warmth and love, waiting for the other to step into a gentle trap little by little, and get entangled in the greasy cobweb little by little, pulling down and unable to escape. The abyss.

Mu Heng rubbed the boy's neck, earlobes, and cheeks with the fingertips of his other hand, with a deep and gentle voice:

"Let's go, go eat."

After dinner, Wen Yao came to report as usual.

After searching for nothing for two days, she finally brought some useful news to Mu Heng.

It's a pity that the mercenaries who were left in the base seemed not close to the center of power. They didn't know where their boss went, and what they did with most of their subordinates and manpower.

However, at least one of the mercenaries provided them with weak intelligence and clues.

Digging along that clue, especially with the help of Zhuo Fu, Wen Yao and her men quickly found some valuable information.

Before talking about the key points, Wen Yao looked at Shi An who was sitting next to Mu Heng a little hesitantly.

The other party is lowering his head, carefully digging the chocolate ice cream in the cup with a silver spoon.

It's not that she is too suspicious, but that this kind of important information of the bureau shouldn't be discussed in the presence of other people.

However, Mu Heng said casually:

"It's okay, let's talk about it."

With Mu Heng's approval, Wen Yao no longer hesitated, but told the information he knew.

They found a location.

Located on the edge of the Ross District, near the side of the Irvine Snowfield.

Due to the particularity of the location, there is likely to be the location where the mercenaries hide their treasures.

After all, it is not very easy to move and transport such a large amount of treasures quietly from Irvine Zone, so hiding nearby is their best choice.

Shi'an listened with his ears upright, feeling that his mood was gradually becoming uplifted.

However, when Wen Yao was about to talk about the specific address of the location, he was lightly interrupted by Mu Heng:

"Okay, I know."

The specific address cannot be leaked yet, especially it cannot be transmitted to the dragon's ears through Shi'an.

In the unlikely event that Treasure was taken first by the opponent before they arrived, they would make a wedding dress for them. Not only would they lose the opportunity to confront the dragon head-on, but they would also lose a key and important bargaining chip.

Of course, Mu Heng would let Long know the address.

But this timing must be well controlled.

He must guarantee that when the dragon hears the news, blood and death, fire and sword will be waiting for it.

Wen Yao asked tentatively:

"Sir, what shall we do next...?"

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes and ordered: "Prepare to disembark."

Wen Yao: "Yes!"

After receiving the order, she cleanly bowed to Mu Heng, then turned and walked out, preparing to enter the Roth District.

Shi An licked the cool spoon soaked in ice cream and turned to look at Mu Heng:

"Are we leaving the ship next?"

Mu Heng played with the young man's soft hair with his fingertips. Although he felt a little regretful, he nodded his head calmly and said, "Yes."

"Look for the dragon's treasure?" Shi'an asked.

"Yeah." Mu Heng nodded again.

Shi An was excited.

Very good! Next, I'm finally going to find his stolen treasure! !

And according to what Wen Yao said just now, they will go next to the inland of Ross District, close to the location of Iwen Snowfield, and there happens to be the gorge that Shi'an has always wanted to go to.

He squinted slightly, with a hint of joy on his face.

And this was all in full view by Mu Heng.

He leaned over to help Shi'an wipe off the remaining ice cream on his lips, and his eyes showed a cold cobalt blue under the light.

Mu Heng's voice was calm and indifferent, and he couldn't hear too much emotion:

"Are you looking forward to it?"

Shi An nodded unconsciously.

Mu Heng's thin lips bend slightly, and a smile flickers across his lips.

He seldom smiles. Although a smile will soften the lines of his cold lips, it will deepen the almost icy cold breath on his body.

"Me too."