After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

There was dead silence in the huge cave, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

The scarlet circle in the center had been destroyed by the burning fire, leaving only a broken and fuzzy pattern.

Shi An looked around, passing indifferently over the charred corpse lying on the ground, and sighed regretfully.

...It's a pity that the cave he used to be was completely unrecognizable by these dirty blood.

The flame's remaining temperature has dissipated, and the temperature in the cave has gradually dropped.

Shi An put his hand to his mouth and gasped, then took out the pink bunny glove belt from his pocket.

According to the information provided by the human just now, his treasure should be on the side of the auction house, and he also told Shi'an all the settings and arrangements of the bureau in the auction house, and now he wants to get his treasure back. , It's easy.

Shi An stood still and thought for a while.

Which way do you get out of the mountain?

One is the road from the time of arrival, from the tunnel to the southern gorge where the exchange meeting is held.

There is another road that he took the last time he came to Aiwen District, through the ruins of the abyss crack, into the outside Aiwen Snow Field.

When it comes to temperature, the first one is definitely better.

The last time I arrived at Ai Wenxue, it was already heinously cold. Now that the mountain has been closed for more than three months, Shi'an couldn't imagine how cold it was outside this time.

but……

If the previous mercenary is right, they have sent someone to block the entire canyon, and the number of people arranged outside is twenty times as many as in the cave, and there are other college students who may recognize him. Conflict, it's embarrassing to be seen...

And transportation is also a problem.

Shi An looked reluctantly in the direction of the second road.

Sure enough... I still have to experience the severe cold again.

He stepped over the corpse on the ground, climbed over the gravel with difficulty, and walked out of the cave following the route in his memory.

Soon, Shi An stood on the frozen ground of Iwen Snowfield.

The sky here is more gloomy than the southern gorge. The white snow is all over the sky, all sides are gray and white, and the edge is completely invisible. The air seems to be frozen, as if forgotten by the whole world, quiet and terrible.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah so cold! !

Shi An screamed in his heart.

He shuddered and shrank into the cotton coat, regretting that he was too cruel to start just now-how could he burn the cotton coat on the mercenary together? At least take it off first, it's too wasteful.

Shi An's nose was red from the cold, and the warm white air he exhaled seemed to be frosted.

He walked two steps deep in the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow. Then, he closed his eyes, and a trace of magic power was drawn from his body, woven into a large net, leaning in all directions, making a silent call.

Finally, a huge familiar outline appeared on the white horizon not far away.

The tall skeleton horse's figure gradually became clear, the heavy four hoofs slammed on the ground, splashed with snow foam, the faint blue flame burned in the black hole's eye socket, and looked towards Shi'an.

Very good, in this case, the means of transportation will be available.

Shi An reached out and broke a rib off the skeleton horse.

Okay, there are torches too.

Skeleton Horse: "..."

Devil: "..."

Black smoke: "..."

You really are the devil.

Shi An lit a torch, climbed onto the skeleton horse's back, and patted its head with his hands: "Just send me out of the mountain."

The skeleton horse uttered a neigh, slumped down suddenly, and its speed suddenly increased. If Shi'an didn't hug the skeleton horse's neck in time, it might be directly blown down by the swift cold wind.

Shi An stabilized his figure and patted the skeleton horse under him with great relief:

"Wow, I didn't expect you to take my orders so seriously, so behave."

Devil: "..."

In fact, it really wants to send you the evil star away.

The skeleton horse is very suitable for running in the snow. It is not afraid of cold, tired, or afraid of high gravel slopes. It is simply the most efficient means of transportation.

The scenery next to him retreated quickly, the cold wind howled, mixed with snowflakes, like a sharp blade of ice cold.

If Shi'an's torch wasn't the dragon flame burning, it would have been extinguished long ago.

Suddenly, the skeleton horse's pace suddenly slowed down.

It smashed the ground with its front hoofs a little restlessly, and it slapped its nose, looking very restless.

Shi An was taken aback, raised his head from the curled up state, and looked not far away.

Eh? Human smell?

A team of more than 20 mercenaries entered from the canyon.

"Why did the above suddenly ask us to support? Or from this ghost place? Is there something wrong in the cave?"

"I don't know, I can't get in touch anymore."

The man was taken aback: "But the people we arranged outside..."

"It's Mu Heng."

Another mercenary interrupted abruptly. He gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know what's going on, the news seems to have been leaked. This guy directly broke through from the front of the southern gorge and wiped out most of our main force."

"Furthermore, according to the information given by our brother at the auction house, Mu Heng seems to be injured... still fatal."

He spit, and cursed fiercely:

"Fuck, that monster."

The others were surprised, a little unbelievable: "What?"

In this case, they broke through frontally, even gained the upper hand, and wiped out most of their main force?

--How can this be?

The mercenary cracked a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiled: "However, this is a great time for us."

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him, understand?"

He wiped the tip of his nose and continued: "The support from the administration has been dragged down by us. Now it means that Mu Heng went into the enemy camp alone with the wounds. He wanted to get rid of him completely, nothing more than now. A good opportunity...There are also additional staff on the southern canyon, and we are responsible for weaving forward from here, attacking on both sides."

His eyes were gloomy, and he slowly said, "This time, Mu Heng must die."

In the past, they did not dare to confront this human being with the strongest ability head-on, but this time it was different.

Not only was Mu Heng injured, but he had also fought with the front team.

Maybe this is their only chance.

At this moment, there were a few heavy footsteps in front of him.

A huge skeleton horse slowly emerged from the blizzard ahead.

"alert!!"

The mercenary group poses on alert

They have heard that there is a very difficult undead species on the way into the mountain.

When the skeleton horse came closer, all the mercenaries were stunned.

and many more……

Why, there is a man sitting on the back of this undead species?

what happened? ? ?

I saw a tightly wrapped human sitting on the spine of a skeleton horse. The pink rabbit fluffy earmuffs and scarf were particularly conspicuous in the vast blizzard. He held a backpack lit ribs in his hand. Most of his face was hidden in the scarf, but his voice sounded very young.

Just listen to the other party's muffled voice:

"Hello, robbery."

Mercenary: "..."? ? ?

Ten minutes later, Shi An stood beside a scorched corpse.

Daxue was still quietly underground, a thick pile of cotton clothes piled up into a hill beside him.

Devil: "..."

Worthy of being a giant dragon, he is so skilled in killing people and arson.

Shi An found two pieces of cotton-padded clothes that looked cleaner and put them on him, and then lit the remaining clothes with Dragon Flame.

The fire raged up in the snow, releasing warm heat and dispelling the cold air.

He sniffed and looked towards the exit of the canyon not far away.

As long as he advances for more than ten minutes in the direction he can, he will be able to leave the Aiwen Snowfield. After leaving the snowfield, he can go to the auction house. The long-lost treasure is waiting for him in the underground warehouse of the auction house. Shi'an now knows the layout of the bureau in the auction house, and more importantly, according to the information provided by the mercenaries just now, Mu Heng is not in the auction house now.

The only person who has the ability to stop himself has left his post and wants to regain his treasure. There is no better time than now.

"..."

Shi settled down, turned his head slowly, and looked in the direction where he came.

The wind and snow had already covered the way home, the snowy ground was smooth, there was no trace of the arrival at all, and the distant scenery could not be seen clearly.

There was a rare hesitation in the boy's dark eyes.

Outside the tunnel.

The blood was sprinkled on the snow, and the heat had not been extinguished by the severe cold.

The corpse kept his eyes open, looking savage, his body still maintained an offensive posture during his lifetime.

The broken limbs and meat were condensed in the white frost and snow, demonstrating the extremely cruel killing methods of the people who started them.

The snow in the sky fell quietly, and a layer of cold and clean white snow covered the debris on the ground.

There was dead silence in the valley.

No one is alive.

Inside the tunnel.

Mu Heng walked forward unhurriedly, his pace was still steady, but when he turned a corner, he still stretched out his hand to support the wall.

The dark cloak on his body has been soaked with blood. The enemy's blood and his own blood are mixed together and are not clearly distinguished. They were all frozen into black-red ice dregs by the low temperature of Ivan Snowfield, and the hard floor was formed into one piece.

The originally high bundle of silver hair spread out during the battle, and several strands of hair were soaked in blood and draped over his shoulders.

The long sword condensed by magic in his hand is still bright and white, and it is completely impossible to see how many throats have been kissed or how much blood has been drunk.

Mu Heng's brows frowned slightly, and his pale blue eyes were half-squinted under his long silver eyelashes.

He let go of his hand holding the wall, his back straightened, and he continued to walk into the depths of the tunnel.

A few steps forward, his eyes widened immediately.

Mu Heng's pupils suddenly shrank.

The cave appeared in horror before his eyes, the scorched corpse, the molten rock, and the ground like a scorching fire.

Although the flame had gone out and disappeared, it was absolutely impossible for Mu Heng to admit this trace.

The dragon...has been here.

He took a few steps forward slowly.

I saw a magic circle drawn by scarlet blood faintly remaining on the dirty black ground.

Mu Heng lowered his head, his eyes were deep and dark.

Ah, it seems that the living sacrifice has been completed.

No wonder he hasn't seen any students along the way.

That……

The boy who acted like a baby to him, pretended to be pitiful, just to eat one more ice cream...

The man staggered, and if he wasn't holding it with a long sword, he would almost fall to the ground.

The heart that I had been holding was suspended by the thin thread. At this moment, the thread was broken, but the heart couldn't fall down. It was hanging empty in the air, cold and empty. It didn't feel much pain, but it just didn't really make sense.

Mu Heng's arms trembled slightly because of the force, his knuckles gripped the hilt tightly, making a clucking sound.

He wanted to prop up his body, but the energy in his body was lost greatly.

Mu Heng lowered his head and glanced at his chest.

The magic power that has been blocking the wound since just now is losing, and the warm blood slowly soaks outwards, gradually moistening the clothes.

He knows how heavy his hand will be.

Through, fatal wounds.

Mu Heng blinked slowly, his vision slowly dimmed and blurred, as if the world was spinning.

Come in in this state...

...Sure enough, it was too reluctant.

Before the light was swallowed by the darkness, he vaguely saw a vague figure appearing not far away.

who is it?

But his sight seemed to be shrouded in a foggy gray curtain, and he couldn't see clearly through this curtain.

Mu Heng felt the darkness hit, and dragged him down into the abyss.

He lost the last trace of strength, and the long sword in his palm shattered into light spots and disappeared.

——Before he fell, a pair of hands in pink plush gloves stretched out and supported him.