After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

night.

Shi An frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

The air is very quiet, and there is a kind of tension that is on the verge of triggering.

Finally, after a long time, the Demon Insect slowly said: "So, your lord... you didn't succeed?"

Shi An nodded slowly.

"???"

The three monsters in front of them looked at each other.

"Why?" the demon worm asked in confusion.

Shi An: "..."

I want to know too! !

Although the three monsters still couldn't deal with each other, their battle lines were very unified when facing foreign enemies.

The eyeball asked: "Well... how did you propose to keep your distance?"

Shi'an recounted what had happened before.

The three monsters all fell silent.

Devil: "..."

That's right, just find a start to show that they are not appropriate for each other. This suggestion is indeed made by it, but I don't like clothes...

This is too casual!

Anyone will think this is a joke!

Eyeballs stared hatefully at the demon worm on the side: "Look at your bad idea!"

The demon worm quit, and furiously pinched it against it: "What do you mean?! It sounds like you have a good idea! Burn Mu Heng? Try burning one yourself!"

The two monsters fought together again.

Hei Yan looked at the two unreliable colleagues and sighed wearily.

Tired, destroy it.

Shi An: "...you be serious!"

With Shi'an speaking, the two monsters stopped the fight reluctantly.

The Demon Insect took a deep breath and slowly said: "This, it is indeed my fault this time. I didn't give you a good science popularization and just find a random source how to find it... But what then? Will you mention it later? ?"

After all, the previous episode happened just after Shi An went downstairs, but the time he left was not short. Didn't Jiu think of bringing up this topic again during this time?

Shi An was lost in thought.

After a long time, he spoke with shame: "...nothing."

Three monsters: "???"

Eyeballs were heartbroken, crying and grabbing the ground: "Big, sir! Are you really still feeling for this human being! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Shi An got a headache because of its quarrel: "Shut up."

He burped in his eyes and looked over with a tear in his eyes.

Shi An thought for a while, her voice getting smaller and smaller:

"...Yes, I really forgot."

Even when I think about it now, Shi'an still feels puzzled. It seems that every time he thinks about it, he is always distracted by other things. At the end... he has basically forgotten this matter completely. Behind the head.

The eyeball said categorically: "That human being absolutely deliberately!"

It stared fiercely, as if trying to pierce the human with its gaze from a long distance: "He must have been uneasy and kind to adults!"

"Do you know it again?"

The devil sneered: "Look at yourself before talking to others, you are not a good thing either."

The two monsters fought together again.

Smoky has already taken it off.

It floated over, landed in front of Shi'an, and said: "If you want me to say, you can think about what the other person hates, and then move in that direction as much as possible. It's better to let the other person talk about this kind of thing instead of being an adult. Proactively mention it, right?"

Shi An thought for a while.

Well, it seems to make sense!

He nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

After returning home, Shi Rui vomited while holding the toilet.

Although there is no wound on the body, the phantom pain experienced in the simulation before seems to be still squirming under the skin.

He wiped his mouth, raised his head softly, and walked to the sink.

In the mirror was a distorted face full of nasal tears and tears, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and there was no longer the light and breezy clouds that had been disguised. He squeezed his fingers tightly and watched his vicious reflection in the mirror. Eyes.

Although there is no evidence, Shi Rui knows.

That must be Shi'an.

There can be no one else.

Shi Rui washed her face and walked out of the bathroom with two legs.

He took out a communicator from under his bed.

A person whose face was blocked by a shadow appeared on the screen, and the voice processed by the voice changer came out: "Have you got the things?"

Shi Rui took a deep breath: "Yes."

"Okay." The person opposite said: "We will send someone to pick it up."

"Still the old way."

"……good."

Shi Rui gritted his teeth.

This is not the first time.

The first time the other party took the initiative to contact him, the man on the communicator just asked Shi Rui a question:

"Do you want to change your status quo?"

Shi Rui grasped the life-saving straw that stretched out to him.

The next day, he was picked up by the Shi family. He went from a poor, illegitimate, and illegitimate son who did not know his biological father to become the second young master of the Shi family, and may even be the heir of the future Shi family.

If it is not the other party, Shirui may never pass the test of the Academy of Abilities.

It may always be the wild species struggling in extreme barrenness.

The taste of reaching the sky in one step is really wonderful.

——This kind of taste, as long as you taste it once, you will never forget it.

Shi Rui brought the man with the Abyssal Seed in his body at the dinner at Shi's family that day.

He didn't know who that person was, and he didn't know what it was for. Shi Rui only knew that as long as he did, the opposite person could continue to help himself.

As long as the status quo can be maintained, Shirui is willing to pay all costs for this.

Therefore, after discovering that Shi'an was not the waste he had originally thought, Shi Rui really began to panic.

He began to ask for help more and more frequently.

Whether it’s collecting the corpses of the family banquet at the time of the invasion, and cultivating them before being released into the simulation field without anyone knowing, or the small bag that can attract monsters, and the poisonous one he placed on the head of Shi’an’s bed gem……

The strength and resources needed for this cannot be achieved by Shi Rui, an illegitimate child with no background.

The borrowed power is so powerful and dangerous, and it makes him addicted.

Even if he knew that cooperating with such a mysterious force was tantamount to seeking a tiger's skin, Shi Rui couldn't help but actively seek cooperation again and again.

Shi Rui doesn't pay attention, nor does he want to pay attention to what the other party wants.

As if possessed by a demon, the only thing he wanted to see was the disappearance of the person who had been blocking him.

Shi Rui raised his hand and wiped his face, a strong malice growing in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and said hoarsely: "This time, Shi An must die."

The person opposite seemed to smile, and the voice blocked by the voice changer carried a very subtle emotion:

"nature."

He cut off the video.

Behind is a huge room, the whole room is shrouded in darkness, only the center of the room is shining with a faint light, a bright red totem is clearly branded on the floor, it looks like a magic circle written in blood .

In the darkness surrounding it, a man in black in the same attire can vaguely be seen standing not far away:

"Did he agree?"

"nature."

"Everything is ready."

There were unanimous murmurs from all sides of the room, like extremely fanatical murmurs:

"My lord dragon, come to destroy the world again."

In the next few days, Mu Heng seemed very busy, and Shi An never saw each other again.

However, I don’t know if Mu Heng and the school said something. Shi’an realized that he no longer needed to go to class with ordinary students every day. The gates of the school that could not come and go freely were also opened to him, and he could choose to stay in the dormitory. To rest, you can also choose to go back to the small villa where you have been living.

Moreover, the private dining hall that had been used only by Mu Heng was also open to Shi'an alone, so he could eat whatever he wanted.

But obviously, Mu Heng seemed to have also greeted the person in charge over there.

No matter what Shi'an asks, there is only one cup of ice cream a day, so I don't give too much.

During this period, apart from helping Principal Pei translate and translate ancient books, the rest of the time can be allocated freely.

Work room.

Shi An was lying on the table, staring blankly at the piles of old paper piled in front of him, and yawned wearily.

Principal Pei pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and a pair of old and wise eyes looked over the glasses frame:

"Tired?"

Shi An shook his head: "It's okay..."

Although in the recent translation progress, there is no longer any strange content that makes the dragon uncomfortable, but the truly valuable things have never been seen.

President Pei put down the translation and said kindly:

"Today's working hours are enough. If you want to go back, go back."

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to have thought of something and added: "By the way, Chief Mu Heng should send someone to pick you up next time."

Shi An: "?"

He blinked and asked, "What are you doing?"

Old Principal Pei winked at Shi'an and showed a mysterious smile: "That's the thing between you young people."

Shi An: "......?"

I don't know if it is his illusion, but I always feel that this sentence sounds weird.

Soon, Shi'an was sent to Mu's training ground.

Zhuo Fu was waiting there.

His test machine is ready, and the training program customized for Shi'an has also been released.

Shi An entered the training ground and tried it.

Although he was not using his own dragon flames, even so, Shi An could keenly feel that his absorption of the various magical powers of the previous abyss was accelerating.

Sure enough, it wasn't his illusion last time, it was really useful!

After the end of the first round, Shi'an stretched his waist and prepared to take a break outside the court.

He just raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure waiting on the edge of the field.

Shi An: "!"

It was Mu Heng who hadn't seen him for several days!

The man was tall and slender, and his pitch-black coat almost blended into the darkness behind him.

Deep eyebrows and bright silver hair.

"How do you feel?" Mu Heng asked.

Shi An's nose was condensed with a little bright sweat, his eyes narrowed slightly, nodded, and smiled unfetteredly: "Very good!"

He sat down on the chair, and Mu Heng handed over a glass of water smoothly.

Shi An took it naturally, holding the cup and sipping.

He raised his eyes to look at Mu Heng and asked, "Speaking of which, do you have any clues to the dragon recently?"

Mu Heng lowered his eyes and glanced over the boy's wet lips:

"Not yet."

The man's voice was calm and unwavering, as if he just continued on the topic casually:

"Why, do you like dragons very much?"

At this time, Shi'an remembered the advice Black Smoke had given him, and immediately became energetic.

To say what dragon slayers hate most, it must be the dragon!

After all, the dragon is an enemy to him!

Shi An thought about it seriously, and said, "Of course!"

Mu Heng's eyes were deep, as if the boundless vast ocean: "Oh?"

Shi An nodded, and began to rack his brains to recall the adjective used by the eyeball before: "The dragon... is tall and majestic, magnificent and charming. When it is a dragon, even the sun is not as good as his scales." Brilliant, when it is human..."

Shi An stammered as he spoke, his face flushed a little bit.

Although dragons are arrogant and narcissistic creatures, but... the wording of that eyeball is really too numb!

There was nothing when it came out of its mouth.

When he said it by himself...just, it was shameful! ! !

Mu Heng lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the other's flushed cheeks.

The youth's skin was fair, and the crimson color became more conspicuous, as if a ripe fruit could ooze sweet juice with a pinch.

His voice was extremely calm: "Have you seen the human form of a giant dragon?"

"What is he like?"

The fastest way to make a person hate himself is to praise his enemy!

Shi An thought for two seconds and said categorically: "Very tall and handsome."

Mu Heng's eyes were dark and unpredictable, without joy or anger.

His voice was very soft, like a breeze passing by, and no emotional fluctuations could be heard:

"……Yes."