After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

The dark ocean was shrouded in the night, the sky and the edge of the ocean looked fuzzy and chaotic, and heavy mist floated on the surface of the sea, silently dyeing everything into the color of gray, black and distant.

Several auras were obscured, and the jet-black speedboat was driving in the thick fog, almost blending with the darkness.

The wave broke open and hit the bow of the ship, but did not fall on the deck half of the time. Instead, it seemed to touch an invisible wall of air and was directly intercepted.

On the deck, stood several mercenaries in strong outfits.

"Captain, speaking of it, is it really credible over there?" one of them said suspiciously.

The headed mercenary sneered and said coldly: "Of course it's not credible."

He scratched his beard and said, "The gods and maddening nerves, the ghost knows what they are thinking."

"That……"

"It's just using each other." The mercenary captain narrowed his eyes: "After all, this group of people really know a lot."

Last time, the dragon's summoning formation could be summoned through the blood sacrifice, that's how it came.

The mercenary members raised their eyes and looked towards the distant ocean soaked in thick ink. The expressions in their eyes were slightly shaken:

"But... Mu Heng is also here? In this situation, it might be difficult for us to meet him—"

The mercenary captain narrowed his eyes:

"Last time, you also know the result of our summoning the dragon. If we don't have the right weapon, we can't do any harm to it... The difference in strength is too great."

"This... indeed." A solemn expression appeared on the opponent's face.

The last time they were in Avon District, they were almost injured, and many teams were wiped out. The foundation established in Avon District for many years was destroyed, and they had to retreat to the base camp, Ross District.

Although they took away the dragon's treasure from the auction house, before the dragon was killed, these treasures were very dangerous and could not be used.

This is a tragic failure.

None of the mercenaries who had fought with the dragon survived.

This made the mercenaries aware of their previous arrogance and indiscretion.

The head dazzled by benefits finally calmed down.

This is a dragon.

The terrifying creatures that brought shadows and nightmares to the entire continent tens of thousands of years ago are terrifying existences even among the fantasy species.

And under such a powerful, overwhelming force, their previous awkward and crude plan was vulnerable.

To slay the dragon, just having a summoning array is definitely not enough.

And at this time, they got bad news from the lunatics.

The strength of the dragon is quickly recovering.

In other words... the dragon they encountered earlier was not even in its heyday.

This made the mercenaries immediately become nervous.

They must slay the dragon before the dragon's strength is fully restored, otherwise, they will lose all chances of winning.

According to those neurotic intelligence, the only weapon in this world that can kill the dragon is in the hands of Mu Heng.

Although this is very dangerous, it is the only way.

"If we do grab it, what about afterwards?"

The mercenary asked.

"Set up the summoning circle again?"

"It's a pity that this road is no longer working." The mercenary captain showed regret on his face.

Last time, the reason why they were able to arrange the blood sacrifice was mainly because of the support of the senior officials in Aiwen District.

Aiwen District is remote and far from the central government. The authority of the administration is not large. What's more, the high-level group is eager to get rid of the dragon in order to keep the treasure they stole.

But the Ross District is different. They don't have that desire, and they are not too far from the Central District.

Without the strong official support, it is almost impossible to perform a blood sacrifice under the eyelids of the Authority.

Not to mention that they had a huge loss after the battle in the Aiwen District, and their manpower was almost reduced by half.

"That……"

The mercenary captain smiled shortly, a cruel smile flashed across his eyes:

"So, on this sea, we have to do something for those lunatics."

He pointed to his back.

The door of the speedboat was locked tightly, and behind the thick, specially reinforced wall, it was pitch-black, shimmering with weird lustrous minerals, and exuding strange energy fluctuations silently.

"In return, they will tell us the hidden identity of the dragon in human society."

The mercenary was taken aback: "What?"

"That's right." The smile on the mercenary captain's face increased: "At that time, we will finally take the lead."

but……

What they need most now is the sword.

The only weapon in the legend that can pierce the scales of a dragon.

With it, slaying the dragon is possible.

The long sword was placed in the scabbard, and all the sharp rays of light were gathered in it, and it was hung quietly on Mu Heng's waist.

Shi'an's eyes were drawn to him.

To be honest, if it weren't for the strong smell of dragon blood from the sword, in fact, this sword still fits his aesthetics.

Not to mention the shining sword body, even the hilt is also beautiful.

The roaring dragon's scales were stabbed upside down, and the eyes were dotted with rubies, flashing a chilling light under the lights in the cabin.

However, there is one thing Shi An doesn't quite understand.

The last time I was in the research room, it was just a simple glance at each other, and the reaction of this sword was so great.

But this time, he Mu Heng was so close, even sitting together in the car, but the sword did not move from start to finish, as if... sick?

At this time, Mu Heng noticed Shi'an's gaze.

He raised his eyebrows: "Interested?"

Shi An was taken aback, and quickly looked away, "...nothing."

Mu Heng: "Want to see it?"

Shi An's eyes moved involuntarily.

In fact, it is false to say that you are not curious about a sword that is said to be able to hurt yourself.

He hesitated and nodded.

Mu Heng stepped over, he leaned down, his eyes were deep under his silver-white eyelashes.

He nodded his lower lip:

"kiss Me."

Shi An: "..."

The devil is right, humans are really assholes.

He couldn't help being frustrated.

However, it is not the first time I have done it after all.

Shi An thought for a while, but raised his head and gingerly touched the opponent's lips.

But this time, when he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew, the man's fingers followed closely, and he easily pressed the young white back of the neck.

Shi'an was startled, he raised his eyes and stared blankly at the man with silver hair and blue eyes in front of him.

Mu Heng leaned forward and got closer, he let out a low laugh:

"—Not this time."

Shi An: "???"

Before he could relax, he leaned over and kissed him.

The man wore dark tactical gloves on his hands, and the leather was thick and rough, which firmly held the young boy's slender neck, forcing him to raise his head.

Rubbing his fingertips, the scorching temperature came through the cloth, and it was burned on Shi'an's cool skin like a shadow.

Mu Heng's lips were extremely hot, and with an undisguised aggressiveness, they covered it easily.

I don't know if it is because the hull has been shaking.

When he was let go, Shi An was already flushed and dizzy.

He pressed Mu Heng's shoulder with his free hand, his white fingertips curled up slightly, shivering slightly.

The dark and bright eyes are covered with a shallow layer of water mist, like splashing water, the corners of the eyes have a beautiful blush, breathing is slightly rapid, the lower lip is soft and slightly swollen, slightly open, revealing a little white Hard teeth and crimson tongue.

Mu Heng's breath sank involuntarily.

His eyes were deep and blue, as if the ocean outside was enveloped by darkness, hiding a very turbulent undercurrent under the calm surface.

"Can't breathe?"

Mu Heng raised his hand to wipe off the wet marks on the corner of the opponent's lips, and said dumbly.

Shi An nodded dazedly.

"It's ok."

Mu Heng leaned down, his voice low and magnetic: "I will teach you slowly."

"First step, open your mouth."

He pressed his lips together again.

This time, he kissed very slowly and very sensationally, gently sucking on the tender lips of the boy, gently prying open the opponent's dentition, and licking in aggressively.

This...too much.

A little tear came out of Shi An's eyes.

There was a whimper in his throat, and he subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but he was trapped in place by the opponent's hand on the back of his neck.

The man sucked his lower lip, his voice was dull and dumb:

"Hey, stick out your tongue."

At this moment, the sword thrown aside let out a panic cry.

The sound of metal tremor was sharp and harsh, instantly breaking the extremely hot and condensed atmosphere in the cabin.

Shi An was startled, and suddenly came to his senses from the confusion.

He hurriedly backed away: "You...you..."

After stuck for a few seconds, he finally stammered:

"Say, say a good one!"

Mu Heng straightened up.

He thought about it, and admitted his mistake extremely bluntly: "Indeed, I was wrong."

However, before Shi An said anything, he just listened to the man in front of him continuing to say:

"So, now I owe you a kiss."

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

Mu Heng's lips provoked an inconspicuous arc, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered:

"You are welcome to ask for it at any time."

Shi An: "………………"

Humans, shameless!

The long sword on the side became extremely quiet, as quiet as an ordinary dead thing, and I couldn't hear the slightest buzzing just now.

Even when Mu Heng untied it and handed it to Shi'an, the sword never made a sound.

It seems to have lost the ability to react.

Shi An lowered his eyes and looked at the long sword in front of him curiously.

It looks really good when I look closer, but I don't know why. When I first met, the hostility and **** aura that radiated from this sword weakened a lot.

Holding the scabbard in one hand, he slowly drew the sword out a little.

The sword seemed to have just reacted, and he was now being held in the hands of the dragon that was supposed to be killed by him.

It let out a long hum, and the sword shook suddenly.

Unexpectedly, the young man's fingertips were torn apart by the sword energy it released.

"what!"

Shi An immediately threw away the long sword.

He frowned, staring at the tip of his finger that was cut open:

"It hurts!"

He was afraid of pain, not to mention that the injury was caused by a special weapon.

It is even more painful.

Shi An sniffed, tears filling his eyes little by little.

He stared at his fingers.

A little scarlet blood oozes from the white fingertips, and it fills the fingertips.

At this moment, the man in front of him squatted down in front of him.

I saw Mu Heng lowered his head, gently held his fingertips, swept the hot tongue, and sucked the blood.

He raised his eyes: "Does it still hurt?"

Shi An was stunned, tears still in his eye sockets.

He nodded.

Mu Heng stood up, kissed the tears from the corner of the opponent's eye softly, and said, "Wait, I'll help you find band-aids."

The sword that no one cares about left aside:

"……………………………"