After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

A hoarse laugh came from the thick black smoke: "Naturally—"

Suddenly, it suddenly realized something, and the voice suddenly paused: "Wait, can you understand me?"

Shi An smiled and replied in the same language:

"if not?"

There was a strange rhythm in his voice, and the enunciation was clear, as if he were singing some long-forgotten ballad.

The black smoke turned pale with shock.

This is impossible!

The language it uses is very ancient, and it doesn't believe that an ordinary human being can understand it.

After carefully looking at the humans in front of him for a few seconds, Hei Yan couldn't help but shouted:

"--It's you?"

Shi An's expression was inexplicable: "You know me?"

Black Smoke fell into a deep shock.

The reason why it can recognize this human is because... this human once made a deal with itself.

And now that the transaction has been successful, how could he reappear in front of him in such a lively manner?

Shi An showed a thoughtful look: "No, it should be another one."

another one?What's the meaning?

Why can't it understand?

A feeling of extreme uneasiness struck, as if something was beyond his control.

Stimulated by fear, Heiyan decided to cut through the mess quickly, before killing the threat in the bud——

Although the other party can understand his own language, the smell emitted from his body is that of a genuine human being, with body temperature, flesh and bones, and since he is a body of flesh and blood, he can definitely become his food!

"No matter what you say, go to hell!"

Its voice was cold and evil, echoing in the space like ice blades.

I saw the turbulent black smoke in the room suddenly soaring!

All the light and shadow were instantly swallowed, leaving only endless darkness, like a slowly rotating vortex, with a strong pulling force that confuses people's hearts.

The whole room seemed to fall into another dimension in an instant, ruled by an invisible force.

Deep whispers sounded from all directions, quietly approaching the young man in the middle of the darkness.

……

Go to sleep.

go to sleep.

Fall into eternal sleep, fall into boundless dreams...

Against the backdrop of the huge smog around him, the human youth looked extremely fragile and small.

As the sound continued, he lowered his head little by little, and sat quietly in the middle of the darkness, as if he had been successfully captured by a deadly trap.

Hei Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Successful.

Although there is no deal and cannot eat the soul of the other party, it is not bad to eat some blood food for a change of taste once in a while.

A huge mouth opened soundlessly in the smoke, its throat was like a pitch-black abyss, and it rushed towards the boy.

In the next second, Hei Yan felt himself being strangled by the throat.

It was caught off guard and screamed "ji".

???

what happened?

Black Smoke looked down in horror.

I saw that the human finger joints were slender and fair-skinned, and they were pinching the position below its mouth tightly at this moment.

When did he—?

The young man in front of him raised his dark eyes, and the golden-red hot fire flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He thought for a while and asked:

"That's it?"

Hei Yan: "..." What do you mean? !

Enraged by the contempt in the other party's tone, Black Smoke roared angrily.

It tried to fight back, but for some reason, its body seemed to be fixed by some extremely powerful force, and it could no longer move an inch.

Shi An smiled softly.

Immediately afterwards, Hei Yan felt that the body that was being held by him seemed to be burned by flames, and the burning sensation imprinted in the depths of his soul made him scream uncontrollably:

"It's hot! It's hot! It's burning me!"

With its screams, the surrounding darkness was instantly diluted and shrunk, slowly revealing the original appearance of the room.

"So you look like this." Shi An showed a dazed expression.

Black Smoke still tried to struggle, it screamed ferociously: "You'd better let go, or watch out for me—"

Shi An interrupted it: "You should be a monster with a soul nature?"

Hei Yan was taken aback.

How can a human being who is only eighteen or nineteen years old know about a monster with a soul nature?

Obviously they have been extinct on the mainland for tens of thousands of years!

Shi An tilted his head: "Then, why don't you take a closer look at me?"

A strange sense of ominousness originated in the depths of the soul.

Hei Yan controlled his instinct to retreat, opened his spiritual eyes in fear, and looked at the human in front of him——

Hei Yan: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

it, it sees...

The golden red vertical pupils, the huge and terrifying figure, and the hell-like breath——

It's a dragon!There are fucking dragons! !

Help! ! !

The monster lying in Shi'an's sleeve gloated and turned over in extreme comfort.

——Haha, cool!

Shi An pointed to himself: "Have you ever made a deal with this human being?"

"—Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Shi An pinched it hard with his fingertips.

"Hey." Hei Yan shut up.

Shi An shook it, and said impatiently, "Answer me quickly."

Hei Yan trembled and said tremblingly:

"Yes, it is."

Shi An nodded.

No wonder.

He knew that the human Shi An should not be able to find a way to summon the dragon by himself.

However, this did not resolve all of Shi An's doubts.

He was about to continue asking, when he heard Shi Zechun's penetrating and delighted voice from downstairs.

Although the specific words were not very clear, but Shi An immediately understood what happened downstairs——Mu Heng is here!

"My lord, you..." Hei Yan continued cautiously.

But before it finished speaking, the boy in front of him suddenly tightened his fingers, lumped the black smoke, and stuffed it back into the small box earlier.

Hei Yan stared at the familiar inner wall of the box in front of him, and fell silent: "..."

?

Shi An pulled the magic worm out of his sleeve and said, "Look at it, don't let it get away."

Demonic insects are very active in persecuting their own kind.

It was gearing up and happily replied: "No problem!"

Just after giving instructions, there was a knock on the door.

Shi Rui's voice came through the door: "The guests are here, father asked me to call you."

downstairs.

In order to welcome Mu Heng, the Shi family prepared the highest-standard dinner party, and everyone was ready for it. Even the father and son of the Shi family changed their looks. It seems low-key, but in fact it is quite high-end. The clothes are suitable for formal occasions, and they waited with smiles on their faces. at the door.

Mu Heng stepped into the hall.

His gaze scanned the hall without any trace, but he couldn't fail to see the familiar figure.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Mu Heng asked straight to the point: "Where is Shi An?"

Shi Zechun's smiling face froze.

Although it was unbelievable, his previous conjecture was confirmed. The reason why Mu Heng agreed to their invitation this time was because of his useless eldest son.

What is it about Shi An that will attract this great man?After all the calculations, only that face can be used.

Is it...?

Shi Zechun took the lead in denying this possibility in his heart.

impossible.

What level of character is Mu Heng? As long as he wants to, there will be no shortage of any type of beauties around him.

Just relying on Shi'an, a trash who can only see his face?Absolutely impossible.

but……

A smile appeared on Shi Zechun's face again: "I have already sent someone to call him, he will come down now."

But——if Shi An really has the ability, whether it's by face or something else, to get the Shi family on the line of Mu Heng...he is still very willing to re-emphasize this son who has always disappointed him .

Shi Zechun smiled and led Mu Heng to his seat, while thinking with satisfaction in his heart.

Behind the maid, Shi An walked into the hall step by step.

He was still wearing the school uniform, his brows and eyes drooped listlessly, and he looked listless.

Shi Zechun enthusiastically pulled him over and put him in a seat close to Mu Heng: "You sit here."

Shi An looked at this fickle human being inexplicably.

This person is too strange. Is this because changing faces is faster than turning pages?

He stood there and shook his head: "No."

Shi Zechun was stunned: "What?"

The smile on his face couldn't hold back anymore, he didn't expect his eldest son to be so ignorant, and to be so rude in front of Mu Heng.

Shi Zechun stretched out his hand to grab Shi An's arm, exerting a bit of energy:

"You child, what are you talking about..."

He tugged, but didn't move.

Although the young man in front of him looked slender, he seemed to be as heavy as a thousand weights. When Shi Zechun pulled it almost with all his strength, there was no trace of movement.

He raised his eyes, and when he looked at Zechun's body, he stopped for a second, and there was a little puzzled expression in his dark eyes:

"Stupid words? Are you stupid?"

Shi Zechun could almost hear the sound of the strings in his mind being cut by anger.

But because of Mu Heng, he still maintained a smile on his face, but it looked ugly and forced, almost slightly distorted: "You—"

At this moment, Mu Heng said:

"fine."

His voice was low and cold, easily breaking the stalemate atmosphere.

Mu Heng raised his eyes, and a pair of eyes as calm as a lake fixedly looked at the young man not far away:

"You can sit anywhere."

Now that Mu Heng had spoken, Shi Zechun couldn't hold on, so he let go of Shi An's wrist.

I only heard Mu Heng continue to say: "But I want to know, what is the reason why you don't want to sit in that position?"

Shi Zechun's heart instantly rose to his throat.

He has experienced Shi An's ability to make people angry. His son doesn't pay attention to occasions and common sense when speaking, and he doesn't save face for others. He simply doesn't know good or bad to a certain level. It's okay to offend completely.

Shi An thought about it and decided to tell the truth:

"You're so pretty, I'd be distracted sitting next to you."

——If you are confused by the other party's shiny appearance and accidentally agree to the other party's request, you will be in trouble.

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

Shi Zechun didn't control his expression, he was careful to choke on the saliva, and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Mu Heng was also taken aback.

The reason why he asked this question was very simple. He was a little curious why the other party rejected his invitation earlier, and whether there was any hidden secret in it.

——It was completely unexpected for him to get such an answer.

Mu Heng is no stranger to praise and praise.

I don't know how many people have praised and admired his toughness, ruthlessness, and power in person.

What he is also no stranger to is the jealousy, jealousy, utilitarianism, and fear that hide behind it.

And a compliment like this is so simple and straightforward, even offensive.

It was Mu Heng's first time listening to it.

But unexpectedly, it's hard to call it annoying.

Seeing the suddenly strange atmosphere in the hall, Shi An blinked blankly.

Did you say something wrong?

He recalled it carefully, but found nothing.

It seems that he didn't say anything strange!

Don't humans like the word "good-looking" now?

However, when Shi An walked towards the end position, Shi Zechun didn't stop him this time.

A table of people with evil intentions ate a meal without taste.

The only happy person is Shi An.

In his current position, he can enjoy Liang Shining without being affected by the other party, and because of the long distance, he will not be disturbed into conversations that he cannot handle.

And more importantly...

This meal is really delicious! ! !

Shi An felt that he had already eaten a lot of delicious food during his time in human society, and the quality of the food tonight was still beyond his imagination.

Is this the smell of money!

After the dinner party was over, Shi An hiccupped happily.

Seeing the plates being removed from the dining table, he suddenly realized that during the whole dinner, Mu Heng didn't mention the previous incident again.

Did you give up?

Shi An looked in Mu Heng's direction suspiciously.

He could see that Shi Zechun probably wouldn't refuse any request from Mu Heng at that time.

If he mentioned it lightly at the table, Shi Zechun would agree without saying a word, and even wished he could send him over in a bag tied with a bow.

And in order not to overly resist and arouse suspicion, Shi An might have to bite the bullet and agree.

Mu Heng seemed to sense Shi An's gaze and looked over at him.

—The eyes are so pretty.

Shi An was distracted.

He decided that when Mu Heng was made into a figure in the future, it seemed a bit too far to put it at the tip of the tail, and it would be most suitable to put it next to the left paw, so that he could see it as soon as he opened his eyes.

Mu Heng looked away and stood up.

He straightened the edges of his tactical gloves, and bid farewell to Shi Zechun coldly and politely.

Shi Zechun winked at Shi An.

Shi An looked back blankly: "...?"

Shi Zechun winked at the other party vigorously.

Shi An reacted for a while, then asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? Are your eyes cramping?"

Shi Zechun: "..."

Rebel!

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "Shi'an, you go see it off."

Seemingly aware of the strangeness here, Mu Heng turned his head and looked over.

In front of him, the servant had already helped to open the door. The dark night sky was deep and far away, and the cold moonlight was falling silently. Mu Heng's silver hair was like a burning white flame, shining with a pearl-like clean and smooth texture.

Shi An's eyes blurred, and he subconsciously agreed, "Okay."

——It was too late for him to react.

Shi An sighed.

In the silent night, only he and Mu Heng were left, the two walked forward together, neither of them spoke.

When he was about to walk to the door, the other party broke the silence first:

"Whenever you change your mind, you can contact me at any time."

With that said, Mu Heng took out a box from his coat pocket and handed it over.

Shi An subconsciously took it.

He glanced at it.

Inside is a strange-looking cube, which seems to be made of glass and steel. It took Shi An two seconds to find relevant information from his poor understanding of human society—it seems to be a thing called a mobile phone?

"It has my number inside."

Mu Heng lowered his cold blue eyes, quietly watching the boy's soft hair.

His voice is deep and hoarse, with a bit of metallic coldness and magnetism:

"Of course, you can ask for any payment."

At Shi An's insistence, Shi Zechun finally sent a car to take him back to the small villa where Shi An had been living before.

After briefly greeting the tearful old butler, Shi An went straight to his room.

After closing the door, he took out the small box that was brought back from the Shi family's main house.

The monster gloated and reported, "Don't worry, I didn't run away."

And he was scared to death by its exaggeration and mystification. Now I'm afraid it will be willing to recruit anything Shi An asks.

Sure enough, when the black smoke was released, it was as if beans were poured out of a bamboo tube, and the deal with the human beings that had been able to secure the time was made clean, without letting go of any details.

Shi An, a human being, got this box before he was about to be kicked out of Shi's main house.

He has not detected any fluctuations in magic power for several years in a row, and his father's attitude towards him has become more and more indifferent. deal.

——He hopes to gain great strength.

And black smoke is not a good thing.

It is just a monster that can eat human souls, not the lamp gods in fairy tales, so the way it is used to satisfy human wishes is to create similar illusions. Their souls feed.

However, when Shi An released it, it had been locked in that box for a who knows how long. Over the long years, it had become weak and unable to create any illusions.

Therefore, Black Smoke gave Shi An a spell that could fulfill his wish, but it was absolutely impossible to complete.

Black Smoke never imagined that this impossible spell was actually completed.

After all, who the hell knew there were still dragons now! !

And because Shi'an's own soul dissipated in this successful sacrifice, it didn't get any food, and could only resent in the dark, quietly waiting for the next victim to appear.

After listening, Shi An asked:

"Before you were released by the original time? Did you have no idea where you were?"

Black Smoke shook his head: "I don't know."

Shi An picked up the black smoke and shook it, shaking it in a mess: "Then how did you know the spell to summon the dragon?"

He frowned suspiciously: "You don't seem to have lived that long."

You know, that spell is considered ancient even for Shi An, and according to the self-report of this monster, it thought that all the phantom species had disappeared, so logically speaking, it is impossible for it to learn about this spell. .

Black Smoke hesitated for a while.

Demon worm: "Ahem!"

It coughed twice in a pretentious manner, raised its two slender legs and wiped its neck: "Don't you say?"

Hei Yan became anxious: "Okay, okay, I said I said—"

It slowly opened its mouth, and the mouth opened wider and wider until it was almost bigger than its head, and then—"Ugh!"

The monster's face turned green: "..."

I fucking told you to say it, but didn't make you vomit!

The black smoke squirmed twice, and then spit out a book that was much bigger than it.

Shi An picked up a corner of the book with his fingertips in disgust: "...What is this?"

"I downloaded it before I was locked in this small box." Hei Yan said weakly: "There were many, many books outside at that time, and I just wanted to swallow any one, maybe there was a way for me to escape inside." , so I chose the one that looked the oldest and used the most expensive writing material—"

Generally speaking, the more ancient the spell recorded in the book, the higher the possibility of escaping.

But it became more and more sad as it spoke, and cried out hoarsely:

"Who would have thought that everything here is about dragons!!!"

Moreover, why would someone use such expensive enchanted paper to write a book that records the dragon's race, appearance, habits, and even the time it took to shed its skin!

What disease is this? !

Demon worm: "..."

It suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

At this time, the devil worm couldn't care less about being disgusted.

It struggled to climb onto the thick book, opened the cover of the book with a few thin legs, and then eagerly searched for any possible useful information.

The monster suddenly stopped.

Its sight fell on the end of the page, and it saw a dark red handwriting written on the brownish-yellow paper, with complicated strokes, as if it used some kind of ancient script variant.

Although the devil worm doesn't know much about the ancient language, it can recognize it every day. That word is——

Mu.

The author has something to say:

The Mu family, their ancestors have been dragon idiots for generations