After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Shi An's words were like thunder on the ground, and Mu Heng was shocked to a blank.

Shi An in front of him had a naive attitude and an innocent face, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he just said.

With little warning, images that had been deliberately forgotten came to mind vividly.

Touch, temperature.

Sound, color, light, shadow.

All are vividly presented before the eyes.

The fingertips seemed to still have the soft and delicate touch of the opponent's waistline, like a raging fire burning straight from the nerve endings to the bones, blazing like a prairie fire.

Mu Heng suddenly became confused.

He took a step back subconsciously, his voice was low and slightly trembling, with a hint of hoarseness: "You..."

"You do not believe?"

Shi An blinked and jumped down from his seat.

He frowned, as if he was displeased with Mu Heng's distrust, he stretched out his hand to hold Mu Heng's hand involuntarily, then naturally leaned his body over, and said seriously: "Then you touch—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the man in front of him suddenly pulled his hand out as if he was being burned.

Mu Heng took a few steps back.

"...No need." He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.

Ever since he could remember, Mu Heng had never been so embarrassed.

Shi An didn't understand why the shining human beings acted so strangely.

He thought for a while and asked:

"Sleep together tonight?"

The man in front of him stood a few steps away, as if he deliberately opened a certain distance, his eyebrows were high and deep, his eyes were hidden in the shadows, his expression was not clear, his lips were tightly pursed, everything His emotions seemed to be hidden deep under the deep sea of ​​ice, without any clues.

After a long silence, he gave a gentle "hmm".

All night.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Mu Heng opened his eyes on time.

His eyes were clear, without any sleepiness.

——Although he fulfilled his promise, he couldn't let what happened last time happen again.

He also often worked for several days because of high-intensity tasks. For him, staying up all night is not difficult.

Mu Heng quietly sat up.

He paused, and turned to look at the young man beside him by the faint morning light outside the window.

Shi An curled up in the quilt, wrapped herself tightly, buried half of her face in the soft pillow, her dense black eyelashes drooping, casting a small shadow.

He was shrouded in a hazy and uncertain light, appearing quiet and serene.

The young man fell into a deep sleep with no worries, not even half guarded against the people around him.

There was a kind of palpable silence in the chaotic morning light.

Almost uncontrollably, Mu Heng leaned over.

His fingertips hung in front of the boy's cheeks, and stopped abruptly at the position where he barely touched.

The man pursed his lips tightly, and the line of his lips was stretched into an inhuman, cold straight line. His eyes were slightly dark, and the dark color of the sea was rolling in his eyes.

After a long time, he slowly took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

But at this moment, the sleeping teenager moved a little uneasily, grunted in his throat, and rubbed his cheek against the fingertips that the man was about to pull away.

In the blink of an eye, the small piece of skin briefly touched and then separated.

It was like sparks falling into the wasteland where the wildfire was not extinguished, exploding the scorching heat that could devour everything, crackling and burning the reason.

When Mu Heng came to his senses, his fingertips had already dropped down.

This time, it was not an accident that happened unintentionally, but a contact led by a fully awake state.

There is no barrier between the fingertips and the skin.

The boy's cheeks were cool and soft.

The tactile feeling that I once explored and imagined in my mind is now real and clearly branded on my fingertips.

An inexplicable chaotic impulse fermented in the bottom of my heart.

The color of Mu Heng's eyes is unpredictable, and the blue pupils are as deep as Yuanyue, and it is difficult to distinguish between cloudy and sunny.

His fingertips slid silently, and the ball of his thumb pressed against the boy's lower lip. With a slight force, bright red emerged from under the kneaded lips, and his fingertips pressed against the white and hard teeth.

Like clam shells.

As long as you gently pry it open, you can touch the soft meat inside.

Warm, soft, moist.

Shi An frowned slightly in discomfort, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a muffled grunt came out of his throat.

Only then did Mu Heng startle suddenly, he withdrew his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream, and pulled back suddenly.

He frowned tightly, with a cold and resistant expression, forcing himself to look away.

Only the beating frequency of the heart is sending some kind of ominous signal.

When Shi An opened his eyes, Mu Heng had already left, and a new mobile phone had been placed beside his pillow.

He inspected the remnants of the dragon's slough in his body, and was surprised and delighted to find that he was only a little away from absorbing all the magic power in it—although it was still far from the strength before he fell asleep, but it was better than the strength before he fell asleep. It was much better when I just woke up.

Immediately afterwards, Shi An received a call from Zhao She.

"Hello? Shi An, where are you?" Zhao She on the other end of the phone sounded anxious.

Shi An was startled: "What's wrong?"

Zhao She's voice was mixed in the wind and snow, and it sounded a little vague: "We have just received a notice from above that this year's academic exchange conference has temporarily decided to start ahead of schedule."

Shi An: "In advance?"

Zhao She: "Yes, so if you want to participate, hurry up! The car will leave soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Shi An held the phone and fell into deep thought.

Five days later is the time for the auction. If you want to get your treasure back, you have to do it during this time. Obviously, humans are also very aware of this, and their traps must be set during this time.

With such a tight schedule, it stands to reason that he should not participate in this academic exchange meeting.

But... I always feel that something is not quite right.

Shi An thought for a while, sent a message to Mu Heng, then sorted out his things, and contacted the driver.

He rushed to Aiwen College, just in time for the last wave of cars heading to the competition venue.

In the car, Shi An wrapped himself up tightly, equipped with earmuffs, gloves and scarves, and stuffed the fire gemstone inside his clothes, but he was still shivering from the cold.

Looking at the majestic snow-capped mountains in front of him, Zhao She said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that we just left here not long ago, and we came back so soon... Although this place is not with the ruins of the abyss crack, it still feels It's amazing."

Shi An sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like this place..."

Zhao She: "...I see that you were very positive when you signed up."

If it weren't for the treasure he lost, he wouldn't be ready to come!

Shi An sighed and changed the subject.

He opened his mouth and asked:

"Speaking of which, what is the situation of this academic exchange meeting?"

So Zhao She told Shi An in detail what he had learned now.

It turned out that this year's academic exchange meeting followed a model similar to the actual combat test of the Ability Academy.

The venue was set at Aiwen Snowfield.

In previous years, Aiwen Snowfield would enter the mountain closure period during this season, but this year, a canyon near the south end was specially opened for this academic exchange meeting. Although this canyon is still part of Aiwen Snowfield, the temperature is far lower than that of Snowfield Inner extreme, and relatively closed, is a natural venue.

When Shi An listened, he was slightly taken aback.

Aiwen Xueyuan?

Isn't this place very close to the cave I used to be?

Although the phone was destroyed, the photo he took in the study earlier was still stored in the cloud. Shi An retrieved the photo, and then searched for the map of Ai Wenxueyuan—as expected, it was the same.

However, there seem to be subtle differences between the two maps.

Shi An made a careful comparison.

Both maps show the location of the Abyssal Rift site, but, in the map on the photo, the very end of the Abyssal Rift site, where he was moved to the cave on the mainland by the Abyssal Rift, at the bend near that, There is a marked breach leading to—

A small canyon in the southern part of the Aven Snow Fields.

Shi An frowned.

He tugged on the sleeve of Zhao She beside him, and pointed out the same location on the official map to Zhao She: "Are we going here this time?"

Zhao She looked at it and nodded, "Yes."

Soon, Aiwen Academy sent people to send all the contestants to the canyon outside Aiwen Snowfield.

Shi An lowered his head, and while following Zhao She, he was thinking seriously.

The time and location of this academic exchange meeting are really strange, but... Isn't the trap set by the Administration Bureau at the auction house?And even if the news has been released, it stands to reason that there should be no temporary changes.

He took out his phone and the screen lit up.

At this time, Shi An found that the signal bar of the mobile phone had been cleared.

It seems...there is no contact with the outside world.

He froze for a moment, and the look of doubt in his eyes deepened.

After all the rules were announced, students from each academy entered the canyon in batches.

The thick snow under the feet creaked and creaked under the trample, the canyon was dead silent, and the extremely low temperature turned the sky into a frozen light gray.

Shi An was in a group with Zhao She and Wei Bocheng.

The other two chatted without knowing anything, and walked towards the depths of the canyon one after the other.

At this moment, Zhao She turned to look at Shi An, who had been silent since just now, and asked with some doubts, "What's the matter? You've been preoccupied since just now?"

Shi An shook his head: "Nothing..."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange wave of magic power coming from the canyon.

Shi An suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the wave.

In the white snow field in the distance, several clear figures slowly appeared.

The faces of those people were all unfamiliar, but Shi An was very familiar with the winter clothes he was wearing - he had taken off three sets of the same clothes with his own hands, and wrapped them up for himself who was shivering from the cold.

It's...that group of mercenaries.

Zhao She obviously also realized that something was wrong, he frowned, made an attacking posture, and blocked Shi'an behind him indiscriminately: "What are you going to do?"

The people on the opposite side did not answer.

One of them had dark eyes, and his eyes fell on the three students in front of him. He asked slowly:

"That's them?"

The other person flinched and said, "Yes."

"The number of living sacrifices to summon the dragon is enough, as for these few—"

The man snorted coldly, and a sinister look flashed across his eyes:

"The higher-ups let it go. They caused us such a serious loss last time. This time we can't let them die so happily."

He waved and ordered:

"take away."