After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Wen Yao's face was condensed, and she was burning with anxiety:

"How's the situation down there in the South Canyon?"

"I don't know."

The subordinate shook his head, "The official statement is that there was a sudden snowstorm in the southern canyon, and all external communications and roads were cut off, but we have not detected a large-scale weather catastrophe in that direction..."

He gritted his teeth and said viciously:

"The high-level officials in Aiwen District must know something, but they have been playing bureaucratic perfunctory to us, procrastinating and wasting time!"

"Where are the advance troops sent?"

"Meet a small number of mercenaries, they are fighting, and they are advancing very slowly."

Wen Yao took a deep breath, with a tired look on her brows and eyes: "Where's Mr. Mu? Have you got in touch?"

"……No."

Now all the high-level executives in Aiwen District are dealing with them with a negative attitude, and the relevant departments will only shirk their responsibilities. Because this district is located in the remote north, it is usually not valued by the Central District, which has caused the local forces to be intertwined. , until now it has almost written perfunctory on his face.

The special task force of the management bureau was not manned enough, and Mu Heng couldn't get in touch, so the matter fell into a stalemate for a while.

;

As the deputy, all the heavy burdens rested on Wen Yao's shoulders alone.

Now, she has to make a decision, and if she is not careful, it is very likely that she will lose everything.

She frowned, staring at the map in front of her.

Auction House, South Canyon...

Finally, Wen Yao took a deep breath slowly and raised her head.

Her expression was firm, as if she had already made up her mind, and she said in a calm and decisive tone: "Only the minimum number of people will stay at the headquarters, and all the rest of the fighters will come with me."

If her guess is correct, this time it is very likely that the mercenaries and the high-level officials of the Aiwen District have joined forces to fight against the dragon. The south and the western entrance of the canyon will definitely be defended. Therefore, we can only concentrate our forces and break out from the most likely weak area.

Wen Yao pointed to the east side of Aiwen Xueyuan with her finger, where it borders another district:

"Go here."

The "firewood" was almost burned out, and the dragon flame in the fireplace gradually weakened.

Shi An's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes in good time.

His pupils have turned into pure golden red vertical pupils of dragons, narrow and slender pupils, like burning scarlet flames.

After such a long time, the absorption of the dragon slough was finally basically completed.

Shi An sat up, stretched his body, and stretched greatly.

He yawned, blinked away the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to look at the man lying beside him.

Mu Heng was still in a coma.

His sword is condensed by magic power, so the wounds caused by ordinary sharp weapons are far more terrifying than ordinary sharp weapons. The sharp cold will continue to invade deep into the wound. There was nothing he could do about the magic wound, not to mention that he traveled thousands of miles with such a fatal wound, forcibly mobilizing the magic power, and wiped out all the main forces of the mercenary group in the southern canyon.

Although his vital signs are now stable, it may be very difficult to wake up immediately.

However, it should be enough to survive to reach the Eastern Canyon.

Shi An touched the man's long silver hair scattered on the pillow, and got up.

With the help of the magic insect and black smoke, he helped the unconscious Mu Heng put on his clothes.

Although Mu Heng usually looks slender and not strong, but after he fell into a coma, the weight could almost crush the dragon, and he was dead heavy. A layer of sweat broke out.

He took a deep breath and sat on the edge of the bed for a while before he recovered.

At this moment, Shi An heard the restless kicking sound of the skeleton horse outside the tent, and the snorting sound was very clear in the silent snowy night.

Shi An was slightly taken aback, narrowing his eyes and looking in one direction.

...smells of humanity.

Heavy snow fell down one after another, dyeing the ground and the sky a uniform gray-white.

The mercenaries in charge of tracking Mu Heng's whereabouts have already chased after them, and the thick snow creaked under their feet. The mercenaries headed by them are holding several porcupine-like monsters in their hands. Sniffing the ground to find the smell of blood, and searching for the injured in such an extreme environment, this is the only way.

Suddenly, these monsters suddenly stopped and looked in one direction at the same time.

They planed uneasily in place, making ear-piercing hums from their snouts, and their tiny eyes shone with fear.

The mercenaries stared suspiciously at this group of monsters behaving strangely.

Got a clue?

not like...

However, no matter how much they beat and scolded and urged, those monsters were unwilling to take even a step in that direction.

Weird.

The captain of the mercenary team turned his head and winked at the people behind him:

"Go and see."

Passing through the wind and snow, the pupils of the mercenaries shrank.

Most of the destroyed camp was covered in the wind and snow. Frozen bluish-black corpses could be seen faintly, protruding from the snowdrifts that had not yet accumulated too thick, as if they had experienced a brutal massacre, and the surrounding area was burning with fire The scorching marks afterward looked extremely terrifying.

"Quick, call someone! I found it!"

Noisy and chaotic footsteps approached the only tent in the entire camp that was still intact.

Thick hostility and murderous intent struck from all directions, making the air seem to be frozen and stagnant.

"Mr. Mu, we know you are inside."

The leading mercenary squinted his eyes and looked steadily into the dead tent, his sinister voice echoed in the wind and snow all over the sky: "You can run so far under that condition, and you can even snatch this Camp, even I have to say admiration, but you should also know that you are just fighting in the corner... We respect the strong, as long as you cooperate, we are still willing to be friends with you..."

As he spoke, he gestured to the other mercenaries.

The other two teams approached the tent stealthily from the side.

Even knowing that the opponent was seriously injured, the mercenaries still dare not take it lightly.

One must know that the more severely the beast was injured, the harder the bite, and the almost completely destroyed camp in front of them proved their guess.

However, they were not prepared to leave alive from the beginning.

The two teams of mercenaries approaching from the side had already arrived at their positions, and they only waited for the captain's order to attack at the same time.

The captain slowly raised his hand.

However, before he gave the order, he heard a strange voice coming from the tent:

"...you guys are really noisy."

The voice was childish and clear, complaining softly.

The captain was taken aback.

Even if he has not seen Mu Heng himself, he is very clear that what he said was definitely not from Mu Heng.

Are they chasing the wrong person?Or...Mu Heng has other companions?

Shi An looked down at Mu Heng who was lying beside him.

Even in a coma, the man still felt the strong murderous presence, his brows were tightly furrowed, his silver eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was struggling to wake up.

He rubbed Mu Heng's eyebrows with his fingertips.

Shi An lifted the curtain of the tent, poked his head out, and said softly:

"Be quiet, the wounded will wake up if you keep arguing like this."

The mercenaries looked through the gap between the curtains, and saw Mu Heng's signature silver hair sharply.

He is indeed here!

And more importantly, Mu Heng seemed to be seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The other person seems to have no combat power at all... This is simply an excellent opportunity!

The mercenary captain was overjoyed, and the hand that gave the order suddenly dropped.

- Do it!

The mercenaries lying in ambush on both sides of the tent suddenly charged forward, their sharp blades pierced through the tent, revealing a bright and sharp cold light, and attacked with lightning speed!

"I've said it all..."

The boy's voice was still soft, and the ending was slightly lowered in dissatisfaction, as if he was acting like a baby: "You guys are too noisy."

The flames suddenly ignited the moment his words fell.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The blazing flames engulfed the human body, and the scarlet snake was controlled extremely precisely. In the blink of an eye, all the enemies had been turned into black ashes, but the tent beside it had not been burned at all. .

...What a terrifying lethality, what a terrifying control.

All the mercenaries were stunned.

Even when they were beaten to death, they did not expect that the young man who looked soft and weak in front of him would have such great strength.

How come they have never heard of such a name of a strong fire element on the mainland?

Shi An lowered his head and glanced at his palm, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Sure enough, after Long Jie absorbed them all, his strength improved a lot.

Although it is far from returning to its peak state, it is more than enough to deal with these people in front of it.

Suddenly, he frowned severely.

……strangeness.

Shi An took two steps back, losing interest in continuing to fight.

He waved to the skeleton horse hiding in the wind and snow in the distance: "They are yours."

The undead neighed excitedly, and swooped towards the crowd exuding the fragrance of flesh and blood.

A shrill scream cut through the snowy night.

But Shi An seemed to have not heard it yet, and lowered his head absent-mindedly.

The devil worm sensed that something was wrong with him, and approached him, asking suspiciously:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Shi An seemed to suddenly withdraw from the state of fugue. He was stunned for a while, looked down at his palm, and then shook his head slowly:

"……nothing."

Soon, the skeleton horse drank its blood and came towards the tent. In its eye sockets, the faint blue flames trembled satisfactorily. It left a long series of bowl-sized bloody footprints on the snow. With a snort, he lowered his head meekly.

Shi An seemed to have returned to normal.

He patted the skeleton horse's head and said, "Let's go, we still have a whole mountain to climb."

The unconscious Mu Heng was put on the horse, and they set off again as before.

In the bewildered wind and snow, no matter how far you walk, you still seem to be standing still, and stepping forward gradually becomes a mechanical subconscious action.

Shi An lowered his head and walked forward without saying a word.

……strangeness.

My head is dizzy.

Strange feelings that have never been felt are fighting in the body, hot and cold for a while, it seems that the mind and body are divided into two halves, and it seems that some unknown and weird impulse is clamoring and brewing in the depths of the soul, silently Urging on him, reaching out to grab, plunder, get—

But... what do you get?

I do not know.

Shi An frowned in confusion and blinked slowly.

A slight blush climbed up his cheeks, like peach clouds on fire, and his dark and clear eyes were also covered by a layer of misty water mist, his vision was slightly scattered, and he looked extraordinarily innocent and dazed.

...It's really strange.

What happened to yourself?

Shi An tried his best to sort out some clear thoughts in his dizzy head, but he seemed to be looking for thread ends in the knotted wool balls, and he still found nothing after searching for a long time.

It's a little... uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

Shi An stumbled with his left foot and staggered in the snow. If he hadn't reached out to support the skeleton horse beside him, he might really have fallen headfirst into the snow.

"My... my lord..." The trembling voice of the devil worm sounded from behind.

Shi An shook his head and said vaguely, "I'm fine."

"No, not this...you, behind you..."

behind?What's wrong?

Shi An turned his head suspiciously and looked behind him.

——In the slightly blurred field of vision, a familiar big tail appeared.

"..."

Shi An blinked slowly.

The tail of the dragon behind him swayed subconsciously, and the silver-white dragon scales shone brightly and brilliantly in the heavy snow.

……

Eh?