After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up - Chapter 112.1

Definitely Not to Treat the Dragon (1)

The human’s palm was dry and warm, stroking down the spine with the right force and constant rhythm.

Shi An was so comfortable being stroked that his entire body went limp on Mu Heng’s lap.

He stomped his claws happily and rolled over, exposing his belly defenselessly.

“Yes, that’s right. I’ve slept for a long time and happened to meet the final molting period. After absorbing the dragon molt, the heat period will come. But don’t worry, I have already used a potion to suppress it,” Shi An squinted his eyes and said lazily.

Mu Heng’s movements paused. “You have just molted?”

The little dragon grunted in reply.

“How many times?” Mu Heng asked with downcast eyes.

“The fourth. Before molting, I had a super mighty and dashing black color.” Shi An proudly waved his tail. He paused for a moment, then added in an even more proud tone. “Of course, I’m also good-looking now.”

Mu Heng gave a “hmm,” his voice deep. “Indeed.”

“But doesn’t this happen to most dragons only three times?” he asked while frowning.

“It seems that the Abyssal Dragon has one more time than other dragons, but since I’m the only one, I don’t have any siblings to refer to.” Shi An naturally raised his chin and swiped the back of Mu Heng’s hand with his tail, not too gently.

“You don’t have any kins?”

Mu Heng received the hint and scratched its slender neck with his fingertips. “Even before you went to sleep?”

“No.”

Shi An mulled it over in his head and said, “At least I haven’t seen any ever since I opened my eyes.”

“When I first broke out of my shell, I thought a nearby nest of Black Dragons was my kin, but I was chased out after running over to them. It took me a long time to figure out I was the last of my kind,” Shi An grunted twice, pleasantly squinted his eyes, and replied briskly.

But Mu Heng’s action of stroking the little dragon couldn’t help but stop for a moment there.

Inexplicably, his heart sank.

A young black dragon that had just broken out of its shell came to mind.

Its scales were still soft. It had not yet learned to fly and would only flap its wings clumsily.

Naively and blindly thinking that the Black Dragon nearby was his family, he stumbled hard in that direction but was greeted with boundless indifference and hostility.

He had never seen any of his kin since birth.

In this strange and vast continent, how lonely that should be.

Mu Heng pursed his lips with his palm pressed against the belly of the little dragon, stroking it again and again.

“And then?”

“That nest of Black Dragons?” Shi An blinked a pair of golden-red dragon pupils, saying in an innocent and harmless tone. “Later, when I grew up, I flew back and burned their home, robbing them of all their treasures.”

Mu Heng: “…”

***

The second time Wen Yao and Zhuo Fu arrived, Shi An waited for his bag that he had sent out a request for.

The silver-white little dragon squatted by Zhuo Fu’s hand, a pair of bright, shining golden-red vertical pupils looking expectantly at the human in front of him.

After such a long time, the psychological shadow of witnessing a dragon might finally disappear.

Looking at the delicate and lovely toy-like little silver dragon in front of him, Zhuo Fu could not help but feel a little itchy.

However, because Mu Heng was coldly staring from the side, Zhuo Fu pretended to cough lightly and calmly took out the magic expansion bag from his pocket.

Since that day, this bag had been kept within the Bureau’s top-level safe storage.

Because of the secrecy of the dragon’s existence, all the evidence related to the dragon was not submitted but was kept secretly by them.

Without Mu Heng’s approval, no one dared to touch it.

“Yes! That’s the one!”

The little dragon grabbed its bag with its impatient claws and flew toward the room with fluttering wings, not forgetting to drop the words “thank you” as it left.

Shi An flew back to the room in a frenzy and threw the bag onto the carpet.

As soon as the bag was opened, three demonic creatures that had been locked up for a long time rushed out.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

“Charge!”

“Damn humans, eat my fist!”

They wailed and shouted while waving their weaponless arms and legs, trying to make the first human who opened the bag suffer a little.

Shi An: “…”

He slowly withdrew a small step backward.

The three demonic creatures pounced in the air.

The three tripped over each other and soon fell to the ground in unison, looking both miserable and funny.

Only then did the demon insect raise its head and see the little silver dragon crouching in front of them.

It stayed for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into tears and shouted in a voice full of emotion, “My lord!”

The demon insect cried bitterly. “Huhuhuhu, my lord. We finally get the chance to see you! We’ve been worried these past few days–”

Even the always-calm Black Smoke looked very excited.

“It’s great, my lord. You have come to save us. I know those humans aren’t a threat to you. So what about Mu Heng? You’re forever the most powerful!”

“Humph!” The Eye bluffed and waved its thin arms. “Fortunately, he was able to escape first. If not, I want him to taste my fist!”

The three demonic creatures in front of him squeaked and mingled together, which ended up giving Shi An a huge headache.

However, he quickly caught the keywords.

The little dragon cocked his head. “Are you guys looking for Mu Heng?”

He pointed to the door with his wings. “He will return soon.”

The demon insect: “…”

Black Smoke: “…”

The Eye: “…”

Huh?

They stared blankly at the dragon before them, not being able to regain their senses for a long time.

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