Shi An turned his head expectantly to look at the black smoke aside: "Can you..."
Black Smoke grimaced, and shook his head madly pitifully: "My lord, I can't, I really can't!"
It is still a bit compelling to its own strength.
Of course, it is more than enough to cheat Shirui's kind of students who have not gotten much started, but if the subject becomes a combat member of the bureau who has experienced many battles, it is simply wishful thinking.
Not to mention it might be Mu Heng...
It's not as good as killing it directly now.
Although the answer was already in his mind, Shi An was still very depressed.
He lowered his head and looked at his current paws, as well as the mini wings that could only be slapped twice behind his back, and he couldn't fly far, and his heart was bleak.
The timing is too bad! !
It doesn't matter if the dragon shape is not restored, the restoration is at least amazing!
In that way, he might be able to advance the plan of robbing people.
As a result, let alone robbing people now, it's even difficult to fly!
Shi An lowered his eyes in frustration, and sat down, burying his whole dragon in the soft pillow and pretending to be dead.
The demon worm flapped its wings, fell down on a corner of the pillow, and encouraged:
"My lord, don't give up! Why don't you recall how you became this state before? Maybe you can reverse it?"
"... I didn't give up."
Xiaolong slumped his head into the pillow decadently, and replied in a dull voice, "And I've tried it a long time ago."
But no matter how Shi'an tries, the energy of the light spot that has been absorbed cannot be spit out again.
As if he had become a dragon now, the whole process seemed irreversible.
Shi An seemed to have thought of something, raised his head again, flopped and sat up.
but…
What if you complete the whole process yourself
Shi An closed his eyes and began to work hard to absorb the remaining 70%.
The magic power gradually began to fill his body, and he felt as if he had entered some kind of erratic state.
Bright moonlight shining in from outside the window, shining on the delicate and hard scales of the dragon, as if immediately obedient and obedient as soon as it touched him, shrouded him in a soft halo, as if glowing in the dark .
The worm and the black smoke stared at Shi'an nervously, and subconsciously held their breath.
At this moment, the sound of the engine came downstairs.
The devil was startled, and hurriedly flew to the window and looked out—
Oops! The people from the bureau are here!
The crescent moon hung in the misty clouds, casting down the moonlight silently.
I saw a slender man pulling the car door and walking down, his brilliant silver hair even more eye-catching in the dark.
The devil's eyes were black.
… Wow, the worst result has occurred.
Isn't that Mu Heng the strongest man among human beings, the backbone of the administration! ! ! Why is it so idle! ! I can see him every time! !
Mu Heng raised his eyes and fixed a glance at the Shi Patriarch's house not far away.
He didn't know that Shi An was picked up here when he was in a coma. It was when Zhuo Fu was on the road just now, and he called to talk about it—he said, because Shi Zechun said that it would be better to accept the patient in the main house. Zhuo Fu himself was very careless, so he agreed directly, and didn't remember to tell him until Mu Heng went to pick him up.
When he received Zhuo Fu's call, Mu Heng's mind came up with the words he had heard outside the hospital.
It is self-evident what kind of treatment is given to a young man who has never eaten ice cream when he grows up.
In contact with those clamors, even the rumors that vaguely reached his ears—
Mu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little coldness flashed under his pale blue eyes.
But the Shi family had obviously received the news he was about to come, and greeted them early.
Shi Zechun smiled and hurried forward.
The man in front of him lowered his eyes indifferently, and his eyes swept across his body with a heavy pressure. Although Mu Heng had no emotions in his eyes, Shi Zechun still breathed subconsciously, and the smile on his mouth froze subconsciously. Face up.
"Shi'an hasn't woken up yet?" Mu Heng faintly retracted his gaze, and walked inward very naturally, without stopping.
Shi Zechun: "Yes... Yes."
He hurriedly followed Mu Heng, and said some sham words behind the other party: "The dog has not woken up for so long, and I am very anxious as a father. Fortunately for you to come this time, otherwise I really have nothing to do. ."
The two had already stepped into the living room at this moment.
Shi Zechun seemed to have seen Shi Rui waiting in the hall, and said, "By the way, Xiao Rui has been taking care of An'an recently. This child has a kind heart, and he has done his best and worked very hard during this time... "
Mu Heng's brow furrowed fiercely.
What
Let your illegitimate child take care of the unconscious eldest son
Shi Zechun seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and eagerly proposed:
"Come and come, Xiao Rui, go and accompany Chief Mu to find your brother..."
Mu Heng felt the disgust in his heart and rose to the extreme.
Shi Rui originally greeted him with a smiling face, but suddenly met Mu Heng's eyes, and his footsteps were subconsciously nailed to the spot.
… The other person's eyes are terrible.
That was the look that could only be experienced after experiencing the sea of blood in the corpse mountain. The cold light blue eyes looked condescendingly. The expression in the eyes did not seem to be looking at a similar species, but as if looking down at a dirty ant.
Shi Rui felt cold sweat immediately seep from his back.
It was as if a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, making him breathless.
Mu Heng's voice was cold and distant: "No need."
He asked about the location of Shi'an's room, and then walked up the stairs alone.
Even if the team of father and son were left behind, the low pressure on Mu Heng's body still did not dissipate.
He shouldn't let Zhuo Fu take responsibility for this matter.
It is best for him to do everything about Shi'an from now on.
-Mu Heng didn't realize that he had already included Shi'an under his protection without knowing it.
He followed the corridor and walked in the direction given by Shi Zechun.
Suddenly, Mu Heng paused slightly.
He frowned slightly and stared at the closed door not far away.
I don't know if it is an illusion... He has a very strange premonition, as if there is a familiar and dangerous aura lurking behind him, but he carefully captures the past, and it seems that there is nothing.
The instinct flowing in the blood rushed him forward.
Mu Heng speeded up involuntarily.
He raised his hand, pressed it on the door and pushed inward—without pushing.
It seems to be locked from the inside.
Mu Heng frowned, his fingertips moved slightly, subconsciously wanting to use magic.
At this time, a slightly nervous voice came from the door: "Don't come in!"
The young man's voice is clear, with a little hoarseness from a long sleep, and it sounds soft. Compared with the warning, it seems to be acting like a baby.
It's Shi'an.
Mu Heng was slightly startled: "...Are you awake?"
Shi An's voice came through the door panel, and it sounded a little distorted: "Yeah."
Mu Heng: "Why can't I enter?"
It was quiet for a while, and Shi'an's voice sounded slightly cramped again: "I, I'm not wearing any clothes."
Mu Heng didn't expect this answer.
He was stunned, almost immediately forcing himself not to think too much, not to let the scenes he had seen before appear in his mind.
"That… "
Mu Heng paused before continuing to say uncomfortably: "I'm waiting for you."
Shi An: "..."
His voice became quieter: "I'm already awake, and I don't need a physical examination."
The implication is that you go quickly.
But Mu Heng didn't seem to be ready to give in, his voice was low and calm, and he didn't give any room for compromise: "It has nothing to do with that, whether you are awake or not, the examination must be done."
After that day, Mu Heng called a member of the administrative bureau in the camp to inquire, but found that no one had discovered how Shi An disappeared, or when he disappeared.
Although it has now been determined that Shi'an is definitely the key to the whole thing, there are still many unexplainable questions.
The deep-seated connection and how this connection works are still unknown.
And more importantly, this inspection is not only for research, but also for Shi'an.
On the physical level, Shi An is very healthy.
However, if they guessed correctly, then this connection must be magical, and no one knows what this connection means to an ordinary human teenager.
And this kind of test can only be done after waking up.
There was no sound from the door for a long time.
Mu Heng waited patiently.
Finally, after a long time, the door opened.
This should be a controllable automatic lock that can operate the door lock switch even without getting out of bed.
Shi An was nestled on the bed, wearing a long shirt, which was obviously put on in a hurry. The button of the shirt was wrong, and the shirt collar was crooked, revealing a small patch of white skin, which looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.
Mu Heng immediately looked away and coughed slightly, "Did you just wake up?"
Shi An let out an "um" and lowered his head, seeming to be a little absent-minded.
"How does it feel?"
The young man's head was buried lower, and his long eyelashes drooped, flashing slightly with the blink, making it faintly itchy.
He thought for a while and nodded: "... Very good."
Perhaps because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Shi An didn't have much blood on his face.
The quilt was pulled tightly to the waist, as if afraid of the cold.
The only visible upper body was covered with a thin shirt, and the bones became more and more slender.
Since he kept his head down, Mu Heng could only see the other party's hairy tops, which seemed to feel good in the moonlight.
His fingers slumped to his side moved slightly, and calmly suppressed the thought of touching the other party's head.
Where Mu Heng couldn't see, Shi An's back was tight.
Because of the tension, cold sweat even oozes from the palm of his hand.
When Mu Heng came upstairs, Shi An figured out how to transform from a dragon back to a human being at the very moment when he heard Mu Heng's footsteps. What he just said was not an excuse. wear clothes.
But... That's not why he took so long.
Shi An secretly gripped the sheet tightly and wiped the sweat from his palms on it.
Under the boy's quilt, a big dragon's tail protruded from the hem of the shirt, and the tip of the long tail was wrapped around the calf, being careful not to move, for fear of being noticed by the other party.
—Because the tail can’t be retracted anymore! !