Not even death can snatch you from my hands!

Chapter 59

Shi An lowered his head, looking toward Mu Hang, who was leaning on his shoulder.

The other party's eyelashes are lowered and closed tightly, his face is pale due to the loss of blood, the outline of his eyebrows is cold and hard, even if he is unconscious, his lips are still pursed tightly, appearing to be cold and solemn and indifferent, refusing to let others in.

"...... Hey."

Shi An shouted tentatively.

The other side did not answer.

The man's nostrils were weak, and his long silver hair, untied, slid down like a waterfall, spreading over Shi An's shoulders.

Shi An's movement paused slightly, and his eyes fell on Mu Hang's body-

So far, he had never seen Mu Hang so weak.

The teenager sniffled, and his dark, bright eyes slowly lit up.

...... Yeah!!!

There's never been a better time to make Mu Hang shiny amber!

It's really all about getting what you want!

Although he had given up on going to the auction house to retrieve his treasure for the time being, it was more important that he did so here, for if Mu Hang did die or fall into the hands of someone else, his intentions of making his perfect collection would be forever lost.

Shi An lowered her head, carefully rubbing her cheek against the top of the other's hair, narrowing her eyes slightly in happiness.

Baby, you're gonna be mine forever.

He whistled.

A minute later, the huge skeletal horse appeared within the cave, its white-boned head hanging low, scorch marks still on its ribs, and a pair of black-holed eye-sinks gazing at the unconscious human in front of it, its ghostly-blue flames leaping wildly, looking a little agitated under the stimulation of the blood aura.

Shi An saw right through the mind of the undead species in front of him.

He smiled, a streak of crimson fire sweeping through the depths of his eyes, "Don't touch him."

"You take one lick of him and I'll break every bone in your body for firewood, understand?"

The teenager's voice was soft with a smile, but the depths of his eyes carried a seriousness that bordered on cruelty.

Skeleton Horse: "......!!!"

As if it understood the threat of the bogeyman in front of it, it immediately curbed its salivating hunger and thirst and obediently lowered its head in a submissive gesture.

Seeing that the Skull Horse had dismissed the thought, Shi An withdrew her gaze and smiled slightly:

"Nice."

He spreads a looted cotton shirt over the back of the skeletal horse, then Magic Worm and Black Smoke shake out of their pockets and direct the two of them to move the unconscious Mu Hang onto the horse's back.

Seeming to sense the approach of an unfamiliar aura, Mu Hang's stern brow furrowed, his gloved fingers twitching slightly as if he were trying to break out of his lethargy and take up a welcoming stance.

Shi An leaned forward and intimately rubbed the tip of her nose against the other's cheek, her tone gentle:

"Don't worry, go to sleep."

The man's frown loosened a little, and he sank back into unconsciousness again.

Black Smoke carefully approached and said to Demon Worm in confusion, "That, Lord Dragon and this human should be enemies right?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

Black Smoke: "I heard those humans chatting just now, so, actually, Mu Hang came here to save the Dragon Lord?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

Black Smoke: "And then, His Excellency gave up going to the auction house and turned back to save Mu Hang?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

Black Smoke was silent for a long time, "...... You know what I was going to ask right?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

"But you don't know that either?"

"...... hmmm."

Shi An settled Mu Hang down and turned his head towards the Demon Worm and the black smoke on the side:

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

The two demons extremely tacitly chose to unanimously forget about the topic just now and flew into Shi An's sleeve, and the three demons, one person and one dragon, headed out of the cave.

Soon the large cavern was empty.

Twenty minutes later.

Heavy silhouettes shifted and hurried footsteps echoed through the tunnel.

Soon, a group of mercenaries walked in.

The leader of the group looked around the circle, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He stepped forward, stopping in front of the blood-solidified development and looking around.

The cave in front of him was scorched black by the fire, there were corpses in all directions, and the spell formation in front of him had been destroyed.

He crouched down, his gloved fingers gently brushing over the sword marks on the ground and the bloody remnants of frozen ice.

"Mu Hang is injured and won't go far."

The leader of the mercenaries stood up and said, "All the arrangements have been made above, we have not only obtained the tacit approval of the upper echelons of the Irving District, but also because Mu Hang killed the two sons of the Chen Family, the people of the Chen Family in the Irving District are also mobilized with us, he won't be able to run away this time."

He ordered:

"Continue to seal the mountain, don't let a fly out, start a carpet search throughout the Avon Snowfield, no matter what the cost, make sure you find this man for me!"

*

The flurry of snow had finally stopped falling, but the sky remained gray and gloomy, as if the next storm was still brewing.

Since the horse's back was occupied by the wounded, Shi An had no choice but to follow the skeleton horse.

Taking care of Shi An's speed, the skeleton horse walked on and off.

Shi An dips her eyes in thought about something.

That kind of magical creature that can secrete resin is certainly not found in a place with such low temperatures like the Avon Snow Plains.

But since Shi An had started to play with this idea long ago, plus he had become more and more proficient in the use of his cell phone, he had properly checked the location of that kind of demonic creature infestation after he entered the Avon District.

There is an eastern canyon beyond the Avon Snowfield that is in close proximity to the Rust District, and there seemed to be signs of this magical infestation reported there some time ago.

From here, it's pretty much east over the remains of Abyssal Canyon and then over the Avon Snow Mountains.

Shi An turned her head to look at Mu Hang, who was unconscious on the horse's back, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

It will be cold along the way, but it's all worth it for your precious collection.

It was at this moment that Shi An seemed to have suddenly realized something, and with a slight start, she jerked to a halt.

-- Mu Hang's vitals are much weaker than they were a moment ago.

He stepped forward and raised his hand to feel for a pulse on the side of the man's neck.

The moment her fingertips touched it, Shi An shivered from the heat.

Mu Hang's body temperature was already on the high side compared to normal humans, and now it was even hotter to the touch, as if it could burn a person.

The pulse beat was weak and disorganized.

Shi An was startled.

To be made into perfectly preserved amber, humans must not become corpses; death makes the eyes cloudy, the limbs stiff, the hair dull, and if Mu Hang dies, the collection made that way is completely worthless!

At that moment, the Demon Worm interjected at the right time, cautiously reminding:

"That, my lord, after a human is injured, it is necessary to treat the wound ......"

Shi An, that's what dawned on him.

Oh yes oh, the human body is very fragile and needs careful care after an injury.

In the past, as a gargoyle, there were basically not many creatures that could actually hurt him, so what Shi An should do after an injury was almost completely blank.

He hesitated, twisting his head to look at the Demon Worm, "Treating wounds, would you?"

Magic Worm: "......"

You are touching on something that is outside the scope of my knowledge.

*

Avon Snow Plains, the eastern end of the Abyssal Rift Ruins, inside a mercenary's makeshift camp.

"Bang!"

The roaring flames exploded between the ice and snow in the sky, the crazy flames swept with a high temperature capable of melting people's skin and bones, roaring recklessly between heaven and earth, the flames seemed to have an independent mind and life in general, mercilessly wreaking havoc between the campsites, the mournful screams resounded, echoing under the dome of the sky.

"What's going on?!"

Shocked and angry, the mercenary's squad leader heard the commotion outside, and snapped to his feet, plowing through his weapons.

But before he could step outside, a man whose body was scorched with fire lunged in from outside without warning, and the man's mournful screams stopped the instant he touched the ground, convulsed twice, and died.

A horrified look appeared on the mercenary squad leader's face.

Not to mention the fact that such a fire was started in such an extreme cold environment and caused so much damage...

Who could it be?

Fiery flames surrounded it on all sides, releasing a terrifying power outwards.

Suddenly, a narrow path suddenly parted between the fires, and a slenderly built teenager walked slowly in the direction of the tent through the fluffy flames in all directions.

Behind the teenager was a horrifying blaze, a pair of dark eyes were reflected by the monstrous fire into a bright red color, as if it was a burning fire that burned silently in the depths of the dark abyss.

He raised his hand and pulled down the pink scarf around his neck, revealing a pretty white face.

The teenager smiled good-naturedly and coyly, "Hello? Is there a doctor here, please?"

*

Outside the tent, the mercenary's camp had long since been reduced to rubble, dead snow spilling down and drowning out the terrible traces of the fires that had burned through.

Inside the tent.

Dragon flames crackled within the fireplace, warming the entire tent.

In the dim light, it was possible to see that the floor of the tent was soaked in layers of blood, and the shape of a human arm was faintly visible in the flames within the fireplace.

--The human body's limbs stacked up and became sustenance for the flames to devour.

On the bed, the silver-haired man's eyelids were closed and he was in a deep coma.

He □□□ upper body, solid and tight muscle lines honed from countless actual battles, strong and extremely efficient bone lines, strong explosive power contained under the undulating skin, scars acquired in battle covered the polished skin deeply and shallowly, appearing wild and ferocious, each of which symbolized a war in which lives were fought for.

Mu Hang's chest wound is thickly wrapped in layers of gauze, with blood faintly seeping out.

The leaping flames reflected on the man's pale side face, gilding him with a crimson shimmer.

Shi An yawned and climbed into bed as well, curling up next to Mu Hang.

He rested on Mu Hang's shoulder, kissing the burning hot body of the man beside him, and raised his eyes, his red-gold vertical pupils glittering in the darkness.

--Not even death can snatch you from my hands before you become part of my collection.

Shi An naturally curled her entire dragon into the other's arms.

He smiled and rubbed the other man's chest.

Shi An then closed her eyes and began to continue transforming and absorbing the last bit of energy from the dragon molt remaining in her body.

......

Not far away, Black Smoke and Demon Worm gazed at the bizarre scene in front of them in silence.

Black Smoke: "Speaking of which, are you still going to kill Mu Hang?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

Black Smoke: "So is Mu Hang still going to slay the dragon?"

Magic Worm: "Uh-huh."

"......"

Black Smoke looked at the intimate man and dragon in front of him and slowly said, "Don't you think that the relationship between the two of them is a bit perverted?"

Magic Worm: "......"

It pondered for a few seconds and said slowly:

"Uh-huh."