Familiar Big Tail

Chapter 60

Wen Yao's face was cold and anxious:

"How's it going down there in the southern canyon?"

"Unclear."

The subordinate shook his head "Officially the story there is that a sudden blizzard broke out in the southern canyon and all external communications and roads were cut off, but we have not detected any large-scale weather catastrophes in that direction ......"

He gritted his teeth and said viciously:

"The top brass in Avon must know something, but they've been playing us up, stalling and wasting time!"

"What about the advance party that was sent?"

"Encountered a small group of mercenaries, fighting, moving very slowly."

Wen Yao took a deep breath, a bit of fatigue coloring his brows, "Where's Officer Mu? Have you gotten in touch?"

"...... no."

Now the top management of the Avon district are all in a negative attitude to deal with them, the relevant departments will only shirk the responsibility, this district because of its remote location in the north, usually not the attention of the central district, resulting in the local forces are intertwined, and now almost have to put the perfunctory written on the face.

The Administration's team was already short-staffed, and Mu Hang could not be contacted, so things were at a standstill.

.;

As a deputy, Wen Yao has all the burden on his shoulders.

Now, she has to make a decision, and if she's not careful, she may lose everything.

Her brow furrowed as she gazed at the map in front of her.

Auction House, South Canyon ......

Finally, Wen Yao takes a slow, deep breath and looks up.

She looked determined, as if she had already made up her mind, and said in a calm and resolute tone, "Only the minimum number of people will be left at the headquarters, and all the rest of the combatants will come with me."

If she guessed correctly, this time, it was likely that the mercenaries and the senior management of the Avon District had joined forces to target the dragon's scrambling plan, and the western entrances to the south and the canyon were definitely defended by someone, and with their manpower, they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to fight with the other side on multiple fronts, and so they could only focus their efforts on breaking out from the location that was most likely to be the weak zone.

Wen Yao pointed a finger at the eastern side of the Avon Snowfield, bordering another district:

"Go here."

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The "firewood" was almost ready to burn out, and the dragon's flame inside the fireplace was weakening.

Shi An's eyelashes fluttered and her eyes opened at the right time.

His eyes had turned into pure gold-red dragon type vertical pupils, the pupils were narrow and slender, as if they were burning scarlet flames.

After such a long time, the absorption of the dragon molt was finally basically complete.

Shi An sits up, stretches, and gives a big stretch.

He yawned, blinking away the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes, and twisted his head toward the man lying beside him.

Mu Hang is still in a coma.

His sword was congealed by magic power, so the wounds caused were far more terrifying than ordinary sharp weapons, and that overpowering cold would continuously invade deeper and deeper into the wounds, although the doctors in the mercenaries were able to deal with the surface wounds, there was nothing they could do for the deeper magical wounds, not to mention the fact that he was also running for thousands of miles with such a sufficiently fatal wound, forcibly mobilizing his magical power, and even more so, he completely wiped out the mercenary troupe's entire force that was situated in the southern canyon. The main force.

Although his vital signs are now stabilized, I'm afraid it's still very difficult for him to wake up immediately.

Still, making it to the eastern canyon alive should be enough.

Shi An stroked the man's long silver hair that was strewn across the pillow and climbed up.

With the help of the Demon Worm and Black Smoke, he helps the unconscious Mu Hang put his clothes back on.

Though Mu Hang normally looked slender and not exactly burly, after the coma, that weight could literally crush a dragon, dead heavy, and a layer of sweat had risen to Shi An's forehead after she had barely managed to wrap Mu Hang up tightly.

He gasped heavily and sat on the edge of the bed for a while before he got his breath back.

It was at this moment that Shi An heard a restless kicking sound from the skeleton horse outside the tent, the snorting sound being especially clear in the silent, snowy night.

Shi An was slightly startled and narrowed her eyes in one direction.

...... has a human odor.

Heavy snow showered down, coloring the ground and the sky a consistent grayish-white.

The mercenaries who were responsible for tracking Mu Hang's whereabouts had already chased after him, the heavy snow made a crunching sound underneath their feet, and the leading mercenaries were holding several porcupine-like magical creatures in their hands, which were able to sniff and search for the scent of blood in the snow, and this was the only way to search for the injured in such an extreme environment.

Suddenly, these few fiends came to a violent stop and looked in one direction at the same time.

They plodded uneasily in place, a harsh humming sound emanating from their muzzles and noses, a fearful light flickering in their tiny eyes.

The mercenaries eyed the group of demons that were behaving abnormally suspiciously.

Did you find a clue?

Doesn't look like it ......

However, no matter how much they scolded and urged them, those demons were unwilling to advance even one more step in that direction.

That's weird.

The leader of the mercenary squad twisted his head and gave a wink to a few men behind him:

"Check it out."

Through the wind and snow, the mercenaries' pupils shrank.

Most of the destroyed camp was covered in wind and snow, vaguely visible frozen green and black corpses, poking out from the snow pile that hadn't accumulated too much thickness yet, as if they had experienced an inhumane massacre, and in all directions there were scorch marks after being burned by the blazing fire, which looked extremely horrifying.

"Quick, go call someone! Found it!"

Noisy, disorganized footsteps approached the only tent still intact in the entire camp.

Heavy hostility and murderous aura came from all directions, making the air seem to be frozen and stagnant.

"Officer Mu, we know you're in there."

The mercenary in the lead narrowed his eyes and looked fixedly towards the dead silence inside the tent, his sinister voice echoing in the roiling snow and wind, "You were able to run so far in that situation, and even managed to snatch this camp, even I have to say a word of admiration, but you should also know that right now you'd just be resisting the odds... ...We respect the strong, as long as you cooperate, we are still willing to be friends with you ......"

As he spoke, he gestured toward the other mercenaries.

The remaining two teams sneaked up the flanks and approached the tent.

Even though they knew that the other party was already seriously injured, the mercenaries still didn't dare to take it lightly.

It was important to know that the more injured a ferocious beast was, the harder it bit, and the almost completely destroyed camp in front of them was proof of their suspicions.

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

The two flanking teams of approaching mercenaries had already come into position and were just waiting for their captains to give the order to attack at the same time.

The captain slowly raised his hand.

But before he could give the order, he only heard an unfamiliar voice coming from inside the tent:

"...... You guys are really loud."

The voice was childishly clear and softly whining.

The captain froze.

Even without having seen Mu Hang himself, he knew very well that the speech was in no way emanating from Mu Hang.

Did they chase the wrong person? Or does ...... Mu Hang have other companions?

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

The man, even in his stupor, still felt the presence of a strong murderous aura, his brows furrowed and his silver-white eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if he was struggling to awaken.

He smoothed Mu Hang's brow with his fingertips.

Shi An lifted the tent's curtain and poked his head out, speaking warmly:

"Be quiet, the wounded will wake up with all this noise."

The mercenaries looked through the gap between the curtains and caught a sharp eyeful of Mu Hang's trademark silver hair.

He's really here!

And more importantly, Mu Hang appears to be very badly injured and has fallen into a coma.

The other one looks like he has no battle power at all ...... This is simply the perfect opportunity!

The mercenary captain was overjoyed, and the hand that gave the order fell violently.

-Hands on!

The mercenaries ambushed on both sides of the tent steeply attacked forward, their sharp blades cut through the tent, revealing a snowy sharp cold light, and attacked with lightning speed!

"I've said it all ......"

The teenager's voice was still soft, the tail end disgruntled and slightly downward, as if he were pouting, "You guys are too loud."

The flames flared steeply the moment his words fell.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ！！！！！" Miserable screams rang out and were engulfed in an instant.

The blazing flames engulfed the human bodies, the scarlet swimming snakes were controlled with extreme precision, and in just the blink of an eye, all the enemies had already been reduced to blackened remnants of ash, but the tents on the side were half-scorched.

...... What a horrible kill, what a horrible mastery.

All the mercenaries froze.

Even beating them to death, they didn't expect that the soft and weak looking teenager in front of them would actually have such a powerful strength.

How could it be that they had never heard the name of such a fire-type powerhouse on the continent?

Shi An swept her head down toward her palm, the corners of her lips quirking up slightly.

Sure enough, after the dragon molt was all absorbed, one's strength refined by a large margin.

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

Suddenly, he frowned fiercely.

...... strange.

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

He beckoned to the skeletal horses hiding in the snow and wind in the distance, "They're all yours."

The undead species let out a hiss of excitement and swooped down into the crowd of people who smelled of blood and flesh before them.

A mournful scream cut through the snowy night.

Shi An, however, hung her head somewhat absentmindedly as if she hadn't heard it yet.

The Demon Worm, sensing something was wrong with him, came over and snapped suspiciously:

"What is it, my lord?"

Shi An seemed to snap out of his state of delirium as he froze, glancing down at his palms before slowly shaking his head:

"...... is nothing."

Soon, the skeletal horse drank its fill of blood and came over in the direction of the tent, and in its eye sockets, the ghostly blue flames quivered insatiably, leaving a long line of bowl-sized blood-colored footprints in the snow after it snorted and meekly hung its head.

Shi An seems to be back to normal.

He patted the skeletal horse on the head and said, "Come on, we've got a whole mountain to get over."

The unconscious Mu Hang was placed on horseback and they set out again as before.

In the blanket of snow and wind, no matter how far you go, it seems like you're still in the same place, and stepping forward gradually becomes a mechanical subconscious action.

Shi An lowers her head and walks forward without saying a word.

...... strange.

Heads are spinning.

Strange sensations that he had never felt before fought within his torso, cold for a while, hot for a while, as if his mind and body were hardened in two halves, and as if some unknown and strange impulse screamed and brewed in the depths of his soul, urging him, wordlessly, to reach out and seize, to plunder, to get-

But what does ...... get?

I don't know.

Shi An frowns in some confusion and blinks sluggishly and slowly.

Shallow blush climbed on his cheeks, as if the fire like peach clouds, dark and clear eyes were also covered by a layer of foggy mist, slightly lax vision, appearing extraordinarily naïve and bewildered.

...... is really weird.

What's wrong with you?

Shi An tried hard to organize some clear thoughts in his dizzy head, but it was as if he was searching for the threads in a knotted ball of wool, and he fumbled for half a day and still came up empty-handed.

It's kind of ...... hard.

So uncomfortable.

Shi An tripped over his left foot and accidentally stumbled in the snow, and if he hadn't even reached out to hold onto the skeletal horse to the side, he might have actually fallen head over heels in the snow.

"Great ...... lord ......" The trembling voice of the demon worm sounded behind him.

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

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

Behind? What's going on?

Shi An twisted her head towards her back in confusion.

--A large, familiar tail appeared in the slightly blurred vision.

"......"

Shi An blinked sluggishly.

The dragon's tail behind him subconsciously wagged, its silver-white scales glittering brightly and brilliantly in the heavy snow.

......

Eh?