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After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up Chapter 112 English RAW: Definitely not for raising a dragon

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Human palms are dry and warm, stroking them down the spine with just the right strength and even rhythm.

Shi An was very comfortable being slapped, and the whole dragon collapsed on Mu Heng's knee.

He kicked his paws happily, rolled over, showing his belly defenselessly:

"Yeah, yeah, I slept for a long time before, and it happened to usher in the last molting period. The estrus period came after I absorbed the dragon slough, but don't worry, I have suppressed it with the medicine."

Shi An narrowed his eyes and said lazily.

Mu Heng paused: "You just shed your skin?"

Xiaolong groaned in reply.

"How many times?" Mu Heng asked with his eyes down.

"For the fourth time, I was super mighty and handsome before molting." Shi'an flicked his tail proudly, he paused, and then added in a more proud tone: "Of course it looks good now."

Mu Heng said "Yes" with a deep voice: "Indeed."

"However, aren't most dragons only three times?"

He frowned and asked.

"It seems that the abyssal dragon has one more time than other dragons, but because I am the only one, there is no one of my clan to refer to." Shi'an raised his chin naturally, and used his tail to draw the back of Mu Heng's hand. .

"You don't have the same race?"

Mu Heng received the hint and scratched its thin neck with his fingertips: "Even before you fell asleep, didn't you?"

"No eh."

Shi An thought for a while and said, "At least I haven't seen it since I opened my eyes."

"When I just broke the shell, I thought the black dragons nearby were my kin, but I was driven out after running over. It took me a long time to figure out that I was the last one." Shi Ann grunted twice, squinted his eyes happily, and answered briskly.

But Mu Heng couldn't help but stop when he stroked the dragon.

Inexplicably, his heart sank.

A little black dragon that had just broken its shell came to mind.

The scales are still soft, and have not learned to fly, only flapping their wings awkwardly.

Naively and blindly thinking that the black dragon not far away was his family, he stumbled in that direction with difficulty, but what he got was boundless indifference and hostility.

I have never seen any of my own family since I was born.

How lonely it should be on this unfamiliar and vast continent.

Mu Heng pursed his lips, pressed his palm against Xiaolong's belly, stroking it one after another:

"and after?"

"Is that nest of black dragons?" Shi An blinked the golden red dragon pupils and said in an innocent and harmless tone: "Later when I grew up, I flew back and burned their homes and took all of them. Treasure."

Mu Heng: "..."

The second time Wen Yao and Zhuo Fu arrived, Shi An waited for his bag as he wished.

The silver-white little dragon crouched beside Zhuo Fu, a pair of shiny golden-red vertical pupils looking expectantly at the human being in front of him.