CH 61.2

Generally Speaking, It’ll be Okay After Finding a Female Dragon (2)

Black Smoke hurriedly floated backward, out of the demon insect’s attack range.

It said, “Don’t be anxious. Aren’t I thinking of a way now…”

At this moment, Black Smoke suddenly seemed to think of something.

“Oh, right. I remember there was a method written in that book. We could temporarily delay and suppress a dragon’s estrus period if it’s successful.”

Of course, there are a few side effects…

However, I’m afraid that this is the only viable solution in this current situation.

Black Smoke said, “Let’s go. We should find a cave and settle the Lord inside first.”

Soon, they found a deep and safe-looking cave nearby. It was dark, with strong, cold stone walls, and although it was somewhat rudimentary, it would at least shelter them from the wind and snow.

Shi An’s head was half-lowered, his long bangs hanging down to cover most of his crimson cheeks.

Mu Heng was also moved off the horse, lying beside Shi An with his eyes squeezed shut.

“Let’s go. There are many materials needed. We have to split up and search for them.”

“But… with the Lord’s state now…”

The demon insect glanced with some hesitation at Shi An, curled up in the corner of the cave.

“How about I stay behind to take care of him?”

Black Smoke said, “We don’t have too much time. Let the skeleton horse stay behind. Although it doesn’t have high intelligence, it has the strongest force value out of the three of us. It should be enough to protect the Lord.”

The demon insect pointed to Mu Heng at the side and asked with a bit of caution, “Then what about him?”

Black Smoke answered, “What about him?”

Demon Insect said, “What if he suddenly wakes up?”

This human had always wanted to slay dragons, so wouldn’t it be bad if he happened to wake up and bump into Shi An in his weakest state?

Black Smoke replied, “With such severe injury? Impossible.”

It pondered. “However, it’s better to be safe.”

Black Smoke drifted over and a puff of gray smoke spread out from its body, enveloping the already unconscious man in it and drifting into his mouth and nose.

Mu Heng’s brow furrowed as if trying to ward off the effects of the strange magic.

“Don’t worry. I naturally couldn’t deal with him when he was awake. But in his weakest state now, my illusion will be enough,” Black Smoke said smugly.

The demon insect sighed in relief. “That’s good then.”

The demonic creatures added a layer of concealing magic outside the cave to prevent the people inside from being discovered.

The skeleton horse stayed outside the cave, hiding under the snow, killing any enemy that might approach this cave.

Then the two demonic creatures left in haste, splitting up to search for materials.

Soon the dimly lit cave became very quiet.

The sound of the wind and snow was blocked out as if it were a part of the world cut off from the whole continent.

Shi An opened his eyes in a daze.

His face was hot and red, the burning flush spreading from his ears to his neck, his breathing rapid and shaky.

It was unbearable.

Shi An looked around sluggishly and slowly. His vision felt fogged up and he couldn’t see anything clearly.

But, he could faintly see the bright shimmer of silver in the dimness.

It was beautiful.

…. mine.

He curled his whole body up and leaned harder toward his treasure as if he could banish this strange and unfamiliar feeling from his body by just wrapping his arms around it.

The silver-haired man’s brow furrowed and his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

He felt as if he were deep in a murky ocean, propelled by invisible forces. No matter how hard he tried to poke his head out, he could not resist going with the flow.

Memories shattered into fragments that could not be pieced together.

Blood, bodies, winds, blizzards, death.

All of it stirred together into a bottomless whirlpool, pulling him around in the darkness of his half-awake dreams.

It was as if a crack had opened in the darkness and a faint light shone through.

Mu Heng felt a cool, soft body come over and press against his arm.

He opened his eyes and looked over in bewilderment.

… Shi An.

It… was Shi An who should have been dead.

A voice in his heart was sure and firm.

This is a dream.

Mu Heng slowly lifted his hand and held the other man’s waist.

“….. Wuu.” The young man shuddered and went limp as if he had lost his strength but instinctively arched his waist and pushed himself into the man’s burning, hot palm.

The waist in his palm was thin and soft and shivered unconsciously with his movements.

So cold.

Mu Heng’s fingertips rubbed against the soft and delicate waist of the other party and even through the layer of clothing, he could still feel the cold temperature of the other person’s body that did not resemble a living person’s.

Why did you die?

Mu Heng lifted his other hand and slid it along the curvature of Shi An’s earlobe and jaw, silently lifting the other man’s face.

He lowered his eyelashes, his chaotic, dark blue eyes hidden deep in the shadows, gazing steadily at the young man lying in his arms.

Because I didn’t protect you.

The young man’s brow was furrowed, with a watery mist under his eyes, like the glistening of tears that would not fall. His thin, white throat trembled beneath the other man’s palm, emitting a pitiful, helpless whimper as he burrowed unconsciously into the other man’s arms. His lower lip was bitten scarlet and looked wet and soft, opening and closing.

Even if it would take his life…

Mu Heng lowered his head and let his instincts drive him to kiss Shi An’s lips.

He acknowledged it.