The villain boss is poisonous

Shi Sheng bent down to pick up the iron sword, she probably understood his thoughts.

He doesn't know who he is, and he doesn't know what his purpose is, and the contract is a layer of protection so that he can't hurt him.

For the sake of this mentally handicapped person who has no memory...

Just forgive your rude behavior first.

Shi Sheng stood up holding the sword, "I'll have someone handle the corpse later."

Mu Yu watched her leave the room, her tense body slowly relaxed, leaning against the sofa, feeling limp all over.

His eyes fell on the two people on the ground, and a murderous look surged in his eyes very quickly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mu Yu covered his mouth and coughed, his already pale face became even paler now.

He rummaged through the medical box next to the sofa and found a scalpel, stood up with support, and walked towards the two people on the ground.

Maybe it was his cough that woke the two of them up. They were confused for a while, and then when they saw Mu Yu, both of them were shocked, "Monster... what do you want?"

monster……

What do you want to do……

The murderous look in Mu Yu's eyes became stronger.

The two struggled and found themselves tied up, shouting at the top of their voices, "Let go of us, if you dare to touch us, the school will not let you go."

Mu Yu stood in front of them, silent for a few seconds, "You guys did it to me first."

These two people attacked him first in the dormitory.

However, the two people's attention was not on what Mu Yu said, "You can talk."

This monster can actually talk.

How can he speak?

For so many years, who didn't know that the young master of the Mu family was dumb, but he could speak?how can that be!impossible……

Mu Yu stared at them condescendingly, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his pale face, "I never said I couldn't speak."

……

Shi Sheng stood at the door and heard the voices inside stop. She looked at the trembling D-level demon next to her, "What's your name?"

The D-rank demon hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and replied, "Sly Boy."

"The name is good." Shi Sheng lifted his foot and walked downstairs, "Clean up and don't disturb him."

"It's... master."

Shi Sheng paused, did not refute his address, and disappeared into the night very quickly.

Except that the names of high-level demons are public, low-level demons will not reveal their real names. Once a high-level demon knows their name, it means that they have given their lives to the other party.

Qiaotong looked at the night, sighed in his heart, followed a king and a devil, he didn't know if it was his luck or misfortune.

He glanced at the door and felt that it was a bit abrupt for him to enter at this time, so he stood outside for a while, and after a long time of silence in the room, he entered carefully.

The man was already lying back on the sofa. Two corpses were lying in the middle of the room, their eyes wide open, full of horror and despair, and a bloody scalpel was thrown on the ground.

Qiao Tong shivered for no reason, lightened his hands and feet, got the corpse out, cleaned up the blood on the ground, and left the room quickly.

The master's master is really... kind of scary.

Of course, the master is more terrifying.

Qiao Tong stayed outside all night, and when it was almost dawn, Shi Sheng came back slowly, with breakfast in her hand, and she gave him a copy, probably because she remembered that the devil didn't need to eat, so she took it back.

Sly Boy: "..."

"Master." Qiao Tong followed Shi Sheng in, and whispered: "He...he seems to have been seriously injured."

Shi Sheng put it down earlier and turned his head to look at him.

Mu Yu looked very weak yesterday, but that should be due to excessive blood loss...

She had taken medicine for him before, so his injury should be healed, after all, she was already healed.

Qiaotong thought that Shi Sheng was asking him silently, so he hurriedly said: "I heard him cough all night last night."

Shi Sheng looked at the thin figure on the sofa, and she waved Jiu Tong out.

After Qiao Tong went out, Shi Sheng walked up to Mu Yu and pulled him up from the sofa.

Mu Yu opened his eyes, "Is there something wrong?"

"injured?"

Mu Yu raised his hand, the gauze was still wrapped around his wrist, which was soaked in thick blood.

"That's not it."

"No." Mu Yu put down his hands and lay down again, "The people from the Mu family are coming soon, so leave here if you don't want to be implicated."

"I'll be afraid of them." Shi Sheng snorted coldly, and she bent down to hug him up.

A gleam of shock seemed to flash in Mu Yu's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to push her, "Let me go."

Shi Sheng looked at him, "If you don't want to be thrown down by me, just be obedient."

"I am your master." Mu Yu glared at her, "Even if you are not Weixi, the contract cannot be changed."

The corners of Shi Sheng's lips turned up, "So what, you tried to control me last time, what happened?"

"That's me..." Mu Yu paused, his strength gradually weakened as he pressed his hands against Shi Sheng's shoulders.

That's when he got hurt.

Shi Sheng smelled blood and reminded, "Don't force yourself, the wound is bleeding."

Mu Yu's strength became weaker and weaker, Shi Sheng hugged him and walked towards the table, the softness he touched on his side made Mu Yu a little at a loss.

He turned his eyes to the void, and when Shi Sheng put him on the chair, he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Shi Sheng picked up the medical box on the ground, put it on the table, pawed around inside, and then took off the gauze on his wrist.

Sure enough, the wound opened, and a strong smell of blood came over his face.

She frowned, "How did you get back?"

Mu Yu didn't answer, and Shi Sheng didn't continue to ask.

He stared at Shi Sheng to change his dressing, and then re-bandaged him.

Shi Sheng pushed the unused things to the other side of the table, and pulled the breakfast over, "Eat."

The young man had messy hair, and his delicate porcelain doll face was full of doubts, "Where did you get the money?"

Demons don't eat, so naturally they don't have such things as money.

"I stole it." Shi Sheng dragged a chair over, "Do you want me to feed you?"

The young man opened his mouth, and the pink tip of his tongue could be seen between the pale lips.Shi Sheng pinched himself, so he couldn't resist not rushing forward.

There is a strong sense of contradiction between Mu Yu's darkness and the occasional innocence.

And he is very defensive, she is afraid that if she moves too fast, she will scare him, so take her time.

He glanced at Shi Sheng and said two words, "No need."

Mu Yu drank the porridge with his uninjured hand, the porridge tasted very good, and he didn't buy it nearby.

"Hmm...how do I clean up the bedroom?"

Mu Yu raised his head, and the person who was sitting next to him just now was standing at the door of the room, turning his head to look at him.

Mu Yu stuck out the tip of his tongue and rolled the porridge around his mouth, "I can't live here, so I don't need to clean up."

"Are you so afraid of the Mu family?" Shi Sheng walked back and sat next to him.

"Not afraid." Mu Yu pushed away the half-drinked porridge, "But I'm not good enough to be their enemy at this time, showing weakness is not shameful."

Shi Sheng moved closer to him, grinning.

"You don't need to show weakness to anyone but me."