Shi Sheng bent down and picked up the iron sword. She could probably understand his idea.

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

For the sake of this mentally retarded person who has no memory

I'll forgive you for your rude behavior first.

Shi Sheng got up with a sword. "I'll let someone deal with the body later."

Mu Yu watched her leave the room. Her tight body relaxed slowly and leaned against the sofa. Her whole body was soft and weak.

His eyes fell on the two people on the ground, and the fundus of his eyes turned quickly and filled with a murderous spirit.

"Cough, cough..." Mu Yu covered his mouth and coughed. His pale face became more pale at this time.

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

Maybe his cough woke the two people up. They were confused for a while, and then saw Muyu. They were surprised, "monster... What do you want to do?"

Monster

What do you want to do

The murderous spirit in Mu Yu's eyes is stronger.

The two struggled and found themselves tied up and shouted, "let us go, you dare to move us, and the school will not let you go."

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

These two people, in the dormitory, started with him first.

However, their attention was not on what Mu Yu said, "you can speak."

The monster can speak.

How can he talk?

For so many years, who doesn't know that the eldest young master of the shepherd is mute, but he can speak? How is that possible! Impossible

Mu Yu looked down at them, and a trace of irony appeared on his pale face. "I never said I couldn't speak."

……

Shi Sheng stood at the door and listened to the voice inside. She looked at the d-level demon trembling nearby, "what's your name?"

The d-level demon hesitated for a moment and finally clenched his teeth and replied, "cunning boy."

"Nice name." Shi Sheng raised his feet and walked downstairs, "clean up and don't disturb him."

"Yes... Master."

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

Except that the name of high-level demons is public, low-level demons will not show their real name. Once the name is known by high-level demons, it means giving their life to each other.

The cunning boy looked at the night and sighed at the bottom of his heart. He followed a king demon. He didn't know whether it was his luck or misfortune.

He looked at the door and felt that it was a little abrupt to enter at this time, so he stood outside for a while. After the room was quiet for a long time, he went in carefully.

The man had been lying back on the sofa. Two bodies were lying in the middle of the room. His eyes were staring at the boss, full of panic and despair. A bloody scalpel was thrown on the ground.

The cunning boy shivered for no reason, took his hands and feet lightly, took out the body, cleaned the blood on the ground, and left the room quickly.

The master's master is really... A little scary.

Of course, the host is more terrible.

Cunning boy stayed outside all night. At dawn, Shi Sheng came back slowly with breakfast in her hand. She gave him one. Maybe she remembered that the devil didn't need to eat and took it back.

Cunning boy: "

"Master." The cunning boy followed Shi Sheng in and whispered, "he... He seems to have been seriously injured."

Shi Sheng will put down early and look at him.

Muyu looked very weak yesterday, but he should have lost too much blood

She has taken medicine for him before. His injury should be cured. After all, she has been cured.

Cunning boy thought Shi Sheng was silently asking him. He hurriedly said, "I heard him cough all night last night."

Shi Sheng looked at the thin figure on the sofa. She waved cunning boy out.

After the cunning boy went out, Shi Sheng went to Mu Yu and pulled him up from the sofa.

Mu Yu opened his eyes, "what's up?"

"Hurt?"

Mu Yu raised his hand and wrapped gauze around his wrist, which was stained with warm blood.

"Not this."

"No." Mu Yu put down his hand and lay down again. "The shepherds are coming. If you don't want to be involved, you'll leave here."

"I'll be afraid of them." When Sheng was cold, she bent down and picked people up.

Mu Yu's eyes seemed to flash a ray of shock. He reached out and pushed her, "let go of me."

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

"I am your master." Mu Yu stared at her, "even if you are not restless, the contract can't be changed."

Shi Sheng's mouth turned up, "so what? You wanted to control me last time. What happened?"

"That's me..." Mu Yu paused and his strength gradually weakened against Shi Sheng's shoulder.

He was hurt.

Shi Sheng smelled the smell of blood and reminded, "don't try hard, the wound is bleeding."

Muyu's strength is getting weaker and weaker. Shi Sheng holds him to the table. The softness of his side makes Muyu a little overwhelmed.

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

Shi Sheng picked up the medical box on the ground, put it on the table, scraped it around, and then opened the gauze on his wrist.

The wound really cracked, and a strong smell of blood came to my face.

She frowned. "How did you get back?"

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

When he stared, Sheng changed his dressing and wrapped it up again.

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

The boy wore messy hair and his face as delicate as a porcelain doll was full of doubts, "where did you get the money?"

If demons don't eat, they won't have money for such things.

"Robbed." Shi Sheng pulled up a chair and said, "shall I feed you?"

The young man opened his mouth with a pale lip, and the pink tip of his tongue was like a shadow. Shi Sheng pinched himself, but he didn't rush up.

Mu Yu's darkness and occasionally exposed innocence have a strong sense of contradiction.

And he was very defensive. She was afraid that she would scare him if she made too fast. Take your time.

He looked at Shi Sheng and spit out two words, "No."

Mu Yu drinks porridge with his uninjured hand. The porridge tastes good. He didn't buy it nearby.

"Well... How do you clean the bedroom?"

Mu Yu looked up. The man sitting next to him just now stood at the door of the room and turned to look at him.

Mu Yu put out the tip of his tongue and rolled the porridge in. "I can't live here. I don't have to clean up."

"Are you so afraid of the shepherd?" Shi Sheng came back and sat next to him.

"Not afraid." Mu Yu pushed away half of the porridge, "but I'm not enough to be an enemy with them at this time. It's not shameful to show weakness."

Shi Sheng leaned towards him and grinned.

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