Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Shi Sheng stooped down to pick up the iron sword, she probably could understand his thoughts.

He didn't know who he was, and he didn't know what his purpose was, and the contract was a guarantee that he wouldn't hurt him.

For the sake of intellectual disability and no memory...

Just forgive your rude behavior.

Shi Sheng got up with a sword, "I will let the body deal with it for a while."

Muyu watched her leave the room, her tight body slowly slackened, leaning on the sofa, her body was soft and weak.

His eyes fell on the two people on the ground, and his eyes rolled quickly with a murderous look.

"Cough cough cough..." Mu Yu coughed over her mouth, her pale face, now even more pale.

He found a scalpel from the medical box beside the sofa, propped himself up, and walked towards the two people on the ground.

Perhaps it was his cough that awakened the two people. They were confused for a while and then saw Mu Yu, both of them were shocked, "Monster... what do you want to do?"

monster……

What do you want to do……

Muyu's eyes are more murderous.

The two struggled and found that they were tied up and shouted in their throats, "Let us go, you dare to move us, the school will not let you go."

Muyu stood in front of them and was silent for a few seconds, "You first deal with me."

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

However, the two were not focused on what Muyu said, "You can speak."

The monster could speak.

How can he speak?

For so many years, who didn’t know that the herdsman’s master was a dumb man, but he could speak?How can this be!impossible……

Mu Yu glanced at them from the top, and a trace of sarcasm appeared on his pale face, "I never said I would not speak."

...

Shi Sheng stood at the door, listening to the sound inside, and she looked at the D-class devil trembling beside her, "What is your name?"

The D-class demon hesitated for a moment and finally gritted his teeth to answer, "Cunning boy."

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

"Yes... Master."

Shi Sheng paused, without refuting his title, and disappeared into the night quickly.

Except that the high-level demons' names are public, the low-level demons will not show their names under their real names. Once the high-level demons know their names, they will give their lives to each other.

The cunning boy looked at the night, sighed in his heart, and followed a king demon, not knowing whether it was his luck or misfortune.

He glanced at the door of the room and felt that he 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 entered carefully.

The man was lying back on the sofa. Two bodies were lying in the middle of the room. His eyes were staring at him, full of terror and despair, and a bloody scalpel was thrown on the ground.

The sly boy shivered for no reason, let go of his hands and feet, took the body out, handled the blood on the clean ground, and quickly left the room.

The owner's owner is really... a bit scary.

Of course, the owner is more terrible.

The cunning boy stayed outside for one night. When it was dawn, Shi Sheng came back slowly, carrying her hand earlier, and she handed him a handful, probably remembering that the devil did not need to eat, and took it back.

Sly boy: "..."

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

Shi Sheng will put it down earlier and look at him sideways.

Yesterday, Mu Yu looked very weak, but that should be too much blood loss...

She had taken the medicine for him before, and his injury should be healed. After all, she was already healed.

The cunning boy thought that Shi Sheng asked him silently, he quickly said: "Last night I heard him cough all night."

Shi Sheng looked at the thin figure on the sofa, and she waved the cunning boy out.

After the cunning boy went out, Shi Sheng walked to Mu Yu's side and pulled him off the sofa.

Mu Yu opened her eyes, "Something?"

"injured?"

Mu Yu raised her hand, and gauze wrapped around her wrist, which was impregnated with blood stains.

"not this."

"No." Mu Yu lowered her hand and lay down again. "The herdsmen are almost here, and they don't want to be affected and leave here."

"I'm afraid of them." Shi Sheng sneered, and she stooped to hug people.

A sound of shock appeared in Muyu's eyes, reaching for her and pushing her, "Let me go."

Shi Sheng looked at him, "I don't want to be thrown down by me, just obediently."

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

Shi Sheng's mouth turned up, "So what, you tried to control me last time, what happened?"

"That's me..." Mu Yu paused, holding her hands against Shi Sheng's shoulders, and the strength gradually weakened.

That was him injured.

Shi Sheng smelled a bloody smell and reminded, "Don't use force, the wound is bleeding."

Mu Yu's strength was getting weaker and weaker. Shi Sheng held him and walked to the table. The softness he touched on his side left Mu Yu a little overwhelmed.

He put his gaze into the void, and when Sheng put him on the chair, he was relieved.

Shi Sheng picked up the medical box on the ground, put it on the table, pulled it in a circle, and then opened the gauze on his wrist.

The wound opened, and a strong bloody smell came across.

She frowned, "How did you come back?"

Mu Yu did not answer, and Shi Sheng did not continue to ask.

When he stared at Shi Sheng, he changed his medicine and re-bandaged it.

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

The teenager was wearing messy hair, and his face as delicate as a porcelain doll was full of doubts, "Where did you get the money?"

The devil does not eat, and naturally there is no such thing as money.

"Snatched." Shi Sheng pulled a chair over, "Shall I feed you?"

The teenager opened his mouth, with a pale pale lips, and the pink tongue loomed.Shi Sheng pinched himself before he could not bear to pounce.

Mu Yu's gloom and occasional innocence have a strong sense of contradiction.

And he was very defensive. She was afraid that she would progress too fast and would scare him and take her time.

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

Muyu drank porridge with her uninjured hand. The porridge tasted very good, not bought nearby.

"Um... how to clean up the bedroom?"

Mu Yu looked up, and the man who was sitting next to him just now stood at the door of the room, turning his head to look at him.

Muyu's tongue sticks out and rolls in the porridge in her mouth. "You can't live here, you don't need to clean up."

"You are so afraid of the herdsman?" Shi Sheng came back and sat next to him.

"Not afraid." Mu Yu pushed away and only drank half of the porridge. "But I am not enough to be against them at this time. It is not shameful to show weakness."

Shi Sheng leaned over to him and grinned.

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