A gentle breeze blew from afar, carrying the smell of blood with it.
The sky began to brighten, and the first rays of the morning sun slowly crossed the horizon, illuminating the world.
After some time, the person on the ground moved. The sunlight was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. It took him a while to get used to it. He opened his eyes slightly, and the blood-stained grass swayed in front of him, brushing past the tip of his nose. It was extremely ticklish.
Mu Yu's entire body was in pain.
It felt like countless knives were sawing at his body, trying to cut him into pieces.
He supported himself on the ground and slowly sat up.
"You're not dead yet." A slightly regretful voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
He looked up, and his azure blue eyes reflected the girl opposite him.
The school uniform outlined her curves. The school skirt was a little short, revealing her fair and slender legs.
She tilted her head slightly, and her red hair fell in front of her chest, blocking the view that the school uniform couldn't.
Her eyes, which seemed to be stained with blood, were calmly staring at him.
She had lost her usual aura, but she was more indifferent. Nothing in the world could enter her eyes.
Unending …
This wasn't Unending.
Even if that face was exactly the same as he remembered.
Shi Sheng watched the porcelain doll get up from the ground, his azure blue eyes still unmoved. His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and a clear voice came from his lips. "Who are you?"
It was a very pleasant voice, but he didn't know why he didn't speak.
Shi Sheng's mouth twitched, and his voice spread with the wind. "Your contractor."
The porcelain doll was probably checking the contract, and his pale face wrinkled. There was no problem with the contract.
She was still Unending.
But why did she give him a completely different feeling?
"Cough cough …" The porcelain doll suddenly coughed, and blood flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably. He coughed with great difficulty, as if he was going to cough out his organs.
Shi Sheng looked on coldly, and felt waves of pain that didn't belong to her.
After a while, she cursed, "F * ck!"
She waited for him to lie down for an entire night, but he didn't die, and now he was torturing her.
Even the original male lead had the aura of a male lead!
What a scam!
The porcelain doll coughed for a while before he stopped. Perhaps he had used up all his energy, for he fell back and looked at Shi Sheng with his head tilted. His eyes did not move, and he did not make a sound. If not for the fact that he was still breathing, Shi Sheng would have suspected that he was dead.
Shi Sheng sat for a while, then stood up and walked towards the porcelain doll. She walked unsteadily, as if a gust of wind would blow her over.
When she finally reached the porcelain doll, she looked down at him. "Why don't you commit suicide?"
The porcelain doll's eyes moved and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "You are not Wei Xi."
"I'm not." Shi Sheng did not deny it. "But this body is still alive, so are you going to commit suicide?"
The porcelain doll was not surprised. He did not say anything else, nor did he have any intention of committing suicide.
Shi Sheng: "…"
Only talking to Wei Xi?
It seemed that among so many people, only Wei Xi had heard him speak.
Shi Sheng looked up at the sky with melancholy. How could they let him commit suicide?
He had already given up all hope, so why didn't he commit suicide?
Shi Sheng stood there for a while. The porcelain doll stared at her without blinking, as if he could not feel any pain.
She was a contractor, so the pain she felt was only a third of the master's. If she felt pain, one could imagine how much pain the porcelain doll was going through.
It was so painful!
* flips table * Why did she have to suffer with him?
Shi Sheng was so angry that she cursed for a long time. Then, she pulled the Iron Sword over and placed the porcelain doll on the Iron Sword. The porcelain doll remained silent from the beginning to the end. He was the perfect example of a male protagonist who cherished his words as if they were gold.
If this was not a contract, I would have chopped him into a few hundred pieces.
The porcelain doll lived in a remote alley in the city. There was a name for the alley, Paradise Street. It was not because it was a paradise, but because it was a paradise for all kinds of people.
Ever since the porcelain doll knew that he had a contract with a demon, he did not dare to live in the Mu family. He left the Mu family and moved to this place.
There were not only humans here, but also demons.
After the demons hid the color of their hair and pupils, they looked no different from normal people. Normal people could not tell if the people around them were demons or not.
The house rented by the porcelain doll was not big. It only had one bedroom and one living room.
Shi Sheng threw the porcelain doll on the bed and turned to leave.
She had only taken two steps when she suddenly could not move. Shi Sheng turned to look at the person on the bed.
Her voice was cold. "Let go."
To hell with the blood contract.
The porcelain doll kept his head turned and asked, "Who are you?"
Shi Sheng gritted his teeth. "I'm your ancestor."
Something seemed to shrink in the air, imprisoning her in an invisible and narrow space.
Shi Sheng summoned the Iron Sword. The Iron Sword slashed at the bed. The bed was cut in half and the porcelain doll fell under the bed.
Shi Sheng was free. He went forward and picked the doll up. "If you dare to use the power of the contract on me again, I will kill you."
The porcelain doll was fearless and stated the truth. "You can't kill me."
"I can't kill you, but … I can let someone else kill you." Yes, he could let someone else kill him.
[Host, Feng Ci.]
Shi Sheng: "…"
No, I'll see you next time!
[…] Host, you're scaring me. Master, come quickly. Host hasn't taken any medicine.
Shi Sheng threw him away. The porcelain doll fell on the broken bed and coughed again.
Shi Sheng turned and went out. He caught someone disguised as a demon and pointed at the coughing porcelain doll. "Kill him."
This demon was a Class D demon. Wei Xi was a King Demon. Even if he was injured, his aura would still scare normal demons.
Many demons on Paradise Street knew that there was a high-level demon living here. However, this demon usually did not appear, so they did not want to court death.
They did not know what level she was, but the Class D demons who had been in close contact with her knew what level she was.
This Class D demon did not know that he was so unlucky. He was caught as soon as he stepped out.
And such a high-level one … Help!!
The D-class demon trembled as he looked at the porcelain doll on the bed. His face instantly turned pale. "King … this, this … isn't this your contractor?"
He remembered that he had heard her call him Master in a sarcastic tone.
You will die if I kill you!
"Don't want such a trash contractor. Hurry up and kill him!"
The Class D demon trembled even more. Was the king testing him? It must be so. Why would the king seek his own death?
Therefore, the Class D demon bent his legs and knelt in front of Shi Sheng to express his sincerity. "King, I am absolutely loyal to you. I will never betray you."
Shi Sheng: "…" What kind of development was this?
I only asked you to kill someone. Who asked you to express your sincerity?
"Okay, kill him first. Then express your sincerity."
The Class D demon: "…"
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