Chapter 1274
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"Cough, cough, cough …"
Shi Sheng found Mu Yu in the corner. He had several wounds on his body and his uniform was covered in blood. He was not in a better condition than the first time Shi Sheng saw him.
When Shi Sheng approached him, Shi Sheng could feel a strong murderous aura coming from him.
"It's me."
"Cough, cough, cough …" Mu Yu covered his mouth and coughed. His murderous aura receded like a tide.
Shi Sheng went up to him and hugged him. "It's okay now. I'll take you home."
When Yukishiro came around, she only saw a pool of blood on the ground. There was no one there. She scratched her head. Strange. Where is he?
…
Shi Sheng took Mu Yu home. Jiao Tong was stunned when he saw Mu Yu covered in blood.
Shi Sheng rummaged through the medicine box for a while before throwing it down roughly. She said to Jiao Tong, "Go buy some medicine."
Jiao Tong nodded. "Okay …"
He went downstairs in a hurry. What medicine should he buy?
In the end, Jiao Tong bought all the medicine he could use. It was not his money anyway, so he did not feel bad about using it.
Shi Sheng chased Jiao Tong out. He carried Mu Yu into the bedroom and put him on the bed.
Mu Yu opened his eyes but did not react. He looked lifeless, just like before.
Shi Sheng unbuttoned his jacket and revealed his shirt. The white shirt was dyed red. The wounds on his abdomen and chest were still bleeding.
Shi Sheng unbuttoned the shirt carefully and lifted it.
Shi Sheng touched the corner of the shirt but did not find the talisman she put on him.
Shi Sheng looked at the shirt again. It was almost the same as before. However, judging from the collar, it was not the same. She thought he only had two sets of clothes. Who knew he had more?
They looked the same. She did not notice that he had a new set of clothes this morning …
Damn!
Shi Sheng put down the shirt and looked at the wounds on his body. The wounds looked like they were made by a sharp knife. Blood and flesh were flying everywhere. Shi Sheng could even see the bones.
Shi Sheng's heart skipped a beat. He stopped the bleeding first.
The pain caused by the alcohol made Mu Yu frown. She subconsciously grasped the sheets under her body. Shi Sheng said softly, "Bear with it."
"Wei Xi …" Mu Yu's voice was very soft. It was as soft as a feather brushing across the surface of a lake.
"Yeah, I'm here."
He tilted his head and looked at Shi Sheng. "I don't have long to live."
Shi Sheng paused and looked up at him.
Their gazes met in the air.
Mu Yu covered his chest with his hand. "Do you feel it? Your power is growing … "
Shi Sheng's expression was cold and indifferent. "What do you mean?"
Mu Yu's chest heaved up and down. "Soul Sacrifice."
Soul sacrifice …
The master offered his soul to the contractor, and after the contractor absorbed the soul, he would have all the strength of the master.
It was no wonder that as long as Mu Yu wasn't injured, she wouldn't have any reaction at all.
That was a sign of his soul weakening.
And no matter how strong she was, how could she react?
"You will … grow stronger and stronger."
"When did it start?" Shi Sheng was still calm.
Mu Yu's gaze was blank. After a while, he said, "During that battle, you weren't Wei Xi."
"Why?"
"She has a better chance of survival than me. She will help me take revenge."
But he didn't expect Wei Xi to become her. The soul sacrifice was interrupted at that time, but it wasn't completely interrupted. His power was draining day by day.
At first, he was afraid that she would have other thoughts after knowing about it, so he didn't dare to tell her.
Later, when she asked Uncle Huan, he didn't let Uncle Huan tell her. He wasn't sure if he was afraid of what she would do after knowing, or if he just didn't want to tell her.
But now, he didn't want to hide it from her.
He wanted her to know.
Shi Sheng lowered his head and continued to treat the wound. After she finished cleaning and bandaging it, she helped him change into clean clothes.
She then propped herself up on the bed to look at him. After a few seconds, she pressed down hard.
Her face was magnified in his eyes. Her lips and teeth were pried open.
Mu Yu froze. His heart seemed to have stopped beating. Then, it started beating wildly again with an inexplicable joy.
Shi Sheng suddenly let go of him and rushed out of the bedroom.
Mu Yu was in a daze. Hearing the sound of her retching in the toilet, his wildly beating heart slowly calmed down.
After a while, she came in with a pale face. Mu Yu pursed his lips. "Am I that disgusting?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Shi Sheng sat beside him. He helped him up and fed him a glass of milk.
Shi Sheng hugged him as he slept. His lips gently rubbed against his face and slowly moved to his lips.
Mu Yu turned his head away and bit his lip.
"Just now …" Shi Sheng was a little distressed. "It has nothing to do with you. It's my own fault."
Shi Sheng coaxed Mu Yu for a long time before he slowly accepted it and responded to her carefully.
The smell of milk washed away the smell of blood, but Shi Sheng's face was still paling inch by inch. His stomach was churning violently.
She propped herself up and sat up. Mu Yu opened his eyes and looked at her. His gaze seemed to say that if she dared to vomit, he would immediately return to his initial state of ignoring everyone.
The blood in Mu Yu's mouth was already gone, but Shi Sheng was too sensitive to the smell. She could not resist the physiological reaction.
"If you don't want to kiss me, why did you kiss me?" Mu Yu's voice sounded from behind.
Shi Sheng turned around. The young man's eyes were wide open and he was staring straight at her. His slightly pale face looked very innocent.
Shi Sheng immediately suppressed his anger and explained, "I don't like blood. You …"
Mu Yu instinctively licked his lips. When he coughed just now, he had indeed coughed up blood.
But now, his mouth was filled with the smell of her and milk. There was no other taste.
Mu Yu recalled the previous two times. His body was clean and he did not smell the blood, but she could.
Mu Yu paused for a while before asking, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"A little." Shi Sheng lay back down. "I'll be fine after a while."
Mu Yu allowed Shi Sheng to hug him. His wound hurt a little, but he did not make a sound. He leaned against her chest and her softness pressed against his cheek. He blushed and moved back.
"Don't move. Be careful of your wound."
Mu Yu's body suddenly froze. He was hugged back again. He had to divert his attention. "That … my wound was scratched by a demon. What medicine did you use?"
Shi Sheng took the medicine from the bedside table and showed it to him.
Mu Yu glanced at it. "This is just an ordinary medicine. It doesn't have much effect on the wound caused by a demon."
"Then I'll buy another one for you." He forgot to tell Jiao Tong just now. Jiao Tong guessed that he had been beaten up and bought this kind of medicine.
The medicine to treat the wound caused by a demon could only be bought at a specialized store.
The people who sold the medicine there were all demon cleansers. Even if Jiao Tong went there, he would not dare to go.
"No … There's no need. My wound will heal soon." Mu Yu grabbed Shi Sheng's clothes and whispered, "My healing ability is very good. Even without medicine, I can heal."
Shi Sheng rubbed his head and put him down carefully. He got up and got off the bed. "That won't do. I feel bad seeing you in pain."
Mu Yu tugged at the corner of his clothes. Shi Sheng turned to look at him. He looked up with a pale face and said softly, "Don't go."
Every time he was injured, he would recover alone. During that period of time, it was quiet, dark, and cold.
Fear came along with it, invading his world from every pore.
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