Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

The steward saw that Zhao Wulang was staring at the beautiful profile of Li Mo nearby, obsessed with it, without saying a word. Perhaps his mind had drifted away somewhere far away, so he quickly responded, "Yes, yes... we will..." As he spoke, Zhao Wulang was still staring at Li Mo infatuatedly without saying a word, which made him feel a little miserable.

Zhao Wulang was born in the Zhao family, with indescribable wealth and power. He had been able to get whatever he wanted since he was a child, but his spiritual roots were only of middle quality. He could not compare with the proud sons of the family, the eldest and the third sons, and even less with the elites from other sects outside the family, who were among the top ten on the "Tianxing List" and the top masters in the Demon Hall. The huge gap made him angry, and he was bent on planning a shortcut to overshadow his brother and get the true inheritance of Elder Zhao.

The steward could see that Zhao Wulang was very attracted by Li Mo's beauty and wanted to get her help, but Li Mo came from Ducang Peak and was not so easy to get along with. He also tried to persuade Zhao Wulang, but he would not listen.

He has the precious status of being the great-grandson of Elder Zhao, so he wants it.

Li Mo walked in front and led the way. Zhao Wulang followed closely behind her. He stared at Li Mo's perfect curves from behind, and his heart was filled with lust... He knew that this wouldn't work. Li Mo was not a woman from his clan who could be driven and ravaged by him. She was the second disciple of the Heavenly Sword God and an elite on the Tianxing Ranking of the Wentian Sect. But he couldn't control himself. When he saw Li Mo, his whole body couldn't help but feel itchy inside. A kind of agitation surged from the bottom of his heart, continuously... He licked his lips with a dry mouth, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster...

Zhao Wulang's breathing became heavier, his steps became heavier, and the corners of his eyes slowly began to turn red...

Suddenly, a black shadow in the distance dispersed, and a demonic aura filled the sky and earth... Li Mo stopped, frowned slightly, and said, "A demon actually appeared near Wentian Sect. This is unusual..." Turning his head, he looked at Zhao Wulang, ignoring his dazed look, and said, "It may be that the scent of the snow spirit flower that was leaked just now attracted it."

"Then, what should we do?" The manager became very anxious after hearing this.

Li Mo thought for a moment, then formed a seal with his fingers and drew a golden magic circle above the three people's heads, covering them. He said, "I'll go take a look. This demon is not a trivial one. You stay here and don't walk around. Wait for me to come back."

He cast a spell and dodged, turning into a shadow and teleporting away.

There was silence in the forest, with the sound of jackdaws chirping in the distance and the crackling sound of the wind blowing into people's ears, bringing with it an inexplicable sense of eeriness...

Suddenly, there were sounds of fighting in formations and breaking air in the distance, as if the monster was no ordinary creature as Li Mo said, and even Li Mo was about to get into a fight with it.

If Li Mo couldn't get away from it, then wouldn't they... Shen Qin felt a little uneasy, and a little bit of fear rose in her heart. Just as she was carefully observing her surroundings, she saw a scene somewhere and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah——"

"What are you yelling about—you want to die, right?" Zhao Wulang frowned and shouted sternly.

He also knew that the monster that even Li Mo had to fight for a long time was not a good thing and was extremely dangerous. He was afraid that Shen Qin's scream would attract the ferocious monster and put them in danger.

Shen Qin pointed with trembling fingers at the rising and wriggling black shadow in the distance, and whispered in a low voice: "Then..."

Zhao Wulang and the steward looked in the direction he pointed and saw a huge dark object slowly moving towards them. They stared with their eyes wide open and stepped back in horror. The monster had dark limbs surging, and it seemed to have hundreds of tentacles, spinning and moving in the sky. They couldn't see its eyes, nose and other facial features, only tentacles as big as giant trees spreading in all directions...

Zhao Wulang's throat tightened and he screamed, "Hurry up, come and protect me."

Shen Qin obeyed the order, suppressed her fear and wanted to step forward. She also knew that if she left the protective formation of Limobu, she would be in greater danger, but Zhao Wulang was the master - she was a step slower, and heard Zhao Wulang yelling: "What else do you want? Come and protect me quickly. Your worthless lives are used to show their value at this time. If you don't do it, your parents, brothers and sisters, will all be buried with you in the future!"

She saw the steward immediately stagger out of the protective formation set up by Li Mo and rush towards Zhao Wulang. His unusual movement caused a violent reaction from the monster. It immediately raised a huge tentacle. Densely packed white sharp teeth and a mouthpiece extended from the black tentacle. It moved its mouthpiece, and wisps of black air and blood-red meat slowly overflowed from its mouth. Red blood dripped onto the ground from time to time. The green grass immediately emitted black smoke and dried up into ash as soon as it came into contact with the blood.

"Hurry up and come to me..." Zhao Wulang screamed again, his voice full of collapse. Shen Qin's heart tightened, but thinking of her parents in the Zhao family, she had to leave the golden light protection array that Li Mo had arranged for her and rushed to Zhao Wulang. As soon as she left the protection array, she saw the steward who had just left the array being rolled up into the air by the black tentacles. The steward screamed in fear, and the sound resounded through the sky. Countless blood and flesh fell one by one, and the steward's voice became weaker and weaker...

The next moment, Shen Qin felt her body floating in the air, her hands and feet were tied up, and the internal energy in her body was sucked by the black tentacles. She only felt the thin white teeth on the tentacles gnawing at her flesh and blood. Her fear and terror reached its peak, and she couldn't help but scream continuously, as if only by screaming continuously could she reduce the fear in her heart.

Zhao Wulang looked at the steward Shen Qin, who was sucked into the sky one after another by the black tentacles, blood spurting everywhere. The steward was no longer able to make any sound, and Shen Qin was nailed to the crown of a towering tree by the tentacles. Blood flowed down the tree. Shen Qin's screams were incessant, making him tremble even more, and he almost fell to the ground.

Seeing the monster getting closer and closer, as if it was going to swallow up the world, he could no longer control his fear and fled in the opposite direction of the monster. As soon as he stepped outside, he was immediately attacked by black tentacles, and a tentacle instantly emerged from his chest. He lowered his head and looked at the foreign object in his chest in disbelief, but the next moment he was thrown into the air and nailed to the highest cliff face.

Waves of severe pain came over him, countless tiny teeth biting at his flesh and blood. He felt so painful that he almost wanted to die on the spot. He felt his flesh and blood separated from his bones and sucked by the tentacles, which tore apart his tendons and flesh. The pain of his flesh and blood being torn apart spread throughout his body, and the sound of teeth chewing flesh reached his ears, making him almost collapse.

He could hardly believe that he was fine before yesterday. He even had close contact with Senior Sister Mu Limo, the dream lover of all the male practitioners in Wentian Sect. But now he didn't have a single piece of good flesh on his body. His hands and feet were all exposed white bones, and pieces of fine flesh were stuck to the bones. He was trembling with fear. There was only one thought in his mind, I wish this was a dream. Why did he encounter such a terrible situation? He is a child of destiny. He is a descendant of the Zhao family. Countless lowly ordinary people have to rely on their family's breath and kneel on the ground to beg for their charity. Their little donation can make their ancestors for seven or eight generations grateful and serve as slaves, and give all their lives and dignity to their Zhao family.

He must be dreaming, right? He must be dreaming. Zhao Wulang twisted his face, but showed a weird smile. He couldn't bear the cruel situation in front of him, and he had a desire that everything was fake.