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

Ah...ah..." He suddenly let out a terrifying cry of pain, the sound resounding through the sky, it was extremely horrifying, the monster first sucked his flesh and blood, and finally swallowed the bones of his hands and feet, the bones made a clattering sound in the monster's mouth, it made people shudder. Zhao Wulang could no longer feel his limbs below his waist...

He instantly felt despair...half of his body had been devoured by the monster.

His hands and feet were all in the monster's stomach... Not to mention the sword and magic, he had become a useless person without hands and feet, with incomplete limbs. His dignity, his identity, his nobility, his power, his desire to live... were all gone.

His eyes were gray, and he had lost all vitality...

Until a snow-white boot appeared in his vision. The white silk boot was dotted with blood, like red plum blossoms embroidered on the white snow, with a bloody smell... The next moment, a golden light shone brightly in front of his eyes, and the overwhelming sword light enveloped everything...

The sounds of fighting stopped, the black fog dissipated, and the sky and earth were filled with a strong smell of blood and demonic energy. The demon was dismembered into dozens of pieces, and fell to the ground in the mountains, along with the flesh and blood of humans, emitting a foul smell...

Zhao Wulang saw the person lowering his body. He looked down at himself who was lying on the ground like a pile of flesh. His expression was calm and his eyes were peaceful, just like Senior Sister Li Mo who was talking to him yesterday. Her soft and pleasant voice echoed in his ears: "Sorry, Junior Brother Zhao, I'm late."

The next moment, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

……

Shen Qin slowly woke up from her coma and saw Li Mo standing in front of her, handing her a golden pill. The pill exuded a rich aroma and it was obvious that it was an excellent pill. She swallowed it and felt a powerful heat rising from her stomach, warming her whole body.

Zhao Wulang and the steward were lying on one side, their chests rising and falling weakly, and they looked like they had fainted and were unconscious. Shen Qin was also seriously injured, but at least her limbs were intact. She could still move, but she didn't dare to look in Zhao Wulang's direction. She didn't even dare to take a second look at the bloody and limbless scene.

She thought to herself that if she lived like this, maybe it would have been better for her to die at that moment. Otherwise, she would become something more terrifying than a monster, and even lose her dignity as a human being. Could living like this still be considered living?

And the purpose of Zhao Wulang's mission this time... the snow lotus fell to the side along with the jade box, and the petals broke into pieces, no longer recognizable.

No one cared about it, no one even wanted to look at it.

"I have already sent a message back to the sect. Some cultivators from the Demon-Exorcising Hall should be here soon to handle everything." Li Mo's calm voice softly echoed in Shen Qin's ears, forming a huge contrast with the bloody and horrifying scene, as if everything in front of him was the most normal thing in Li Mo's eyes.

Shen Qin opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Her mind was in a state of confusion, and she couldn't sort out her emotions for a while.

Li Mo's clothes were slightly messy, and her body was covered with tiny spots of blood, but compared to Shen Qin and Zhao Wulang, she was not in such a bad state. She stood between the huge demon body and the blood corpse, but she seemed to be strolling in the garden, as if walking on flat ground. Her momentum was more powerful than the huge mountain of corpses behind her.

Li Mo's snow-white fingertips held the blood-clear red sword, the red ribbon wrapped around the scabbard fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound, and the sword body emitted a strong and dazzling light. For some reason, the red sword that had just absorbed blood seemed to shine even brighter, forming a sharp contrast with Li Mo's white Taoist robe...

Shen Qin withdrew her gaze from Li Mo. She felt that the more she looked at Li Mo, the lighter her breathing became, as if something was strangling her throat...

"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Li Mo asked her. It was like thunder in spring, making her shoulders tremble. Her face turned even paler. She looked up at Li Mo and saw that she was smiling and her expression was as cold as the moon. She opened her red lips and said slowly, "Do you want to ask if what happened today was a coincidence? Are you wondering if the sudden shattering of the Snow Spirit Flower and the appearance of this monster were really coincidences? Are you wondering why Zhao Wulang was the one who was most seriously injured? Or, are you wondering if my departure was a trick by the devil or if I did it on purpose?"

Shen Qin's throat began to tighten, and a chill rose from her spine, enveloping her entire body.

Shen Qin lowered her head and closed her eyes almost in fear, muttering, "I, I don't know anything, and I don't want to know anything..." She didn't dare to think too deeply about the meaning of Li Mo's words. She intuitively felt that there was a great danger in it, which was not something a low-level slave like her should think about.

Her heart beat even faster when she thought of Zhao Wulang, who was lying next to her in a coma and could wake up at any time.

Li Mo laughed softly. Shen Qin didn't know why she laughed, but the laughter was so soft that it disappeared in an instant. However, such a soft laughter was like a thin thorn piercing her heart, as if something hiding in the corner of her body was expanding and changing...

"Why don't you think about it? Do you lack the courage? Are you afraid of the ending, where the devils fight and the little devils suffer? Or is it that curiosity without strength will only bring disaster to the weak?"

Shen Qin's shoulders trembled, but she didn't say anything. She just lowered her head as low as possible.

Li Mo seemed to let her go and no longer discussed the topic that Shen Qin did not dare to touch. Instead, he asked another question: "Do you want to know what was Zhao Sen's final outcome?"

Shen Qin immediately raised her head, looked at Li Mo, and asked in a lost voice: "He...didn't he die? I didn't see him again."

"The day before yesterday, he was indeed dying, but he took a Yuxuan Pill like the one you just took, and finally saved his life."

Shen Qin was very surprised. Not only was she surprised that Zhao Sen was rescued by Li Mo without telling Zhao Wulang, she was also surprised that the Yuxuan Pill, which was rumored to be worth tens of thousands of spirit stones, was given to them by Li Mo so easily. She lowered her head and felt that the value of everything in her body might not be as great as this pill.

Thinking of Zhao Sen’s miserable condition before, she couldn’t help but want to look at Zhao Wulang’s half-broken body, but her reason told her not to look.

In fact, it was nothing to just take a look. Even if the Zhao family knew about her disrespect at this time, they would not punish her severely. But for some reason, there was some strong will in her heart that stopped her.

"What do you think is the difference between you and Zhao Sen? What is the difference between you and Zhao Wulang?"

"I, Zhao Sen and I are both slaves, and the Fifth Young Master is the master, a noble..." Shen Qin's voice became smaller and smaller. She didn't know why she had to answer Li Mo, but she still spoke.

"The difference between you and Zhao Wulang is that you have been tamed, while he does not need to be tamed. The difference between you and Zhao Sen is that he has not been completely tamed." Shen Qin widened her eyes after hearing this. She did not understand what Li Mo meant.

"Livestock for meat production need to be caged and kept in cages. Obedience becomes their nature. They don't need to think, and it becomes their instinct to stay away from pain. As the owner of food, they don't need to be domesticated and educated from childhood, because they are born to be kings and at the top." Li Mo's eyes were like clouds in the sky, making it difficult to see inside. "Zhao Wulang is born this way."

"Zhao Sen, on the other hand, is the opposite of you. He cannot be completely tamed, so he betrayed Zhao Wulang. Before you came to drug me, he secretly came to tell me that Zhao Wulang was going to put a curse on me."

Seeing Shen Qin's eyes widened and her face turned even paler, Li Mo said calmly, "Of course, you didn't obey orders." She pointed at the two dying people not far away, "Otherwise, your fate will be the same as theirs."

Li Mo didn't seem to care that Shen Qin knew she was the mastermind. Her nonchalant tone made Shen Qin a little scared. She was a little afraid that Li Mo would kill her to silence her.

Ke Limo wanted to kill her, and just now was clearly the best time, but she didn't, and instead gave her a precious elixir to heal her wounds.

Why save her if you want to kill her?

"Why, why..." She couldn't help but ask, "Why did you save me, let me go..."

why?

"You know, what ants lack is never strength, but opportunity. Now, I can give you a chance."

Li Mo spoke slowly, watching the woman opposite him whose eyes became brighter and brighter as she listened. Finally, her breathing began to become rapid, and her face gradually flushed with excitement... The look in her eyes when she looked at Li Mo was no longer one of envy and fear, but a kind of worship and respect for the gods...

Li Mo gave a wicked smile in his heart.

She entered the Dao as a demon king, and knew that the most important thing for the righteous Dao was to fulfill the interests of the majority of the group. Most of the cultivators born in the righteous Dao were used to suppressing themselves and fulfilling the "rules" that were in line with the interests of the public. The "rules" themselves, in a certain sense, made the strong always strong and the weak always weak. The weak could survive, but only on the premise of obeying a certain degree of plunder from the strong.

The rules of the magic path only benefit the strong, because its rules are that there are no rules.

And she always has a way of leading those who have been domesticated to start thinking about rebellion and class, tempting them to have evil thoughts, to see through the transparent barriers that everyone treats as non-existent, and to challenge those old rules.

There is nothing more interesting than making saints fall into the mud and wise men go crazy.

Li Mo practiced in seclusion without noticing the passing of time. Occasionally, he would satisfy his evil desires a little, adding a touch of harmless fun to his dull and boring years of cultivation.

Shen Qin is one of her current hobbies.