I have become a deity, right? The deity regrets, but I don't

"Youwei, your master and I are actually people of the devil's way, and your master is the current master of the Wangchuan Demon Sect."

"I forget that the Sichuan Demon Sect is very particular about tooth for tooth and eye for eye. If someone offends me, his bones will be shattered and his ashes will be thrown away, and the nine clans will be implicated."

"Youwei, you have one more chance to choose. If you are willing to join the Wangchuan Demon Sect, then you can skin these beasts with your own hands. If you can't do it, I will do it for you, and our master-disciple fate will be over. This is it.”

Ye Qianshuang's tone when she said these words was not as gentle as before, but rather indifferent.

If Shen Youwei's temperament is not suitable for the devil, joining the Wangchuan Demon Sect will harm her.

After a slight hesitation, Shen Youwei made her choice.

Shen Youwei's eyes revealed determination and coldness. She slowly knelt down and pointed the knife at the big man's arm.

With a forceful stroke, the sharp blade easily cut through the skin, and blood immediately poured out.

The big man groaned in pain, but Shen Youwei showed no mercy.

She tightly grasped the edge of the skin she had just incised and pulled hard, really pulling the skin away...

"Ah ah... Xiao Lang Hoozi, let go of me... bastard! It hurts! It hurts too much!"

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"Ancestor...living ancestor...I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please let me go, I will work as a horse for your family from now on..."

"Ah! Immortal... Immortal, I really know I was wrong..."

The strong man was still shouting at first, but Shen Youwei turned a deaf ear and continued the movements in his hands.

As she moved, the skin and muscles gradually separated, making a creepy sound.

The strong man was completely panicked and began to beg for mercy.

The screams echoed in the night air, but Shen Youwei seemed not to hear it and continued to wave the knife in his hand intently.

Originally, Shen Youwei was not comfortable with it at first, and even felt like vomiting constantly.

But listening to the strong man's wail, Shen Youwei gradually began to enjoy it, as if he was not cutting meat and deboning, but completing a beautiful work of art.

She inserted the knife between the muscle and the bone, carefully searching for the location of the tendon.

When she found a tendon, she pulled hard and the tendon was slowly pulled out.

The strong man's body was shaking violently, and the pain made him almost lose consciousness.

But Shen Youwei didn't stop, and she continued to pull out the tendons one by one. The smile on her face became stronger with each pull out.

"You deserve it, you deserve it! You deserve to die! But I won't let you die so easily!"

Due to excitement, Shen Youwei's sallow face, which was originally due to lack of nutrition, turned rosy. Blood spattered on her face, making her look a bit delicate.

Shen Youwei did not kill the strong man directly, but chopped off his limbs and let him roll on the ground.

At the same time, Shen Youwei turned to another rogue.

The smile on Shen Youwei's face at this time was like the smile of death to those gangsters.

She repeated the same movements, each cut and pull filled with strength and determination.

He was enjoying it, his movements became more and more skillful, and he had forgotten what a cruel thing he was doing. In her heart, there was only resentment against these evil people and the joy of getting revenge.

As time passed, the seven gangsters all suffered the cruel punishment of cramping and peeling.

The entire room was filled with the smell of blood, and the floor was covered with peeled skin, flesh and blood, and pulled out tendons.

Shen Youwei stood in the midst of this tragic scene, her body covered in blood, but her eyes remained firm without any regret.

She knew that her actions might be seen as cruel, but she didn't care.

These gangsters have bullied others wantonly and destroyed many happy families. They must pay the price for their evil deeds!

However, after the great revenge was avenged and these beasts paid the price with their lives, Shen Youwei did not feel the joy he had imagined, but felt extremely empty in his heart.

After dusk, the night wind blows, bringing a bit of coolness.

Shen Youwei stood there quietly, after looking at his "masterpiece", he turned his gaze to the night sky.

There is a legend circulating in the Northern Desert that all people who pass away will become a star in the sky. Shen Youwei is wondering, are his father and brother watching all this from the sky?

"Youwei, you didn't do anything wrong. These people deserve to die."

"But Youwei, you are really suitable for the devil. The first time I killed someone, I wasn't as calm as you."

After Ye Qianshuang fed Shen Youwei a soothing and nourishing elixir, she gently waved her sleeves to clean the blood stains on Shen Youwei and her mother, and held Shen Youwei in her arms.

When Shen Youwei felt the warmth in Ye Qianshuang's arms, her nose became sore, and she couldn't help crying.

In this regard, Ye Qianshuang didn't say anything, but just held her quietly.

Until Shen Youwei stopped sobbing.

"Sister...sister...I'm sorry, I soiled your clothes. Youwei can wash clothes. Please don't hate Youwei and don't chase Youwei away..."

Shen Youwei reacted and looked at Ye Qianshuang's chest soaked with her own tears. She instantly became at a loss and no longer as ruthless as when she had just killed someone.

It also made Ye Qianshuang once again treat her as an ordinary child, not a child of heaven.

"It's okay. My protective clothing can't even be burned by Phoenix fire. Are you still afraid of your little baby's tears?"

"Your clothes... never mind, you can wear the ones I wore when I was a child first, and I'll give you some better ones later."

After saying that, Ye Qianshuang took out a protective robe she wore when she was a child from the Xumi Ring.

Although Shen Youwei was only twelve years old, she was half a head taller than Ye Qianshuang when she was thirteen years old. She could barely wear the clothes Ye Qianshuang wore when she was fourteen years old.

However, Shen Youwei held the precious clothes Ye Qianshuang gave her but did not move for a long time. Instead, she knelt down again in front of Ye Qianshuang and Ling Kongli.

"Sister, Master! Please... please save my mother and my brother... As long as my mother can get better and my brother can survive, I don't want anything!"