Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

"Bang——" the door of the cell was kicked open vigorously, and a thin old man in tattered clothes walked in angrily, his cloudy eyes were full of anger.

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he seemed to be complaining angrily, but nothing came out.

After kicking down some items, he turned his gaze to the shivering children in the corner.

The light in the cell was very dim, and the walls were covered with dark bloodstains. Some mice and cockroaches ran around after being alarmed, and some ran into the child's clothes, but the child didn't respond, he just watched in horror. looking at the old man.

Without exception, these children are all very beautiful, and their skin is so soft that water can be squeezed out, which is exactly what the old man wants.

He still liked the skin before, but it was destroyed by an outsider!

But the silver-haired young man next to him is pretty good, the owner should like it very much.

So……

His greedy eyes licked and licked the children, shining with excitement.

So as a reward, it shouldn't matter if he tears off another piece of skin, right?

The children covered their mouths tightly, not daring to let themselves scream.They all looked teary-eyed.

One little girl simply closed her eyes in a desperate attempt to bang her head against the wall and die.

Opposite the cell is the laboratory room, and they have seen their companions skinned alive by the group of demons.

——Because when the skin is peeled off while alive, the skin will have tension, not as stiff as when dead.

This is what one of the demons said.

Even though it was heartbreaking, the whole process was unusually quiet.Because the owner of the castle hated screaming, the demons pulled out the tongues of the children immediately.

too frightening.

The children's eyes were gray and empty, and they didn't dare to hope that someone would come to rescue them.

They have been locked up for a long time, and the number of people in the cell is getting smaller, and new children will be locked in.

This is an endless cycle, a cycle dominated by demons.

After discovering the little girl's attempt to commit suicide, the old man's turbid eyes immediately burst into impatience. He rudely pulled the little girl's hair, raised the person in front of him, and looked him up and down, as if wondering whether the skin suit myself.

The stench from his body rushed over one after another, and the little girl finally lost the last bit of patience due to the great fear. She suddenly screamed, pointing at the lonely and silent child in another corner without thinking, saying: "Choose him!! Choose him!! His skin is the best... huh!"

The little girl's tongue was cut out.

The old man looked around timidly, as if he was afraid that his master would be attracted by the sharp voice.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the girl who was lying on the ground, and kicked her aside.

Oh shit!Want to lure Master over to kill me? !

He turned his vicious eyes to the silent child who was pointed at by the little girl just now.

——The child looked calmly at the dying little girl who was beaten, and a flash of excitement quickly flashed in his eyes, with a little carefree meaning.

His hair was covered with mud, the original color could not be seen clearly at all, his body was thin, and he looked several times more embarrassed than the other group of children, but his eyes were as black as black stones.

He didn't seem to see the old man looking at him, but thought lightly: Didn't you say I'm a bastard?You died earlier than me now, you are not even as good as a bastard.

He even had the mood to poke the tongue of the little girl who fell in front of him, and the soft and sticky touch made him squint his eyes in pleasure.

The old man looked at the little boy with satisfaction, grabbed his ankle with rough hands, and dragged him towards the opposite laboratory room.

The other kids were relieved that the demons would be gone for at least the next few days.Some children even had some carefree smiles in their eyes.

—Look at that bastard!Finally his turn lol! !

The distance from the prison cell to the experimental room was very short, but the ground was covered with messy things, black, white, red, all the liquids in the human body were mixed together, unceremoniously staining the child's hair and back.

A sharp part from somewhere scratched the head, and a long bloodstain appeared ferociously on the child's face.

Immediately, a large amount of blood gushed out, quickly staining half of the child's face red.

He didn't care about these at all, and he didn't seem to know what to face next.

The child's face was unbelievably calm, he just looked up at the black ceiling.

The old man swept away the skinless and rotten corpse on the table, and put the child on it.

After securing the person, he slowly walked towards the wall covered with knives, thinking about which knife would be easier to use.

The child looked at the chilling knife, then turned his head to look at the pair of stinking corpses in the corner, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

——This crumbling world.

The massive blood loss made his head a little dizzy, and he closed his eyes slightly, thinking that it was not bad to just die like this.

——then he saw the most beautiful scene of his life.

The demon who raised the butcher knife in front of his eyes was suddenly split in two, and time began to slow down.

The flowing silver hair fell slowly in an unbelievably gentle arc, and under the long white eyelashes were indifferent golden pupils.

That beautiful god suddenly fell in front of him, arrogant and holy beyond belief.

Are you already dead, or why would you see a god?

He thought about it a little bit, and then stared wide-eyed in amazement at the god who seemed to be approaching him.

The white and slender fingers touched the hideous wound on his face gracefully and naturally, the cool touch made the terribly painful wound feel a slight warm current, and the wound disappeared suddenly.

The cell was gone, the body was gone, not even the sarcasm and the sneer that had been haunting him.

Against the pure white background, Tianshen smiled slightly, with a gentle comforting meaning, and said softly: "Don't be afraid."

"I'll take you home."