I, who was killing God, became a knife crusher

"No...drinking wine, ahem, it means doing that kind of thing between men and women... Is it fun?"

Moyin explained speechlessly.

"!!! It's a matter between a man and a woman!!! You are shameless! Vulgar!"

Nellie's little face suddenly turned red.

"You didn't think I was doing something fun secretly... I was just explaining it to you."

Moyin said with some grievance.

"Then! Then can't you be more tactful?!"

Nelly's face flushed and she stamped her feet in frustration. It was too early for her to think about this.

Although Hubie and Rick often show their affection in front of her, she would be shy if it involved herself.

"I clearly told you before that it was not a fun thing, but you didn't believe me..."

"!!! Anyway, let's stop talking about flower wine! Don't talk to me about it anymore!"

Nellie started shouting, and her clear childish voice immediately attracted the attention of passers-by around her, and then a trace of suspicious eyes was cast at Moyin.

The corners of Moyin's mouth twitched suddenly, and he felt like he was about to die.

What's even more sad is that he has no way to defend himself at this moment. Explaining to these passers-by will only make the matter worse, and not many people will believe him.

In the end, Moyin had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Moli out of the area under the pointing and talking of passers-by.

"Hey Nelly, can you please keep your voice down next time when we talk... It's a little inappropriate to talk about that kind of topic in public."

Moyin started to discuss this with Nelly.

"I, I didn't shout that loudly just because I wanted to. I just couldn't control my emotions..."

Nelly looked away. She was not completely without common sense. At that time, while Moyin felt socially dead, she also felt a little embarrassed. She just walked away with gritted teeth.

"Yeah, that's right. It's my fault. Next time I will explain it to you in a more tactful way."

Moyin scratched his head. Nellie was only a little over one year old now. Children really couldn't control their emotions well. Although Nellie looked more than ten years old due to the Ex-Machina, she was still a child inside. He still had to take responsibility.

"It's also my fault... I didn't completely trust you... I'm sorry."

Nellie lowered her head and apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay. Trust is something that needs to be cultivated slowly. Don't be in a hurry. Take your time."

Moyin smiled and touched Nellie's head.

"No, don't treat me like a child!"

Nellie turned her head and shook off Moyin's hand.

"But you're just a child."

Looking at Nellie who was trying to act mature, Moyin said with amusement.

"I am a mature woman! Even if I am not one now, I will aspire to be one, so from now on I will avoid doing things that only children would do!"

Nellie said with her hands on her hips, pretending to be mature.

"You don't know that the Ex-Machina's body can't grow."

Moyin spoke up to remind.

"The growth of the body is not important, what is important is the growth of the heart, isn't it? Mom said that the heart is the most precious treasure she got from Dad!"

Nellie answered confidently.

"Well, that's not wrong. Then work hard to become an excellent mature woman."

Moyin put down his hand and encouraged, saying that although appearance does have a great influence, most people judge a person based on their appearance and rarely get to know them in depth before making a judgment.

"No, but if you want to touch my head anyway, I can let you do it at home. After all, you are my parents' benefactor. I think it is permissible for you to just want to touch my head."

Nellie said it in a roundabout way, because she actually didn't hate Moyin's head-patting move, but... she just didn't want to do that outside.

Chapter 1294 Death Arrives

"Okay, okay, I'll touch your head at home next time."

Moyin smiled and didn't point out Nelly's little thoughts. This little girl is quite interesting.

On the other side, Moli was sweating profusely as he searched for the way home in his memory.

After all, she had not planned to go back. Even if she died, she planned to die outside so that those bastard parents would not see her die as she wished. So after she went out, she didn't remember the way.

In addition, she was hungry all the way, dizzy and had no memory of where she had been. All she could think about was finding something to eat in the trash can to survive. It was actually quite difficult for her to find her way back now.

"Shall we go this way? It feels like this is the way."

Seeing that Moli was having a hard time finding it, Moyin used his clairvoyance to look at the places Moli had walked before, and then made a suggestion.

Although he already knew where Moli's original home was, if he went directly there, Moli would inevitably be deeply shocked, so he was still inclined to guide Moli to find her own way home. After all, this was her revenge, and it would be more fulfilling for her to accomplish it herself.

"Yes, yes, it's this road. I remember it now. I found a salted fish in that trash can!"

After being guided by Moyin, Moli immediately pointed to a trash can near a restaurant and said.

"Poor kid... he has to eat food from the trash can."

Tiamat hugged Merri with some heartache.

"But I'm very happy now. I used to be pitiful, but now I don't feel pitiful."

Moli looked at Tiamat with some confusion, as she looked distressed for her.

"I just feel that you have really suffered a lot. I must love you well in the future."

Tiamat said very seriously.

"Love and stuff... I think it's enough now. If you treat me too well... I will be at a loss, and feel that I can't be happier, because I... haven't given anything, but have received so much. It always feels very unreal, as if it will disappear one day, which makes me uneasy."

Moli answered with some uneasiness.

"Is that so? Then mom, I'll let you get used to it first."

Tiamat said motherly.

"Mom..."

Moli muttered with mixed feelings that her biological mother was so mean to her, while Tiamat, whom she adopted from outside, was so kind to her. She really didn't know what to say.

Should I say that fate is playing tricks on me, or what else should I say?

However, she couldn't figure out the problem herself, so Moli simply shook her head to get rid of the question, and with the help of Moyin, she began to look for the way home step by step.

More than an hour later, Moyin and his companions stood in front of an old hut. The smell of fermented swill mixed with sweat hit them in the face. Nellie's face turned pale immediately, and she immediately changed the power of the air filter in her body.

As for Moyin, she had seen all kinds of scenes in the apocalypse, so she was relatively resistant to this smell. As for Tiamat, she was a creator god-level being, so this smell did not have much effect on her.

"So... I knocked on the door?"

Moli asked nervously. This place was a psychological trauma for her. She had been beaten countless times here. Even though she knew that Moyin, Nellie and Tiamat were here to help her, her body was still afraid because there were only painful memories here.

　"Well, knock on the door, we will all protect you."

Moyin put his hand on Moli's thin shoulder and comforted her.

Moli then plucked up the courage to reach out and knock on the door.

"Who the hell is knocking on the door so late at night? Are you here to announce a death? If he's fine, I'll make sure you guys are punished."

A rough male voice cursing came from the cabin, and then a slightly drunk man holding a bottle of wine opened the door.

"You little scum again, didn't you get out of this house? It would be great if you died outside, but now you can't stand the hunger and want to come back to eat my food, right?"

When the man saw Moli, a sinister look suddenly appeared on his face, and then he kicked Moli in the abdomen.

"You are like this! Are you still a parent of the child?"

Accompanied by severe pain and a cracking sound, the man was directly pushed into the room by Tiamat. The leg that had kicked towards Moli before was now at an extremely twisted angle, obviously broken by Tiamat.

If it weren't for the sealing agreement of Moyin that sealed most of Tiamat's power, that kick just now would definitely have taken his life. After all, Tiamat was completely unable to control his emotions after seeing this man's attitude towards Moli.

When the man was about to make a scene because of the severe pain in his leg, he saw Moyin stepped on his mouth, making him unable to make any sound.

"Hush, making a lot of noise late at night will disturb others, just cooperate. If you are a man, just be patient."

Moyin said with a smile, and Nelly pulled Moli into the house and then closed the door.

"Well, Xiaoli, do you want to do it yourself, or do you want us to do it for you? If you want to do it yourself, Ti Ti and I will crush his hand and leg bones, making him unable to resist. If you want us to do it, just tell us which part of his body you want to break, and we will break it for you."

Moyin turned around and asked Moli with a smile.

"I want to do it myself. I hate him!! He wants me dead, so I want him dead too!"

Moli said with gritted teeth.

"I understand. Um... Considering that this guy will scream in pain, let's do a vocal cord removal surgery on him first. Titi, I'll leave the treatment to you. Nellie, do you want to learn some surgery?"

Moyin asked.

Hearing what Moyin said, Moli's father's eyes widened and he tried to struggle frantically. However, since one of his legs had been crippled by Tiamat and there was a huge gap in strength between him and Moyin, he could only frantically grab Moyin's legs with his arms and try to push her away, but it was of no avail.

"Hehehe, don't underestimate me. We Ex-Machinas have a lot of information. I inherited data from my mother, of course there is data related to surgery, so I don't need you to teach me."

As Nellie spoke, she took out a dagger from the prop box, then squatted down and approached Moli's father.

At this time, Tiamat also released healing magic to cover the man's body.

That way, he wouldn't die instantly when Nellie cut his throat and removed his vocal cords.

The man, realizing his death was approaching, glanced at Moli with a look of fear and terror in his eyes, but all he received was Moli's look of hatred and disgust. The domestic violence she had suffered since childhood had made this man an enemy that she wanted to kill throughout her life.