Reincarnated as a goblin, but her mother is a white-haired elf?

In the midst of a sea of ​​fire.

The air was filled with the smell of burning.

Everywhere there were cries for help, shouts of killing, and screams of agony.

She turned around and looked back.

The demon clan's proud horn was broken off and fell into a pool of blood.

"Little sister, let's go!"

Her brother, his face stained with blood, stood in front of her.

Facing that monster as large as a mountain.

"No!"

Mu Qiu suddenly woke up, the dazzling light stinging her eyes.

It made her close her eyes unconsciously.

"Oh dear, how did you end up in such a sorry state?"

Then, what reached her ears was that familiar mockery.

She opened her eyes and stared wide-eyed when she saw the woman by the bed.

Wanting to get away, I touched the bed and applied pressure, only to feel a deep, sharp pain in my nerves.

"Ah!"

Mu Qiu hugged his arms, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't move your hand around carelessly right now!"

Wu Jiao's gaze shifted from the blood-stained apple to Mu Qiu.

At this moment, Mu Qiu's arms, which were wrapped in bandages, were covered with bandages.

Her delicate face also suffered a minor injury, but it couldn't hide her outstanding appearance.

"You, you anomaly, what are you doing here!"

Mu Qiu's beautiful face was filled with anger, and her tone carried a hint of reproach.

"How did you get here?"

Upon hearing Mu Qiu's words, Wu Jiao chuckled, then looked into Mu Qiu's eyes, his expression instantly turning stern as he warned:

"Remember who you are. You are now a prisoner! The little princess of the demon clan."

"You, you."

Upon hearing this anomaly say such a thing, Mu Qiu immediately became angry. A pair of demon horns on his forehead glowed slightly, and he began to actively absorb the surrounding magic power.

"That's your country too, and you're a ghost too—"

boom!!!

Before Mu Qiu could finish speaking, a magical force far more powerful than Mu Qiu's instantly erupted, knocking Mu Qiu to the ground and causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Then, the magic that had been drawn towards her seemed to find an outlet and surged wildly toward Wujiao.

Say it again!

Wu Jiao coldly looked at Mu Qiu, his delicate and beautiful face contorted with anger.

"cough……"

Mu Qiu struggled to her feet, clutching her chest.

That magic was terrifying; it almost crushed her.

She never expected that an anomaly among the demon race would possess such power!

"How did you become so powerful?"

Mu Qiu looked at Wu Jiao with a mixture of shock and fear in his eyes.

If she had that much power.

So, does that mean I can fight alongside my older brother?

Does that mean their country will not perish?

Thinking this, tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

"Oh, what's it to you?"

Wujiao glanced at Wujiao lying on the ground, then turned to leave.

"Don't go!"

"You're the ones who drove me away."

Seeing that Wujiao did not stop, Muqiu shouted.

"The demon race has been wiped out."

"What?!"

Wu Jiao reached out and grabbed Mu Qiu's collar, forcing her to look up, his gaze sharp.

"That's impossible!"

"I don't want to believe it either!"

Mu Qiu shed two lines of clear tears and cried out.

She grew up with her brother since she was a child, and she has developed a very deep affection for this country of the demon race.

But now, it's gone.

Everything is gone.

"impossible!"

Wu Jiao frowned, still unable to believe it.

"As long as I have a dad"

Before she could finish speaking, she immediately changed her words:

"As long as that bastard Asna is around, the Oni race will never be in trouble!"

"But Uncle Asna isn't here."

Mu Qiu shook her head, sobbing.

"Uncle Asna, you and your sisters left the Oni tribe a year after you left."

"Leave the Oni clan?"

The hornless man sneered.

"That sounds nice."

Snapped!

She ruthlessly flung Mu Qiu to the ground.

Mu Qiu fell to the ground, a trace of bright red blood remaining at the corner of his mouth.

"If it weren't for you! My sister wouldn't have died at the hands of those churches!"

As Wujiao turned to leave, Muqiu grabbed his arm.

"Help me! I want to avenge my brother and the demon clan!"

"Help you?"

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Wu Jiao's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

"On what grounds?"

"We are all members of the demon race. Now that the demon race has been wiped out, don't you feel any responsibility—" *pfft*

Without hesitation, Wu Jiao slapped Mu Qiu to the other side.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she stared incredulously at the hornless creature.

"How dare you hit me! I am the princess of the Ghost Clan!"

"That's not the case anymore."

With that, Wujiao kicked her again, stomping hard on her heart.

"Pfft"

Mu Qiu's heart pounded violently, spurting out scarlet blood.

The intense pain contorted Mu Qiu's expression.

"No……"

Mu Qiu tried to prop himself up, but he still couldn't stop Wu Jiao's foot from stepping down again.

"Are you unwilling to accept this?"

Wu Jiao snorted coldly, leaned down, and grabbed her neck.

"In your entire life, only as a princess can you speak."

"But now, it's gone with a 'pop'."

Without horns, it is like frost, chilling to the bone!

"You an anomaly!"

Mu Qiu gritted her teeth as the demon above her head began to slowly heal her injuries.

The Oni race, due to their horns, are far superior to humans in both magic recovery and physical strength.

"An anomaly?"

Wu Jiao chuckled and raised his hand.

Seeing this, Mu Qiu closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not come.

She opened her eyes and was instantly stunned.

With snow-white hair, eyes as bright as rubies, and an absolutely beautiful face, who is this person?

She stared blankly at the suddenly appearing elven man.

His handsome face, like that of a born king, made anyone dare not look directly at him, much less profane him.

"Hornless"

He glanced indifferently at Wujiao, then lowered his eyelids.

Why?

Wu Jiao raised his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Get a medical checkup to see if you'll die."

Wu Jiao looked completely bewildered upon hearing this, but his body had already betrayed him by releasing Mu Qiu.

"Then, then..."

Looking at the elf who had saved her, Mu Qiu's cheeks flushed slightly. Just as she was thinking about what to say in the manners of a nobleman, she realized that...

brush!

Ye Yan gave Mu Qiu almost no time to react before tearing her clothes.

A patch of snow-white skin was revealed.

"what?"

Mu Qiu had no idea why this was happening.

Who would tear someone's clothes over a mere disagreement?

It's not a goblin!

However, she hesitated for a moment.

Ye Yan has completed part of his work.

In just a moment, he stripped Mu Qiu completely naked.

"Ah, no, you."

At this moment, Mu Qiu finally realized what was happening, panicked, and hurriedly covered his body.

Mu Qiu has a slender and graceful figure with well-proportioned muscles.

In addition, her skin was even whiter than that of the average person.

Those big, watery eyes were filled with grievance, making them look incredibly endearing.

But in Ye Yan's eyes, this meant nothing.

After all, aside from the lack of bumps and dents.

It's not as good-looking as his body.

... (End of Chapter)