Infinite Defense

"You love her very much?"

In this small room, the man asked the woman.

The grief on the woman's face stopped abruptly, and she said: "Of course I love her, she is my own flesh and blood, my lord, she is also your own daughter, you can't do this!"

Facing the man's choice, she knew that she had no right to refute, and she was just one of the man's many female relatives.

It happened to give birth to a baby who perfectly inherited the talent of 'pain'. I thought it was a blessing, but I didn't expect that her biological father would exile her in the human world.

But the man said, "You don't want her to be a strong person?"

"This...but in Demon Realm, isn't it also possible?"

She didn't understand why he would make such a choice.

There was a crazy smile on the man's face. He stared at the baby in his hand and said excitedly, "Moyu? She has perfectly inherited my blood. A place like Moyu is not worthy at all!"

"why?"

The woman couldn't figure it out.

The painful awakening is a long process. Instead of letting her live alone in this fertile land, wouldn't it be better in a place like the Demon Realm where there is no grass and there are dangers everywhere?

But is this really the case?

"Hahahaha!! You are wrong, you are all wrong! The real pain is not just not having enough food and clothing, nor is it a pediatric thing like facing death!"

He laughed wildly in front of the woman, and there was endless hatred in those blood-stained eyes.

She could see it, and she knew it, but she didn't want her daughter to be alone, wandering in a strange world.

After the turmoil when the demons entered the foreign world decades ago, the human territory they occupied was divided up. No matter how desolate the demon world is, she still has the ability to make the land that belongs to the demons a reality. She lives happily ever after.

Now, how regretful she is.

Why is it her daughter?

There are so many women in the Demon Lord, why is she the only one?

"The things that cause the most pain in this world are not those things. The real pain is always the same! That is... people!"

The Terran will teach her what love is.

The Terran will teach her what friendship is.

The human race will teach her what to cherish.

Still, teach her what betrayal is!

How cruel!

What evil!

The demons don't have so many emotions and desires. In their world, those are just cumbersome.

If she grows up in the demon clan, she will become like them, cold-blooded and ruthless!

An excellent demon will not be greedy for their children and parents, and give them hope of survival, those existences can be easily replaced.

But people are different.

The emotions of the human race are too complicated, and they feel much more pain than us.

The pain they wailed and cried out was a hundred times more real than that of the demons!

They will be afraid, they will withdraw.

die easily too...

The man gently passed the baby in his hand to her mother's hand.

The woman took it in surprise, thinking that her plea had been forgiven by the other party.

He bowed his head gratefully: "Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord Demon God, I pray that one day you will lead the army to this beautiful world!"

The man smiled and accepted her compliment.

One hand gently lifted the woman's chin, looking at her delicate and beautiful face.

"You are the most beautiful demon I have ever seen. Whether it is your cheeks, your pure silver hair, or these blood-like eyes, it is really beautiful. If you are not a demon, I will think you are the most beautiful." The perfect bloodline of the gods."

Very strange.

Since the day he possessed her domineeringly, he has never praised her once, but today he did so in this special place.

A blush appeared on the woman's face, and she said softly: "Thank you for your compliment, it is my honor to be your plaything."

"Listen to this gentle voice."

He held her face, and the little girl in the woman's arms opened her eyes, blinking and blinking at the two people in front of her.

She couldn't understand what they were saying, but she vaguely understood it.

The handsome man was her father, and the other was her mother.

"Yah! Ya!"

She stretched out two fleshy little hands, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, yelling.