In the sea of fire.
The air was filled with a burning smell.
Everywhere there were cries for help, shouts for help, and screams of pain.
She looked back.
The horns that the ghost tribe was so proud of were broken and fell into a pool of blood.
"Little sister, let's go!"
Her brother, whose blood was stained, stood in front of her.
Facing the mountain-like monster.
"No!"
Mu Qiu suddenly woke up, and the dazzling light stung her eyes.
She closed her eyes unconsciously.
"Oh, why are you so embarrassed?"
Then, what reached her ears was that familiar taunting.
She opened her eyes and her eyes widened when she saw the woman beside the bed.
I wanted to get away, but when my hands touched the bed, I felt the pain in the nerves deep inside.
"Ah!"
Mu Qiu hugged his arms, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Don't move your hand randomly now!"
Wujiao's gaze shifted away from the blood-stained apple and fell on Mu Qiu.
At this moment, Mu Qiu's arms were wrapped in bandages.
There were also some minor injuries on that delicate face, but they could not conceal her outstanding appearance.
"You, how come you are here?"
Mu Qiu's beautiful face was filled with anger, and there was a hint of blame in her tone.
"Why are you here?"
Wu Jiao chuckled when he heard Mu Qiu's words, looked into Mu Qiu's eyes, and instantly became stern, warning:
"Remember your identity. You are now a prisoner! The little princess of the ghost tribe."
"you you."
Hearing this anomaly say such words, Mu Qiu immediately became angry. The pair of ghost 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 his words, a magical power far more powerful than Mu Qiu's suddenly erupted, knocking Mu Qiu to the ground and causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood.
Then, the magic power that had originally been moving towards her seemed to have found an outlet and rushed towards Wujiao frantically.
"Say it again!"
Wujiao looked at Mu Qiu coldly, and his delicate and beautiful face became ferocious because of anger.
"cough……"
Mu Qiu struggled to get up, covering his chest.
The magic power just now was so terrifying that it almost crushed her.
She didn't expect that an outlier from the ghost clan could have such power!
"You, how did you become so powerful?"
When Mu Qiu looked at Wujiao, shock and fear were intertwined in his gaze.
If only she had such great power.
Then, can I fight together with my brother?
Their country will not perish.
Thinking of this, tears unconsciously rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
"Oh, what does this have to do with you?"
Wujiao just glanced at Wujiao who was lying on the ground, turned around and wanted to leave.
"do not go!"
"You drove me away."
Seeing that Wujiao did not stop, Mu Qiu shouted.
"The ghost tribe was destroyed"
"what?!"
Wujiao reached out and grabbed Mu Qiu by the collar, forcing her to look up with a fierce look in her eyes.
"This is impossible!"
"I don't want to believe it either!"
Mu Qiu shed two lines of tears and cried.
She grew up with her brother since she was a child and has developed very deep feelings for this ghost country.
But now, it's gone.
All gone.
"impossible!"
Wujiao frowned, still unable to believe it.
"As long as there is a dad"
Before she could finish her words, she immediately changed her tone:
"As long as that bastard Asuna is here, nothing will happen to the ghost tribe!"
"But Uncle Asna is not here."
Mu Qiu sobbed and shook his head. "Uncle Asuna, you and your sisters left the ghost tribe a year later."
"Leaving the ghost tribe?"
Wu Jiao sneered.
"Nicely said"
Snapped!
She ruthlessly threw Mu Qiu to the ground.
Mu Qiu fell to the ground, leaving a trace of bright red blood 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 he said this, Wujiao turned around and was about to leave, but Mu Qiu grabbed his arm.
"Help me, I want to avenge my brother and the ghost clan."
"help you?"
Wujiao raised the corner of his mouth in a sneer.
"Why?"
"We are all members of the ghost clan. Now that the ghost clan has been destroyed, don't you have any responsibility at all - poof"
Wujiao slapped Mu Qiu to the other side without hesitation.
There was blood at the corner of her mouth and she looked at Wujiao in disbelief.
"How dare you hit me! I'm the princess of the ghost tribe!"
“Not anymore”
As he said that, Wujiao kicked her hard on the heart again.
"puff"
Mu Qiu's heart beat violently, spurting out scarlet blood.
The intense pain caused Mu Qiu's expression to twist.
"Do not……"
Mu Qiu tried hard to hold his body up, but still couldn't resist Wujiao's foot that stepped on him again.
"Aren't you willing to give in?"
Wujiao snorted coldly, leaned down and grabbed her neck.
"In your life, the only identity you can speak of is being a princess."
“But now, it’s gone with a snap.”
Without horns, it would be like frost, freezing cold to the bone!
"You're an anomaly!"
Mu Qiu gritted her teeth, and the ghost above her head started to operate on its own, slowly healing her injuries.
The ghost tribe, because of their ghost horns, are much superior to humans in both magic recovery and physical strength.
"Anomaly?"
Wujiao 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 stunned for a moment.
Snow-white hair, eyes as bright as rubies, and a beautiful face, who is this person?
She stared blankly at the elf man who suddenly appeared.
That handsome face, as if of a natural king, made no one dare to look at him closely, let alone blaspheme him.
"No Horn"
He glanced at Wujiao indifferently, then lowered his eyelids.
"why?"
Wujiao raised his eyes and asked in confusion.
"Check your body to see if you're going to die"
Wujiao was confused when he heard this, but his body had already honestly let go of Mu Qiu.
"That, that"
Looking at the elf who saved her, Mu Qiu's cheeks blushed slightly, just as she was thinking about what to say with noble etiquette.
brush!
Ye Yan tore Mu Qiu's clothes without giving her time to react.
Revealing a piece of snow-white skin.
"what?"
Mu Qiu had no idea why this happened.
No one would tear someone's clothes off just because of a disagreement.
Not a Goblin?!
However, she hesitated for a moment.
Ye Yan has completed part of his work.
In just a moment, all of Mu Qiu's clothes were taken off.
"Ah, no, you"
At this time, Mu Qiu finally reacted, panicked, and hurriedly covered his body.
Mu Qiu has a slender and tall figure, with delicate features and well-proportioned muscles.
In addition, her skin is even whiter than that of ordinary people.
Those watery eyes were full of grievance at this moment, and looked extremely adorable.
But in Ye Yan's eyes, this is nothing.
After all, there is nothing but bumps.
Not as pretty as his body.
. . . (End of this chapter)