It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 442 Unexpected unfolding
In the world of immortality in the Eight Desolations, there is an unwritten rule that as long as it is a mortal country, there will most likely be a sect or family of immortal cultivators standing behind it.

Although the monks may not necessarily look down upon the gold, silver and treasures in the mortal world.

However, these mortal kingdoms can provide the immortal sects with a large amount of human resources and what an immortal sect needs most for inheritance - fresh blood.

That is, these mortal kingdoms can provide a large number of immortal seedlings with spiritual roots to the forces behind them every few years.

Therefore, these worldly resources have always been the object of competition among major sects and families.

This is the case with both Jin and Liang, behind each of the two countries stands an immortal gate.

The immortal sect behind Liang Kingdom was exactly the sect that Gao Zhaodi’s younger brother joined—Biluo Sect. That immortal also came from here.

The immortal sect behind the State of Jin is the Yinkui Sect, the mortal enemy of the Biluo Sect.

Yinkui Sect, the name doesn't sound like a legitimate sect, and in fact it is indeed a demonic sect.

The several Qi-cultivating monks who came to the outskirts of Ganzhou today to rob the merchant caravan were instigated by a male cultivator from the Yinkui Sect...

The Yinkui Sect and the Biluo Sect are sworn enemies, and one of them is a demonic sect, so it is not surprising that they would rob the other party on their territory.

"Boss, the caravan we robbed today was a caravan of Liang State royal family purchasing medicinal materials for offering, and they are specially supplied to Biluo Sect for refining medicine.

Although they are all ordinary medicinal herbs, they are in large quantities. Now that they have fallen into our hands, it is also a big loss for the Biluo Sect, hahahaha..."

"Boss, have we completed the task assigned by the steward?

You promised us that as long as we complete the task assigned by the steward, you will recommend us to join the sect..."

"Boss, what should we do with these mortals? Or kill them all!"

"Oh, please don't, Boss. We brothers haven't had sex for almost a month. I see there are quite a few pretty girls among these mortal women. Why don't we give them to the brothers to have some nourishment..."

Faced with the looting of several demonic monks, these mortals from Liang Kingdom naturally had no ability to resist at all.

So after a while, all the members of the caravan fell into the hands of the enemy, and soon the time came for several greedy magic monks to divide the spoils.

Along with bursts of lewd male laughter, there were also sounds of women screaming and crying.

A unique "multi-person orgy... cough, silver handkerchief collection" exclusively for the evil spirits has officially begun.

The demons and monsters laughed wildly and happily, without any mercy, they took advantage of these poor mortal women.

However, these mortal women had no ability to resist at all. They could only cry and scream, watching their clothes being torn into pieces by a group of vicious wolves...

This is the law of the jungle in the world of immortal cultivation. In the eyes of cultivators, mortals are no different from ants. Even the lowest-level Qi-refining cultivator can control mortals at will!

It was also in such a carnival feast of demons and monsters that the "boss" and one of his younger brothers soon noticed the two of them.

"Old Third, where did these two little devils come from?"

"It should be this caravan too!"

"No, look at those mortal merchants, they are all wearing fine silk robes, and then look at these two little devils, their clothes are tattered..."

"That's not clear."

The eldest brother was dressed like a scholar and looked gentle and refined, but his eyes were actually filled with ruthlessness.

The "third brother" who answered him was a burly, bald and strong monk.

They discussed the two's origins, but obviously could not come to any conclusion.

"Hey, Boss, these are not important. What's important is... I haven't solved that problem for a month. Hehe... why don't you let me..."

The bald monk stopped talking after this. Instead, he stared at the girl who was hugging Han Mo tightly, and smiled lewdly from time to time. His meaning was obvious.

Obviously, he wanted to try some meat.

It's just... "You... Third Brother, you are sick, she's still a little kid who hasn't even grown all her hair yet!"

Apparently, even the scholar was surprised by the bald monk's hunger and willingness to eat.

"Boss, you don't understand this, right? The less hair grows, the better it tastes... hehehe... if you don't believe me, I can show you!"

As he said this, the bald man laughed lewdly and walked quickly towards the two of them under the stunned gaze of the scholar next to him.

The conversation between the two demon cultivators was naturally heard by the brother and sister.

At this moment, facing the aggressive approach of the evil demon, Gao Zhaodi tightly protected Han Mo behind her.

Although she looked a little pale and nervous at the moment, she still bit her lower lip tightly and forced herself to muster up the courage:

"Don't be afraid, sister will protect you."

The girl whispered in Han Mo's ear.

The tone was very firm, which caused a ripple in Han Mo's originally calm heart.

He could feel that the girl really wanted to protect her, and even when facing a group of vicious demon monks, she remained calm and collected.

Even though the girl's current strength meant she could never be a match for this group of demonic monks, and even though her palms seemed to be trembling at this moment.

But she did it anyway - because it was her duty as a sister.

To be honest, Han Mo was a little surprised to encounter this situation.

But it was just an accident. He didn't take these Qi Refining Demonic Monks seriously and could destroy them with a wave of his hand.

However, doing so would expose his identity as an immortal cultivator, so he would need to find the right opportunity and act secretly.

Thinking of this, Han Mo shrank into Gao Zhaodi's arms, ready to spread out his spiritual sense and wait for the right opportunity to take action.

If there is no other choice, I can only knock her out first.

But Gao Zhaodi thought Han Mo was scared, so she hugged him tighter and patted his back:

"I will protect you at all costs, you must believe me..."

The girl's low voice contained unbreakable determination and faith.

Apparently she had made some decisive decision in her heart...

Feeling all this, Han Mo fell silent.

Because he could feel that this was not just a matter of responsibility, the girl's feelings for him seemed to be growing deeper.

Oh, never mind. Even if she finds out this time, I must protect her!

Han Mo sighed in his heart and was about to use his sword energy to kill these demons...

The accident happened, and he was stunned.

But when the bald man came to the two of them, he kicked Gao Zhaodi away, threw her aside, and then stretched out his big hand directly towards Han Mo...

"Little brother, come on, uncle will take you to eat candy..."

Gao Zhaodi: “(_?)”

Scholar: "(^_^)??"

Han Mo: "o_O???"

(End of this chapter)