Fantasy: Reborn tiger demon, more children and more blessings will make you stronger

Mo Ran glared at Luan Han'an angrily and said, "Senior sister, don't even say such things."

On the contrary, Luan Hanan's face became a little more serious, and he looked at Mo Ran seriously and said, "Mo Ran, if you think about it carefully, you can't find anyone suitable for you in this situation."

"Although Hu Xiao has many wives, he is indeed very kind to each of his wives, and you will not suffer any loss if you follow him."

Mo Ran didn't answer, but turned around and left.

I felt a little irritated, and my mind recalled the scenes I heard last night.

At this time, Hu Xiao came over and asked Luan Han'an: "Han'an, are you ready? When you are, we will set off."

Luan Hanan nodded and turned to look at Mo Ran.

"are you ready?"

Mo Ran turned around angrily and glared at Hu Xiao and Luan Han'an.

"alright!"

Hu Xiao looked confused, feeling that he couldn't understand why he was glared at even though he was doing well, as if he was being provoked by Mo Ran.

Luan Hanan covered his mouth and chuckled, saying, "I'm afraid someone was affected last night."

Hu Xiao laughed immediately after hearing this and said, "I can't help it. I am too powerful and I couldn't control it for a while."

When Mo Ran heard this, he immediately became angry. He glared at Hu Xiao fiercely and said, "Do you have any sense of shame?"

Hu Xiao smiled and did not answer. Instead, he turned to look at Luan Han'an and said, "Then let's set off directly."

The two people who Mo Ran shouted to leave could only stamp their feet and follow them.

This is Huxiao's first trip to human territory.

During the flight, I didn't see any forests along the way, and there were traces of being invaded by demons everywhere.

The originally fertile land became barren and cracked, as if it had been burned by endless flames, with no grass growing.

Deep ravines crisscrossed the earth, as if huge claws were ruthlessly tearing at the land.

The mountains in the distance are no longer green, but appear scorched black, as if they have been soaked in ink.

The river dried up and the river bed was exposed, leaving only cracked openings, like the earth crying in despair.

Along the way, Luan Hanan was introducing the situation on the human side to Hu Xiao.

Hu Xiao asked curiously: "Han'an, how is the situation on the human race different from our demon race?"

Luan Han'an explained patiently: "The situation on the human side and the demon side are somewhat similar, but there are also some differences."

"The demon clan is divided into four major demon regions, east, west, south and north. The human clan is also divided into four major regions, east, west, south and north, and there is also a Zhongzhou."

"And the east, west, south, and north are controlled by four different large sects. Under the four large sects, there are various large dynasties, and under the dynasties there are small sects."

"Wanjianmen belongs to one of the four major sects."

Hu Xiao nodded while listening to Luan Hanan's explanation.

I also have an idea of ​​the distribution of human power in my mind.

Hu Xiao and others continued to fly forward and finally arrived at the junction.

At this time, Hu Xiao and others did not fly anymore, but chose to land and entered the human territory from a nearby mountain forest.

After all, when the demons appear now, there are also many human monks in the border areas to guard against them.

But you can still see bones everywhere at this junction.

The bones were piled up like mountains, emitting a pungent putrid smell under the scorching sun.

Some skeletons still maintain fighting postures, and the weapons in their hands have been broken, as if to tell the cruelty of the fierce battle during their lifetimes.

The blood on the ground had long since dried and turned into a dull black color, mixed with the soil.

The surrounding trees were also destroyed by the war, leaving only bare branches, like dead giants.

Soon Hu Xiao and others passed through a mountain forest and came to the edge of a city.

This city is tall and majestic, with towering city walls made of huge bluestone bricks, which are extremely strong.

The city wall is covered with various fortifications, with numerous arrow towers and heavily guarded ballistae.

The city gate is thick and wide, made of fine iron, inlaid with huge rivets, exuding a cold light.

The tower is majestic and majestic, with cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted pillars.

On both sides of the city gate, stood two rows of mighty soldiers, wearing shiny armor and holding sharp spears. Their eyes were bright and they were watching the surroundings with vigilance.

Mo Ran explained to Hu Xiao that this was the capital of a large dynasty.

But in the eyes of Wan Jianmen, this large dynasty is just a lackey who helps them manage ordinary people.

If you want to contact people from Wanjianmen, you must find the contact person here.

The three of them were about to enter the city, but when they were about to enter, they were suddenly stopped.

The man guarding the city gate looked back and forth at Luan Han'an and Mo Ran obscenely.

"Now that the demons are back, you have to pay the city fee to enter the city."

Just as Hu Xiao was about to get angry, Luan Han'an pressed him down and sent a message immediately.

"Your Majesty, this is a normal thing in the human world. Your identity cannot be exposed because of this trivial matter."

Hu Xiao had no choice but to nod in agreement and asked, "How much do you want?"

The guarding officer smiled coldly: "Money is no longer useful now. All I need is some training resources. It depends on how many spiritual stones you can come up with."

He looked at Luan Hanan and Mo Ran again: "The three of you need at least three thousand spiritual stones."

Hu Xiao cursed in his heart, but he still held back.

After Luan Hanan paid the spirit stone, the guard at the city gate wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, but was glared at by Hu Xiao and had to withdraw his hand.

Hu Xiao and his group entered the city.

The city was very lively, the streets were wide and clean, paved with large pieces of bluestone, and after years of grinding, the stone slabs were left with shallow ruts and footprints of pedestrians.

There were shops on both sides, and the buildings with flying eaves and brackets were staggered.

There were shops selling weapons, with swords, spears, swords and halberds in full view, and those weapons flashed cold light in the sun.

There were shops selling elixirs, and the fragrance of medicine wafted out from the shops. The signs hanging at the door wrote the effects and prices of various elixirs, attracting many monks to stop.

There were also stalls selling spirit pets, with all kinds of rare and exotic animals locked in cages or tied with ropes, including colorful spirit birds and small but agile spirit foxes, which were dazzling to the eyes.

However, under this seemingly prosperous scene, there was a tense atmosphere.

The soldiers on the city wall looked solemn, always alert to the movements outside the city.

Patrol teams walked by on the street from time to time, with neat steps, sharp eyes, and weapons in their hands, not daring to slack off.

People also mentioned the threat of the demons from time to time in their conversations, and their words were full of worry and uneasiness.

Some shop owners would look towards the city gate from time to time while they were busy.

In a corner, several monks gathered together, whispering about the latest battle situation and defense strategies.