In the back mountain of the demon sect, several nuns are driving people.

"who let this mortal old man in? Really not long eyes, run to our royal male demon clan to set up a stall to sell medicine? Who do we sell the medicine of the Royal demon clan to? " A middle-aged woman shouted.

several foundation women said, "let's get rid of him."

the old man heard that he was going to drive him away. His face was wrinkled like dried eggplant, and he begged, "please give me a meal, young ladies. There are 80 old mothers in my family to serve and eight year old children to...