For any monk, Middle-earth is a blessed place, and many monks from other four continents will regard going to Middle-earth as a kind of opportunity, and in their imagination, that place is full of all kinds of opportunities and natural treasures, and it is a passage on their cultivation path.

But for mortals, Middle-earth is definitely not a blessed land.

Most of the mortals in Middle-earth live a long life, and their lifespan is longer than that of the other mortals in the four continents because of the vigorous aura of Middle-earth, but they don't have any freedom, and any of their tiny mistakes may be exchanged for a punishment of destruction.

They don't die most of the time, but they tend to be more uncomfortable than dying.

"You daring scumbag, it seems that the real people need to reform you well and let you know what the real rules are!" Han Wen had murderous intent in his eyes, but he would not kill his slave, because this is the border of Middle-earth, and two-legged cattle are relatively scarce as a resource, and killing one will be one less.

The monks of Middle-earth do not produce, do not plant, do not mine, and in addition to cultivating and fighting, they would rather spend their free time studying boring spells than farming.

It seemed to them that these were the things that should be done by the lowly two-legged oxen, and how could they be as noble as they could do such a thing?

Although there will be a certain percentage of mortals who have the cultivation physique and become a superior person such as a monk, they will soon be assimilated into a huge circle of monks, and at this time they will often treat those two-legged cattle who are of the same kind as a fierce person.

Agu once saw the two-legged cow that was punished by Hanwen, and he used to be a companion who had a good relationship with him when he grew up, but he was punished by Hanwen because he accidentally made a mistake.

Agu thought that the companion would be executed, but what he didn't expect was that when he unexpectedly saw the other party again a year later, the other party had become a puppet who could only work mechanically and could do nothing.

So Agu was frightened, he would rather die than become a puppet who only knew how to work, but what could a mere mortal do in front of a real human realm?

He was not even qualified to ask for mercy.

The invisible True Yuan's hand tightened tighter, and just when Agu felt that he was about to suffocate to death, Han Wen suddenly stopped the movement in his hand.

"No, you don't have any wounds on your body, what are you stealing elixir for? run out to sell it? It's impossible, it's impossible for you to leave here, so ...... you" Han Wen suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and said, "You hid someone in the house?"

His gaze instantly locked on the dilapidated thatched hut of Agu, and upon careful induction, he immediately noticed that there was another life reaction in the house.

"How dare you hide people here? Who are they? Could it be other two-legged cows?" Han Wen thought of the situation where some of his fellow two-legged cattle had private lifelong commitments, and he began to wonder if this was the case with Ah Gu.

But even if so, why steal the elixir?

With the doubts in his heart, Han Wen fixed Agu outside the hut, and he strode in the door.

Of course, the room was not a two-legged cow preparing to elope with Agu, but a square mark.

Fang Scar was lying on the improvised bed made of two planks, all but the obvious wound on his chest had been completely healed, and the herbs and simple bandaging on his chest had blocked the most horrific wound, and the bones and flesh that looked unusual were no longer exposed.

At this time, Fang Scar's face was still bloodless, and even his lips showed a gray blue after excessive blood loss, but the faint breath still revealed his identity as a monk.

He was covered with a shabby garment of Agu's clothes, with patches on top of each other, which he knew had been worn for many years, but there was an ornament hanging from his waist.

The ornament is a twig with three pear blossoms, and the entire ornament is carved out of a single piece of third-order yuan crystal.

Han Wen's mood changed from anger with doubts to astonishment, then from astonishment to surprise, and finally to greed when his gaze fell on the ornament on Fang Zhen's waist.

The third-order Yuan Crystal is not very valuable to the True Human Realm cultivators in Central Continent, even if it is a parallel real human realm like Han Wen, but even if it is not very valuable, this thing is also an important cultivation material, and normal people will not use such a thing to carve it as an ornament.

More importantly, this ornament also contains an obvious true element reaction, you must know that once the integrity of the Yuan Crystal is destroyed, then whether it is carved on it to suppress the rune that suppresses the true Yuan escape or put it in a box that can block the True Yuan, it is impossible to completely prevent the True Yuan in the Yuan Crystal from escaping cleanly.

And the pear blossom ornament carved out of the third-order yuan crystal in front of him still contains a very full true element, which shows that this ornament has just been carved out not long ago.

Generally speaking, no ordinary monk would suddenly do such a ruined thing, and the person who did it was either mentally abnormal, or he was really rich and rich beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In Hanwen's opinion, Fang Ji looked like the latter, although he didn't have any definite proof, but everything in front of him hinted at him.

Han Wen felt that as long as he took down the square mark, then he could get huge benefits from the other party, and if the other party had a special status, the benefits he could get might be even greater.

These imaginations made Han Wen's breathing heavy, and he didn't realize how he had come up with this, but when he saw the pear blossom ornament, he completely fell into greedy desire.

Almost forgetting all caution and guard, he stepped forward and grabbed the ornament.

But the moment his fingers caught the ornament, Han Wen only felt a flower in front of him, and then he found himself in a place like an ink space, the surrounding landscape environment was all ink color, and in these ink color environment, there was a group of brightly dressed human beings.

The leader was a tall woman in a red robe as striking as a flame.

The woman is the most beautiful woman Hanwen has ever seen in his life.

Beside this red-robed woman, there is also a woman who is comparable to her appearance and figure, but her temperament is calm and gentle, dressed as a man, and she is holding an ancient bell in her hand.

And behind these two women, there are several women with extraordinary looks and temperament.

For the first time, Han Wen knew that being watched by a group of women would be so stressful.

"Dare to attack my brother, it seems that I have to teach you a good lesson!" A flame of light burst out of Xiannu'er's eyes.

Shang Zhen waved his fist behind him and shouted: "Don't kill me, give me a breath, I actually dare to beat Brother Fang's idea and tear down the bones of his whole body!"