Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

"Master, are you alright?"

Upon seeing this, Lingwei immediately stepped forward and asked in a low voice. Hua Yixiao waved his hand, his movements full of annoyance.

"Go! Get out of this hellhole immediately! Go back to the main altar!"

The buzzing prayers made Hua Yixiao feel a strong sense of suffocation. He picked up Bai Yue in his arms and rushed straight towards the entrance of the queen bee's nest.

Upon seeing this, Lingxi, Lingyou, and Lingwei immediately used their movement techniques to follow closely behind. In the blink of an eye, only Mo Yulong and the others, who were looking at each other in bewilderment, and the Wuren cultists who were still praying remained on the scene.

"Master Mo, the sect leader and the others have just left like that? What do we do now?"

Murong Chuan moved closer to Mo Yulong and asked in a low voice.

"Is this..."

The other person's gaze swept over the Ukrainians who were like lambs to the slaughter, especially the young and beautiful Ukrainian women, and a lewd glint flashed in his eyes.

"Everyone! Although the leader has gone ahead, his meaning is already very clear! These Wu people are stubborn and unrepentant, daring to openly defy the leader's divine power and blaspheme his grace! They deserve to die!"

Mo Yulong paused, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Therefore, we can do whatever we want with the people here, regardless of their age or gender!"

He deliberately emphasized the last few words, making them full of implications, and everyone's eyes changed instantly when they heard them!

Greed, lust, tyranny—all sorts of emotions surged forth like a floodgate opened! Their eyes swept over the surrounding Ukrainians like hungry wolves, their faces revealing undisguised drooling and bestial desire.

"Mo Yulong! You beastly bastard!"

Bound up, Mo Sijin trembled with rage, her eyes blazing with fury, and she screamed and cursed relentlessly.

"How could you say such a thing! Are you even human? You're just a human in disguise..."

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed hard on Mo Sijin's face, knocking his head to the side and causing blood to seep from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Yulong grabbed his hair and pulled him in front of him, his face full of ferocious pleasure.

"You brat! Ever since you were in the Mo family, you've always taken advantage of the old lady's doting on you and treated me, your uncle, with utter disrespect and disregard for elders! Today, I'll teach you a lesson about respect and hierarchy! And what the consequences are!"

He smiled sinisterly, his gaze sweeping over Mo Sijin's delicate yet pale face like a venomous snake.

"Don't worry, we're uncle and nephew, I won't let you die so easily..."

Mo Yulong suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly at the villains around him who were already itching to make a move.

"Gentlemen! My nephew, though a man, has a face and a figure that...tsk tsk, doesn't he have a unique charm? I wonder if any hero or valiant man is interested in him? Perhaps we could 'take good care' of him?"

This extremely vicious and vulgar suggestion excited everyone even more. Chen Jinlong stepped forward and openly looked Mo Sijin up and down.

"Hehe, your nephew is indeed fair-skinned and tender, even more luscious than a woman! I like this kind of thing! How about I 'guide' him a bit?"

"Alright! Since Brother Chen is in such a good mood, I'll leave my disobedient nephew to you! Make sure he leaves a 'deep impression'!"

Mo Yulong threw Mo Sijin to the ground, then his gaze fell on Su Ling Shuang, whose face was full of anger, and his eyes gleamed with lust.

"As for me, I'll reluctantly do my part to 'entertain' our number one beauty in the martial arts world, Palace Master Su."

He didn't forget to extend an invitation to Murong Chuan beside him, his tone lewd.

"Brother Murong, how about it? Would you be interested in discussing the 'dual cultivation' method with Palace Master Su?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Chuan swallowed hard and lewdly chuckled.

"Brother Mo's hospitality is too kind of me to refuse! It is my great honor to be able to 'exchange martial arts' with Palace Master Su!"

The two exchanged a glance, let out a knowing, lewd laugh, and moved towards Su Ling Shuang from the left and right.

"Stop! You beasts! You are not allowed to harm my granddaughter!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Xuechen suddenly scrambled to his feet, staggered, and stood in front of Su Ling Shuang, shouting hoarsely.

"Get out of my way, you old geezer! Stop getting in my way and ruining my fun!"

A fierce glint flashed across Mo Yulong's face, and he mercilessly swung out a palm, slamming it heavily into Yang Xuechen's chest!

"Grandfather!"

At this moment, Su Ling Shuang finally called out that name, but Yang Xue Chen was struck by this palm and spat out blood. His body flew backward like a tattered sack and crashed heavily onto the cold stone ground. He struggled a few times, but ultimately could not stand up again.

And the same tragedy is unfolding simultaneously in every corner of the queen bee's nest!

Those Uyghur men, seeing their wives, daughters, and sisters about to be violated, desperately used their bodies to ram into the lewd thugs who were approaching.

"Get away! Bastard!"

"Sister, run!!"

The angry roars and the woman's screams blended together, creating a scene resembling hell on earth.

The thugs seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse torture, so they didn't use swords at all, but instead used their fists and feet to knock down the Ukrainian men who were fighting desperately.

"Haha! Like an ant trying to shake a tree! Overestimating your own strength!"

"Beat them! Beat them hard! Let's see if they dare to block our way again!"

"Oh, this young lady is quite pretty. After we deal with these troublesome ones, I'll treat you well!"

Cries, shouts, laughter, and curses mingled together in a chaotic scene.

"stop!"

Amidst this chaos of broken order, a sharp and authoritative shout, filled with anger and authority, exploded like a thunderclap!

Everyone instinctively stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a petite figure rushing in through the entrance, carrying an unconscious woman in her arms.

"Ruoxu?"

Mo Yulong recognized the unconscious woman as Master Ruoxu of Zixiao Temple, but he didn't know why she was in this state. Ruomiao glanced at the unbearable scene in the room, her eyes almost spitting fire.

"You bastards! What are you doing?! Who gave you permission to do such beastly things here?! Stop right now!"

Seeing that Ruomiao was quite arrogant, Mo Yulong and Murong Chuan exchanged a glance, then stepped forward and glanced at Ruomiao sideways, their tone frivolous and disdainful.

"Hey, little girl, who do you think you are? You've got quite the nerve! Daring to yell at us and boss us around like that? You're asking for trouble!"

Without wasting words, Ruomiao quickly pulled something out of her bosom and held it high.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly! I am the Protector of the Holy Sect! Seeing this token is like seeing the Sect Leader himself! You will all kneel down immediately and stop all your evil deeds! Otherwise, I will report to the Sect Leader and make you wish you were dead!"