Han Qingru, who once cherished her appearance even in death, was now huddled in a dark basement. The skin on her face couldn't be distinguished at all, one part was red and the other black, and half of her ears were missing.
The hands that were once breakable were now a rough black color.
In front of her was a simple weaving-like instrument, and beside her was a tall pile of black fur.
Those black furs are exactly the same as those of the giant beasts that hit the city wall.
Han Qingru shook the handle in her hand like a puppet, weaving handfuls of fur into something like cloth.
As soon as Mo Wuji landed at the door of the basement, he smelled an extremely unpleasant odor. It was obvious that the odor was brought by the fur.
"Sister Qingru..." Mo Wuji rushed in and pulled Han Qingru up.
If he wasn't extremely familiar with Han Qingru, he wouldn't even be able to recognize that it was Han Qingru.
Han Qingru was startled, she raised her head in confusion, and then saw Mo Wuji standing in front of her. The dullness in her eyes gradually dissipated, and two lines of tears could no longer be held back. After a while, she shouted, "Wuji, why are you here?"
Han Qingru has been living here for decades, and she knows better than anyone else that once a monk falls here, it means death.
Immortal energy cannot be circulated here, nor can spiritual thoughts be used. Even if the Immortal Emperor comes here, he is no exception.
Not to mention being unable to stretch the immortal energy, even if the Immortal Emperor with intact cultivation comes here, he will still be at the bottom. The strength of a soldier here is stronger than the average Immortal Emperor.
The reason why she is alive today is not only because she deliberately made her appearance ugly, but also because she practiced physical training in the first place. When she was in the Sword Prison, Mo Wuji taught her how to train her body. This was what allowed her to survive here. Even so, she could only hide in this basement and knit furs in the dark.
"Why are you knitting these furs here?" Mo Wuji grabbed Han Qingru's rough hand and felt very guilty in his heart. When he left the fairy world, he didn't even ask about Han Qingru's whereabouts.
Han Qingru wanted to reach out and touch Mo Wuji's face, but halfway out, she suddenly remembered her current appearance, and quickly put down her hand and lowered her head in shame.
"I came here voluntarily. Only by knitting fur here would I become like this. If I hadn't come here, I would have been arrested and raped, and I would be worse off than dead." Han Qingru's tone was trembling, her Not many good memories.
From the beginning of her practice, she has been struggling with hardships. If there is one person who can give her good memories, it is Mo Wuji.
Ever since Yong Yingjiao, Mo Wuji has left an indelible mark on her heart. It was Mo Wuji who rescued her, it was Mo Wuji who took her to the fairy world, it was Mo Wuji who entered the Sword Prison and took her away, and it was Mo Wuji who brought her to the Pingfan Immortal Sect...
If Mo Wuji didn't like her, she would never leave Mo Wuji.
However, she soon understood that since Mo Wuji came here, he could not leave just like her.
She suddenly remembered something, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. But this trace of panic quickly disappeared. When she raised her head again, her eyes became extremely blue.
Just as Mo Wuji was about to take out the elixir for Han Qingru to take, he heard her whisper, "Don't say anything and come in with me."
Mo Wuji didn't know what Han Qingru was going to do. Now that he had found Han Qingru, he would never let Han Qingru stay here.
Han Qingru took Mo Wuji's hand and walked to the corner of the wall in a few steps. Then she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and a hole suddenly opened in the corner of the wall.
Mo Wuji felt ashamed. He was so focused on Han Qingru that he didn't notice a hidden magic circle in this corner. He didn't see it until Han Qingru pulled him over.
Han Qingru didn't wait for Mo Wuji to say anything, then stretched out her hand and pulled Mo Wuji down. Then with a clap of his hand, the hidden hole disappeared again.
What Mo Wuji cared about at the moment was not the hidden cave entrance, but why Han Qingru could set up a protective formation here? He must have arranged this protective formation by Han Qingru himself, and he knew the methods inside it very well.
Han Qingru couldn't have the Chu Shen Luo and Chu Yuan Luo like him, so how could he arrange a protective formation here
While Mo Wuji was still thinking about it, Han Qingru had already pulled him into a small room with a radius of only ten square meters.
The room was actually very cozy and there was no fishy smell from outside at all. There is also a large bed in the middle of the room, with two books on the bedside.
"Qingru, this place can suppress spiritual thoughts and divine energy. How did you arrange this place?" Mo Wuji had been doubting it for a long time, and it was only now that he asked.
"Wait a minute." Han Qingru suddenly picked up a jade bottle from the bedside. She poured out a pill from the jade bottle and swallowed it.
In just a dozen breaths, the spots on Han Qingru's body disappeared. The dark skin also fell directly off, revealing the snow-like skin again. The half-lost ear recovered in just a few breaths.
Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Han Qingru was not incapable of protecting herself.
What surprised and even overwhelmed Mo Wuji was that after Han Qingru did this, she turned around and took off her clothes. Han Qingru has been practicing bodybuilding all year round. After taking off her clothes, she revealed her extremely perfect and beautiful body.
Mo Wuji quickly turned his head, not daring to look at Han Qingru again.
From the beginning of Sword Prison, he knew that Han Qingru treated him differently, but he already had Shuyin in his heart, and he could not give Han Qingru any reply.
There was a sound of running water, and Mo Wuji smelled a faint fragrance.
It was only half the time of the incense stick, and Mo Wuji still didn't dare to look back, but he felt a soft body hugging him from behind.
"Don't move, don't look back." Just when Mo Wuji didn't know what to do, Han Qingru's long and leisurely voice came, "Wuji, why can I dig out this small house? I'll tell you later. Many of them are from The monks who came here on the fifth level of the Broken World were all killed or died here. When I first came here, I was also terrified. In any case, from today on we can no longer leave here. We are here There won’t be too many days here. Although I know that I shouldn’t be your Taoist companion, but... "
"Qingru, actually we..."
Han Qingru interrupted Mo Wuji again, "Let me be willful today, okay? After I came out of Sword Prison, I left you. Later, I always aimed at the great road until I fell into this place. After being trapped here for decades, I have some regrets. It’s not that I regret coming here, but I regret that I was timid.
You know, I don't like competition by temperament and like a quiet life. However, when I can't practice and can only think about the same person and those monotonous scenes every day, what kind of torture is that. "
Han Qingru paused. She slowly turned to Mo Wuji and looked into Mo Wuji's eyes with a pair of clean and clear eyes. "Wuji, I swore that if I could see him again, You, I will never be like Sword Prison. Today, let me marry you, even if we are captured by them tomorrow, I will be satisfied."
After saying that, Han Qingru closed her eyes and took the initiative to kiss Mo Wuji's lips.
Mo Wuji felt his head buzzing, as if a billion-volt electric current had hit his mind.
Although he always knew that his only Taoist companion was Shuyin, he and Shuyin were not actually that close. Even if he had a physical relationship with Wen Xiaoqi, it was a matter of his previous life, even without him realizing it.
But now Han Qingru's soft body was in his arms, and he could still feel the trembling of Han Qingru's teeth on his lips. It wasn't the cold, it was the first panic.
Mo Wuji wanted to force himself to calm down, but in fact he could force himself to calm down. But he soon knew that he couldn't do this anymore.
If she rejects Han Qingru under this situation and tells Han Qingru that he can take her away, there will only be one consequence based on Han Qingru's character. She would never go with him. Even if he went together, she would be depressed and eventually fall.
Han Qingru's arrogance lies deep in her heart, and only he knows this.
The temperature in the cabin began to rise, and Mo Wuji no longer refused Han Qingru's kiss. He reached out and hugged Han Qingru tightly in his arms, and her soft body seemed to melt into his arms. The feeling was like a clear spring flowing through his heart.
Being hugged by Mo Wuji, Han Qingru's lips, which were still a little panicked, became even hotter.
Sometimes the most fanatical is the quietest lady. This saying is not entirely wrong. Han Qingru, who had always been quiet and rational, was only filled with enthusiasm at this moment.
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