Han Qingru, who once cherished her appearance even in death, is now huddled in a dark basement. The skin on her face cannot be distinguished at all, one part is red and the other is black, and her ears are missing.
A little less than half.
The hands that were once breakable are now a rough black.
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 numbness in her eyes gradually dissipated, and two lines of tears could no longer be held back, and it took a while before she shouted
, "Wuji, why did you end up 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, there will be 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. A soldier here is stronger than the average Immortal Emperor.
She can live to this day not only because she deliberately made her appearance ugly, but also because she practiced body training. When she was in the Sword Prison, Mo Wuji taught her body training. This is how she can survive here.
Cost. 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 Ye Mo'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 captured and ravaged long ago, and I would be worse off than dead." Han Qingru's tone was trembling, her beauty
Not much memory.
She has been struggling with hardships since she started practicing. If there is one person who can give her good memories, it is Mo Wuji.
Ever since Yongyingjiao, Mo Wuji has left an indelible mark in her heart. It was Mo Wuji who rescued her, it was Mo Wuji who took her to the fairy world, and it was Mo Wuji who entered the Sword Prison to hold her in his arms.
Go, it was Mo Wuji who brought her to Pingfanxianmen...
If Mo Wuji didn't like her, she would never leave Mo Wuji.
However, she soon understood that since Mo Wuji came here, it was like her that he could not leave.
She suddenly remembered something, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. However, this 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 in a few steps. Then she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and a hole suddenly opened in the corner.
Mo Wuji felt ashamed. He was so focused on Han Qingru that he didn't notice a hidden magic circle in the corner. He didn't see it until Han Qingru pulled him over.
Han Qingru didn't wait for Mo Wuji to say anything, stretched out her hand and pulled Mo Wuji down. Then she slapped her hand, and the hidden hole disappeared again.
What Mo Wuji cared about at the moment was not the hidden cave entrance, but why Han Qingru could arrange 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 is actually very cozy and there is no fishy smell outside. There is also a large bed in the middle of the room, with two books placed by the bedside.
"Qingru, this place can suppress spiritual thoughts and divine energy. How did you arrange this place?" Mo Wuji had long been suspicious, 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 off, revealing the snow-like skin again. The half-lost ears even recovered in a few breaths.
Came over.
Mo Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Han Qingru was not incapable of protecting herself.
What made Mo Wuji surprised and even at a loss was that after Han Qingru finished doing this, she turned around and took off her clothes. Han Qingru had been practicing for many years, and after taking off her clothes, she revealed a perfect
The ultimate 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 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, "Can you let me be willful today? After I came out of the 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 that I’m timid.
You know, I don't like fighting by temperament and I like a quiet life. However, when I can't practice and can only think about the same person and a few monotonous scenes every day, that is a
What kind of suffering.”
Han Qingru paused, she slowly turned to Mo Wuji, looked into Mo Wuji's eyes with a pair of clean and clear eyes, "Wuji, I swore, if you can let me see him again,
You, I will never be like Jian Yu. 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 has always known that his only Taoist companion is Shuyin, he and Shuyin are not actually that close. Even if he and Wen Xiaoqi had a physical relationship together, it was a matter of his previous life, and he was even unaware of it.
Down.
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 cold, it was the same kind of panic for the first time.
Mo Wuji wanted to force himself to calm down. In fact, he could force himself to calm down. But he soon knew that he could not do this.
If she rejects Han Qingru under such circumstances and tells Han Qingru that he can take her away, there will only be one consequence based on Han Qingru's character. She will never leave with her. Even if she goes together, she will eventually
He will undoubtedly become depressed and eventually die.
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 stretched out his arms and hugged Han Qingru tightly. Her soft body seemed to melt into his arms, and the feeling was like a clear spring.
Flow through the 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 actually not completely wrong. Han Qingru, who has always been quiet and rational, is only fanatical at this moment.
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