Even though Han Qingru cherished her appearance even in death, she was now curled up in a dark basement. Her face was unrecognizable, a patchwork of red and black, and she had lost a small portion of her ear.

Her once flawless hands were now a rough, black mess.

In front of her was a crude device resembling a loom, and beside her was a high pile of black hides.

These black hides were identical to those of the giant beasts that had attacked the city walls.

Han Qingru moved the handle in her hand like a puppet, weaving the hides into something resembling cloth.

As soon as Mo Wuji arrived at the entrance of the basement, he smelled an extremely foul odor, clearly coming from the hides.

"Qingru-jie..." Mo Wuji rushed in and pulled Han Qingru up.

If he hadn't been so familiar with Han Qingru, he wouldn't have recognized her.

Han Qingru was stunned. She looked up blankly, then saw Mo Wuji standing before her. The blankness in her eyes gradually dissipated, and two lines of tears finally flowed down her cheeks. After a long while, she called out, "Wuji, how did you end up here too?"

Han Qingru had been stranded here for decades, and she knew better than anyone that once a cultivator fell into this place, it meant death.

Here, immortal essence could not be circulated, and divine sense could not be used. Even an Immortal Emperor was no exception.

Forget about circulating immortal essence, even an Immortal Emperor with undamaged cultivation was at the bottom here. The strength of a mere squad leader here was stronger than that of an average Immortal Emperor.

The reason she had survived until today was that she had deliberately made herself ugly, and also because she had practiced body refinement back then. In Sword Prison, Mo Wuji had taught her body refinement, which was her capital for surviving here. Even so, she could only hide in this basement, weaving hides in darkness.

"Why are you here weaving these hides?" Mo Wuji grabbed Han Qingru's rough hands, feeling a deep sense of guilt. He had left the Immortal World without even asking about Han Qingru's whereabouts.

Han Qingru wanted to reach out and touch Mo Wuji's face, but halfway there, she suddenly remembered her current appearance and quickly lowered her hand in shame and hung her head.

"I volunteered to come here, only by weaving hides here would I become like this. If I hadn't come here, I would have been captured and ravaged, which would have been worse than death," Han Qingru said, her voice trembling slightly. She didn't have many good memories.

From the beginning of her cultivation, she had been struggling in hardship. If there was anyone who brought her good memories, it was Mo Wuji.

Starting from Yongying Horn, Mo Wuji had left an indelible mark on her heart. It was Mo Wuji who had rescued her, who had brought her to the Immortal World, who had entered Sword Prison and carried her away, and who had brought her to the Peaceful Brahma Immortal Sect...

If Mo Wuji hadn't disliked her, she would never have left Mo Wuji.

However, she quickly realized that since Mo Wuji had come here, it meant that he, like her, could no longer leave.

Suddenly, she remembered something, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. But this trace of panic quickly disappeared, and when she looked up again, her eyes were clear and pure.

Mo Wuji was about to take out some pills for Han Qingru to take when he heard her say softly, "Don't say anything, come in with me."

Mo Wuji didn't know what Han Qingru was going to do, but now that he had found her, he would never let her stay here.

Han Qingru took Mo Wuji's hand and walked to the corner of the wall in a few steps. Then, she spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and a hole suddenly opened in the corner of the wall.

Mo Wuji felt ashamed. He had been so worried about Han Qingru that he hadn't noticed the hidden array at the corner of the wall. It wasn't until Han Qingru pulled him over that he saw it.

Without waiting for Mo Wuji to speak, Han Qingru reached out and pulled Mo Wuji down. Then, with a slap of her hand, the hidden entrance disappeared again.

What Mo Wuji cared about now was not the hidden entrance, but why Han Qingru could set up a protective array here? This protective array was definitely set up by Han Qingru herself, and he was very familiar with the methods used inside.

Han Qingru couldn't possibly have a Storage Meridian and a Storage Essence Meridian like him, so how could she set up a protective array here?

While Mo Wuji was still thinking, Han Qingru had already pulled him into a small room, only ten square meters in size.

The room was surprisingly cozy, with none of the foul smell from outside. In the middle of the room was a sizable bed, and there were two books on the bedside table.

"Qingru, this place can suppress divine sense and immortal essence. How did you set up this place?" Mo Wuji had been suspicious for a long time, and now he finally asked.

"Wait a moment," Han Qingru suddenly picked up a jade bottle from the bedside table and poured out a pill, which she swallowed.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the spots on Han Qingru's body disappeared. The black skin also fell off, revealing her snow-white skin again. The half-missing ear was also restored in a few breaths.

Mo Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Han Qingru wasn't completely without self-preservation abilities.

To Mo Wuji's surprise and even bewilderment, after Han Qingru finished doing this, she simply turned around and took off her clothes. Han Qingru had been practicing body refinement all year round, and when she took off her clothes, she revealed a perfect and exquisite body.

Mo Wuji quickly turned his head, not daring to look at Han Qingru again.

From Sword Prison, he knew that Han Qingru felt differently about him, but he already had Shuyin in his heart, and he couldn't give Han Qingru any answer.

The sound of water came, and Mo Wuji smelled a faint fragrance.

After about half an incense stick of time, Mo Wuji still hadn't dared to turn around, but he felt a soft body embrace him from behind.

"Don't move, don't turn around," just when Mo Wuji didn't know what to do, Han Qingru's gentle voice came, "Wuji, I'll tell you later why I was able to dig out this small room. Many cultivators who came here from the fifth level of the Broken World were killed or fell here. When I first came here, I was also uneasy. In any case, from today onwards, we can no longer leave here. We won't have many days here, although I know that I shouldn't be your Dao companion, but..."

"Qingru, actually we..."

Han Qingru interrupted Mo Wuji again, "Just let me be willful today, okay? After I came out of Sword Prison, I left you. Later, I always aimed for the Great Dao, until I fell into this place. After being trapped here for decades, I regretted it a little. Not regretting coming here, but regretting my timidity.

You know, my nature is not to fight, I like a quiet life. But when I can't cultivate and can only think of the same person every day, and only think of those few monotonous scenes, what kind of torture is that?"

Han Qingru paused, then slowly turned to face Mo Wuji, looking into Mo Wuji's eyes with a pair of clean, clear eyes, "Wuji, I swore that if I could see you again, I would never be like Sword Prison. Today, let me marry you, even if we are caught 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 mind buzz, as if a billion volts of electricity had hit his mind.

Although he always knew that his only Dao companion was Shuyin, he and Shuyin didn't have much intimacy. Even having skin contact with Wen Xiaoqi was something from his previous life, and even happened when he was unaware.

But now, Han Qingru's soft body was in his arms, and his lips could still feel Han Qingru's teeth trembling. That wasn't cold, it was the same kind of first-time panic.

Mo Wuji wanted to force himself to calm down, and in fact, he could force himself to calm down. But he soon knew that he couldn't do that.

If he rejected Han Qingru again in this situation, and told Han Qingru that he could take her away, given Han Qingru's personality, there would only be one consequence. She would definitely not leave with him, and even if she did, she would eventually be unhappy and fall in the end.

Han Qingru's pride was in the deepest part of her heart, and only he knew that.

The temperature in the small room began to rise, and Mo Wuji no longer refused Han Qingru's kiss. He reached out and hugged Han Qingru tightly in his arms, her soft body seeming to melt into his arms, and the feeling was like a clear spring flowing through his heart.

Embraced by Mo Wuji, Han Qingru's originally slightly panicked lips became even more fiery.

Sometimes the most fervent are the quietest ladies, and this statement is not entirely wrong. The always quiet and rational Han Qingru only had fervor at this moment.

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