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On an open space.

A girl in a short skirt sat on the ground, rubbing her feet hard against her back.

Beneath her lovely exterior, she sobbed softly, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

Her clothes were torn open at the chest, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin underneath, through which one could vaguely see her surging breasts.

Opposite him was a fierce-looking young man with eyes that blazed with greed and lust.

He rubbed his crotch vigorously, drool almost dripping from his mouth.

He said, "Han Yunzhi, you little hussy, you've been hanging around in front of me since we were in the sect. I've been drooling over you for ages."

I never expected you would dare to enter the secret realm. This is my greatest opportunity. Don't resist, it will only intensify your suffering. Just submit to me.

Don't worry, I'll take good care of you!

The young man had fair skin and was pampered; it was obvious at a glance that he came from a wealthy and powerful family.

He took out a glittering golden talisman that radiated astonishing spiritual energy, and said boastfully:

"Don't resist, otherwise, although I will have pity on you, this Golden Blade Talisman will not show any mercy."

In an attempt to persuade Han Yunzhi to stop resisting, he even used a powerful talisman as a threat.

As expected, Han Yunzhi saw the terrifying power contained in the talisman, as if a Foundation Establishment stage expert had personally arrived.

She turned pale with fright, and her crying seemed to stop for a moment.

But the next moment, a fierce and resolute look appeared on her face.

"Even though I can't beat you, I'd rather die than let you defile me!"

As she spoke, she took out a dagger and placed it against her fair neck.

Just as she exerted force in her arm, about to end her life completely.

An unexpected change occurred.

A series of fiery red lights shone from behind the young man.

Accompanied by the roar of a dragon.

Rumble!

A dozen or so fiery red, lifelike dragons pounced from behind.

A violent and deafening explosion occurred around the young man's body.

After the explosion.

A deep pit appeared on the spot.

At the bottom of the pit, there was half a corpse.

The reason it is described as "half a piece" is because the lower half of the corpse has been completely disappeared.

Only the area above the waist is left.

A calm figure arrived at the edge of the deep pit.

Jump down.

Remove the blood-soaked storage bag from the waist of the mutilated corpse.

He even bent down to pick up a golden talisman that had fallen to the side.

This person was none other than Fang Mu.

His movements were too swift, taking advantage of the young man's complete absorption of Han Yunzhi's beauty.

Under the barrage of more than a dozen low-level and high-level talismans.

The opponent didn't even have time to activate the talisman in his hand before he perished in the flames.

"Radiant Golden Blade Talisman".

Holding the glittering golden talisman in his hand, Fang Mu immediately received a message in his mind.

This talisman is a mid-to-low-level talisman.

Its power is equivalent to a full-force attack from a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

He mentally probed into the blood-stained storage bag in his hand.

Inside, there lay five mid-grade spirit stones and over a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

In addition, there are quite a few top-tier magical artifacts, two of them.

Both were black long spears, and both had round shields the color of azure seawater.

With one offensive and one defensive attack, and no special talismans, but with that intermediate-level low-grade talisman, he was comparable to top-tier combatants like "Yellow Sparrow" Feng Yue and the ugly man Zhong Wu from Spirit Beast Mountain.

The other elixirs and talismans, when added together, can sell for several thousand spirit stones.

"Brother Fang... is that you?"

With her hair disheveled, Han Yunzhi witnessed the young man's death and was saved.

With an incredulous look, she removed the dagger from her snow-white neck.

A bright red line of blood appeared on her neck.

She gazed at the person who had saved her life and murmured.

"It's me. Don't be afraid. You're safe now."

Fang Mu put away his spoils and went to the girl's side.

Looking at her red and swollen eyes, he patted her shoulder and gently comforted her.

"Waaaaah..."

When the girl saw someone she was close to and familiar with, her fear and grievances poured out like a flood.

She could no longer remain strong.

She suddenly threw herself into Fang Mu's strong arms and began to sob softly.

Fang Mu didn't speak, but gently patted her smooth, fair back, hoping to soothe her inner pain in this way.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Yunzhi stopped crying.

She took a pink handkerchief from Fang Mu and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

But as I kept wiping, I realized something was wrong.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at the handkerchief in her hand and exclaimed in surprise:

"This is... a top-grade magic artifact!?"

Her voice was filled with disbelief. She hadn't expected that Brother Fang would give her such a precious, high-grade magic artifact just to wipe away her tears.

"I had no choice but to use this as a makeshift handkerchief since I didn't have any other girls with me."

Fang Mu shrugged and said.

"A gift for me? Thank you so much, Brother Fang."

Han Yunzhi was overjoyed and wept tears of joy, almost to the point of tears again.

"No, please don't cry anymore."

Fang Mu made a gesture of begging for mercy, pointing to a large wet patch on his chest.

Han Yunzhi was amused by him, but when she saw that his chest was damp, she felt quite embarrassed.

After all, the other party came to rescue him.

So she said in a sweet, coquettish voice:

"Brother Fang, take off your clothes, I'll wash them for you."

"Doing laundry here?"

Fang Mu looked around.

It was a forest, and screams could be heard from all around.

As long as the secret realm remains open, the killing within will never cease.

Many disciples of the Seven Sects who appeared well-behaved outside, once they arrived here, completely unleashed their inner demons and became devils who killed anyone they saw.

"Let's forget about it."

Fang Mu had no idea that while the other person was washing clothes, a burly man would suddenly jump out from the riverbank.

"Thank you for saving me."

Han Yunzhi thanked her sincerely.

She thought for a moment, looked at that handsome face, gritted her white teeth, and said:

"I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. I am willing to do anything for you."

Why did Fang Mu feel such a sense of familiarity upon hearing this?

The last time he heard this, he happened to encounter a female disciple of Huangfeng Valley who was being chased.

The other party wanted to drag him into this mess.

They even went so far as to throw out their own storage bag.

This time, there wasn't as much infighting.

Fang Mu was still curious.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted towards me.

A beautiful figure rushed into his arms.

He was about to speak.

Suddenly, a moist cherry-like mouth sealed her lips, and she couldn't say anything.

On the lush green grass, two figures rolled together, engaging in a French kiss.

The clothes dwindled as they rolled around.

Not long after.

The two naked figures were now completely separated, merging into one another.

The details are naturally not for outsiders to know.

After a period of sexual intercourse.

On the grass, Fang Mu dressed, his face bearing the expression of a saint.

He patted the snow-white body behind him, then patted the full, heaving breasts on her chest, and said:

"Five days are almost up, let's get going, it's time to leave."

Han Yunzhi's face flushed red. She let out a soft moan and sat up from the ground, starting to put on her clothes.