Hui Jianzhi was worried that Mingluo would become depressed and follow the previous generation of crossers to die in the furnace, so he silently activated the mechanism and retracted the furnace underground.

But after the furnace sank, Ming Luo's dull gaze remained unchanged. She stared blankly ahead, the light in her eyes gone, like stagnant water.

Only then did Hui Jianzhi realize that Ming Luo was not looking at anything. She just happened to keep her eyes there without focusing.

Mingluo had no ability at this time. Huijianzhi didn't dare to leave Mingluo alone here, so he took her back to the main house and ordered people to lock her up in the dungeon.

The one who came to arrest him was Hui Yurou. She came running over with her legs pounding and took Mingluo away happily. Her face was full of a sincere smile, but this smile made people feel sick. Hui Jianzhi glanced at her with disgust and turned away.

The dungeon in the main house of the Hui family is not big. It is only used as a temporary detention place. When a member of the Hui family commits a crime, they will be imprisoned here first. After being convicted, they will be moved to the prison outside that is like a devil's cave.

Even so, the environment of the dungeon is still very harsh. The dungeon walls are made of rubble, and a stone path that is only wide enough for one person to pass leads to the underground. Some of the steps on the stone path have long been broken, and broken soil and debris are everywhere.

The environment in the dungeon was extremely depressing, narrow and dark, with only the moonlight grass that appeared periodically on the stone path to provide a little light.

Walking along the stone path into the dungeon, you will see a row of rusty dungeons, which are illuminated only by a wick made of moonlight grass. Everywhere you look, you can see that it is extremely dirty, with stains everywhere. There is also an unbearable fishy smell in the air. No one knows how many people have died here.

However, no matter how dirty the dungeon was, there were no insects or rats. Apart from the two clansmen who were guarding the prison and Hui Yurou who brought Mingluo in, there was not even a cockroach to be seen in the prison.

This place is sinister and full of resentment, even small insects don't want to survive here.

Ming Luo was pushed by Hui Yurou and locked up in the innermost cell. There was a spell restriction on the cell door. Only those who obtained permission from Hui Jianzhi or the head of the Hui family could open the cell door. Therefore, only two guards were needed here, and there was no need to worry about the people in the cell escaping.

Hui Yurou hummed a strange little tune and stretched out her hands to Ming Luo. Smooth spider silk grew on her slender fingertips, and the spider silk wrapped around Ming Luo's limbs and thin waist little by little. The spider silk wrapped around in circles. Hui Yurou was in a good mood, and the tune she sang became much lighter.

After Hui Yurou used spider silk to bind Mingluo's limbs and slender waist, she made a beautiful round net in the upper left corner of the cell, and finally stuck Mingluo to the middle of the round net.

"Huh~ Finally done." Hui Yurou smiled contentedly, as if she had meticulously crafted a fine work of art.

"It's so beautiful..." Hui Yurou stood diagonally below the spider web, squinting her eyes and looking at her masterpiece.

On a huge round net, Ming Luo was wearing bloody white clothes, his body was weak and boneless, and he was fixed in a graceful posture by the spider silk. His black hair was scattered in front of his face, his pale face was bloodless, and his pair of dark eyes stared at Hui Yurou blankly.

Hui Yurou came close to Ming Luo's face and combed her hair neatly with her hands, leaving only a few messy strands in front of her face as decoration. She also tidied up Ming Luo's clothes and skirt. However, Hui Yurou did not help Ming Luo put her clothes on. Instead, she unbuttoned Ming Luo's clothes and pulled her clothes down, revealing her white shoulders and beautiful collarbones. Finally, she took off Ming Luo's shoes, revealing her smooth ankles and overly thin calves.

After Hui Yurou finished, she took a few steps back and admired her masterpiece. Her face flushed and she was extremely happy.

Ming Luo is like an exquisite enamel doll, with skin as white as snow, slightly exposed breasts, black hair like a waterfall, a soft body, and calves exposed from her white skirt, like a little lotus with its tip just revealed. The bloodstains on her white clothes make her look even more desolate and beautiful. Behind her is a neat and tidy circular spider web, with rules and Ling in harmony.

Hui Yurou's expression was almost crazy. She opened her mouth slightly, and her eyes were full of Ming Luo.

"As expected, keeping you until now is the best decision. You are so beautiful, so beautiful!" Hui Yurou giggled in her sweet voice.

After hearing the strange noise, the two Hui clan members outside came in to investigate what was going on. Unexpectedly, they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives.

Cruel, horrific, desolate, yet breathtakingly beautiful.

When Hui Yurou heard the voice behind her, she put away the smile on her face, turned around, and blinked her brown eyelashes, but her expression was extremely cold.

The two Hui clan members immediately bowed and left. This was Hui Jianzhi's sister who he had rescued from somewhere. Although she had no real power, she was extremely terrifying. She often did cute things with a smile on her face. The Hui clan members certainly didn't dare to provoke this perverted little ancestor, so they ran back outside.

After no one disturbed her, Hui Yurou took things a step further. She climbed onto the spider web in a strange manner and rubbed Mingluo's cheek back and forth with a look of longing.

"Your skin is becoming more and more delicate." Hui Yurou's hand slid from Mingluo's forehead to her face, then to her slender neck, and finally landed on her collarbone.

Ever since Su Zhen was thrown into the furnace and died, Ming Luo's head began to ache. This pain from the inside out tortured Ming Luo so much that he couldn't think normally. His head hurt more and more, and it seemed like something in his brain was about to explode.

Ming Luo, who had a splitting headache, didn't know that Hui Yurou regarded her as a work of art. She only knew that someone had been talking in her ear, very noisily, and that person seemed to be touching her. Ming Luo wanted to stop him but she couldn't muster any strength. Her five senses and limbs seemed not to belong to her.

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