Ain't Got That Blessing

After Zi Qing entered the room, it was as if she had become a different person. Outside, she had been aloof and untouched by worldly concerns, like a Fairy who had risen above the Mortal World.

But now that she had entered the dim little wooden hut, she was like a ravenous Tigress, unleashing the wild fire buried deep in her heart.

As Zi Qing took him so passionately, feeling her warm, breathless sighs, a surge of masculine desire shot straight to Qin Guan's head.

He wrapped his arms around Zi Qing's slender waist from behind and squeezed her a few times before eagerly sliding them lower.

"Clatter, clatter!"

The two of them knocked everything in the little wooden hut into disarray before, in perfect unspoken accord, tumbling onto the bed.

The Origin Spirit of Little Black Tower trembled faintly. As the fierce clash within the hut played out, black Misty Qi churned wildly, constantly shifting into all manner of indecent shapes.

On closer inspection, a strange pink glow could be seen flickering faintly within the black energy.

"What wicked Great Dao has that damned Tower Spirit been cultivating?!"

Yin Yang Fa Zu, suppressed nearby, was shocked when he sensed the strange power radiating from Little Black Tower's Origin.

"E E... ah..."

As Yin Yang Fa Zu was still reeling, Little Black Tower suddenly began siphoning the Yin Yang Origin within him at a furious rate. The pain made his whole body convulse.

"Damn black beast, stop! Ah!"

Yin Yang Fa Zu roared. The Yin Yang Qi within him churned wildly, wrapped in the strange pink glow radiating from Little Black Tower as it frantically plundered his Yin Yang Origin Power.

Yin Yang Fa Zu's Divine Soul trembled, his eyes brimming with venom. "You wicked thing! How dare you covet