Ancient Dire Beast

Flying by waves, candlelight flickering,

Only figures were there, tangled together.

…

After a few hours, a huge battle ended.

"Han, I want more!"

"What…"

Zhou Han was stunned.

As expected, Han Qinxue used another skill.

She quickly recovered her body.

At this moment, she smiled maliciously.

Although it was already early in the morning, as a good man, he had to satisfy the requirements of the woman he loved.

Zhou Han hugged Han Qinxue.

Then…

…

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Did you not rest well? Why are you so dispirited?"

The next morning, Zhao Xin looked at Zhou Han and asked curiously.

"Why are there so many mosquitoes in your sect? I can't sleep at all!"

He had indeed not slept all night.

However, he definitely could not tell anyone about this.

Zhou Han casually found an excuse and spouted nonsense.