The Unambitious Fox Beauty

Xu Qing sighed.

Helplessness rose in his heart.

From the first time he met the clay fox until now, the tone of Her voice hadn't changed.

She was always so forthright, always so unexpectedly shocking, and always so brazen.

Whether he had been weaker than Her or had grown stronger, She remained the same.

It seemed as though no matter the circumstances, She always found a way to tease him in Her own unique style…

Xu Qing shook his head and waved his hand.

Immediately, a long robe appeared on the clay fox's body, draping over Her breathtaking figure.

"Hmm, the clothes feel a bit tight. So, little rascal, you like them snug, huh?"

The clay fox touched Her chest and teased Xu Qing with a playful pout.

"You can absorb the god's blood now and attempt to break through." Xu Qing ignored Her and calmly spoke.