Chapter 323 - 311 Zhou Heng’s Bloodline (3/3)
By the time Zhou Heng returned to the Martial Pavilion, Feng Lianqing had already taken over a table. With a pig knuckle in her left hand and three greasy chicken legs in her right, she was eating with great relish, not showing the slightest guilt for not waiting for Zhou Heng to come back, relishing her food to the fullest.
This wild girl is truly heartless!
Seeing her carefree appearance, Zhou Heng did not want to tell her about Helian Dong’s matter. It’s better to let her stay heartless, as ignorance can also be a blessing.
He went back to the inner room, planning to sort out his thoughts, but the moment he stepped inside, he felt a breeze from behind, and something fiercely struck at the back of his head.
With his telekinetic force, he instantly formed a golden fist behind his head that with a clang, parried the sneak attack from behind, forcefully repelling the attacker.
Zhou Heng turned around, only to see the attacker with arms crossed leaning against the wall, sporting a donkey head, a donkey neck, donkey hooves, and donkey body, with a donkey tail dangling behind...
Well, it was indeed a donkey!
"Black Donkey, I knew it was you!" Zhou Heng gritted his teeth and said.
"Hahaha, seeing Donkey Master makes you this happy?" Black Donkey laughed out loud, wiggling its bottom and rushing toward Zhou Heng, "Kid, did you miss your Donkey Master that much?"
Whoosh, boom!