The Gargoyle King

"Felice, how do you feel now? Are you alright now?" After summoning the little lady out from the Battle Companion Slot, Zhang Yang asked her, with genuine concerned.

Felice shook her head and said, "Nothing is off, big brother!"

Zhang Yang could not help but sulked a little. The little girl seemed to be on some form of heavenly steroids, as she went all out on the black dragon boss! So, logically speaking, she should have experienced some side effect from that kind of rush! The ancient Kung Fu masters who had went all out with their Super Skills and all in crushing their enemies would actually shorten their lives by 10 years or so! This little lady actually recovered after a nap? After everything that she went through? That doesn’t even make any sense !

What the hell! The black dragon must have died with its eyes opened!

"Can you remember anything that happened before you passed out?" Zhang Yang asked further.