Disguise (2)

“My Dear Heroine, please let me go.” Zhou Weiqing sighed helplessly as he turned around.

However, when he saw the person who had grabbed onto his shoulder, he started visibly.

It was not Shangguan Fei’er there as he had expected, but an ordinary looking cloth-clad youth.

The young man looked very average, not tall or short, average in almost all sense of the word. His clothes were simple, with black hair bound in a ponytail at his back, granting a valiant air to his average looks. No matter what, Zhou Weiqing was certain he did not recognize this person.

On seeing it wasn’t Shangguan Fei’er, a sense of warning sparked in Zhou Weiqing’s heart, and without hesitation, he drew upon his Immortal Deity Shield to the maximum. At the same time, he kicked out with his right leg at lightning speed towards the youth. It was not anything good to be grabbed by a stranger suddenly.