Bang!
There was another crisp sound.
boom!
The door of the thatched hut in front of him was smashed to pieces by a whip!
"Zhou Heng, right?! Come out!"
Deng Ning'an glared with his eyes and swung the whip in his hand vigorously. When he saw Zhou Heng in the room, he didn't wait for Zhou Heng to speak.
The whip fell towards Zhou Heng's face!
"My father asked me to teach you. I want to see if there is anything in you that is worth my teaching!"
Deng Ning'an was a hot-tempered person and could not tolerate Zhou Heng. Even if Zhou Heng was not Deng Hao's illegitimate son, there must be some relationship between them.
It prevented her from becoming a disciple at a large sect.
She originally thought that one day, when she joined a large sect, she would have the opportunity to meet the Holy Son of the Taixu Holy Land.
He is the dream lover of countless girls across the entire continent.
Although the Holy Son has been practicing in the inner hall of Taixu Holy Land all year round, ordinary people cannot see him at all.
But she heard that the Holy Son was a handsome and talented young man, which girl would not be attracted to him?
Naturally, everyone wants to see the Son of God!
Now, all the time has been wasted because of this piece of trash!
Her breathing became heavier, her chest rose and fell, and her pretty face was like a flame, boiling with beauty.
He used all his strength in his hands.
Bang!
Originally, it was thought that the whip would directly smash Zhou Heng's face, but unexpectedly, the whip was immediately grasped in Zhou Heng's palm.
"It seems he has some skills."
Dunningan's body was pulled forward and his collar was pulled open a few inches, revealing the snow-white color underneath.
She pulled the whip hard, her eyes piercing: "I don't believe you can still pull me over!"
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