The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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Nine Dragons, Western Regions!

This is an extremely desolate area. Many times there are no people in a radius of several miles. Even some lone bandits have never been interested in this place, because there is no oil and water in this place.

In this desolate area, there is a small village, and a small river passes along the village, giving this remote village a bit of life.

Bang bang bang...

A boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, standing by the river boringly throwing stones into the river, from time to time he made the sound of stones floating across the river.

This young man was quite ugly, with windy ears, a collapsed nose, huge lips, and a protruding forehead like a birthday peach. If some ordinary children saw it, they might be scared to cry.

"Oh... this exercise secretly given to me by my cousin has been practiced for three months, but it still hasn't improved. It seems that my prince Lang is really out of luck with cultivation!"

After the ugly boy threw a stone again, he retracted his palm, seeming to run a certain technique, but he couldn't help muttering to himself in melancholy after seeing the slightest pulse in his palm.

This young man is called Wang Zilang. In fact, he has a rather noble background. He is not an aboriginal called Wuhuang Village. He is the Third Young Master of the Wang Family of Yulong City, about hundreds of miles away.

It is a pity that Wang Zilang has been judged to be the Innate Absolute Vein since the day he was born, and it is a special type of Innate Absolute Vein, it is impossible to cultivate a trace of pulse energy.

Among these families of Nine Dragons, it doesn't matter if you look ugly. As long as you have a strong talent for cultivation, who dares to talk about your appearance?

But when a dignified third young master of the Wang family can neither cultivate pulse energy, but also looks so ugly, the situation is completely different.

Just like the spirit pill of the Zhao family in Qianlong Continent, because it will turn into a meat ball from time to time, it will be regarded as a monster by the relatives of the Zhao family. In the end, even his own biological father and biological brother will be placed on him. Deadly.

The situation of this Wang Zilang was better than Ling Wan. When he had not cultivated his pulse energy when he was an adult, he was directly transferred to this Wuhuang Village, and the third young master of the dignified Wang Family actually fell here.

In fact, it’s also because today’s Yulongcheng Wang Family is not the only one in the line of Wang Zilang. There are both internal and external troubles. Who cares about such a waste that cannot be cultivated?

For Wang Zilang, this is undoubtedly a relief. The so-called blindness, the farther away from those snobbish royal families, maybe there is no need to suffer more humiliation, right?

However, Wang Zilang has never given up hope. Over the years, he has been constantly changing his exercises to see if there is any kind of exercises that can miraculously cultivate his pulse energy.

However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. During this period of time when he was transferred to Wuhuang City, Wang Zilang changed several techniques, but he was still disappointed.

Three months ago, a cousin from the second room of Wang's family gave Wang Zilang a practice that was quite suitable for beginners, which made him excited for several days.

It's a pity that after three months, the operation route of this technique has been touched by Wang Zilang, but there is still no sign of pulse energy in his body.

Even if Wang Zilang knew about a disease like Innate Juemai, it could already be called a terminal illness on the mainland, but the disappointment again made him quite melancholy, and he didn't even want to return to the village.

"Huh? What is that?"

When Wang Zilang was extremely depressed, his gaze suddenly turned, and he murmured, and then in the river where he could see, a figure like a floating corpse suddenly appeared.

Gurgle!

Just when Wang Zilang thought that it might be a corpse that had accidentally drowned upstream, he suddenly saw an inconspicuous blister appearing in front of the head of the "corpse".

"Is it still alive?"

Although Wang Zilang didn't have a pulse cultivation base, his eyes were still very good, and he knew that if it were really a dead body, it would definitely be impossible to breathe, and it would be impossible to create blisters.

Even if the blister was a coincidence, it was spit out by a certain big fish at the bottom of the river, but the prince was kind-hearted and decided to pick up the corpse and take a look.

The prince Lang swam around, ran to a long distance and dragged a long pole, then used all his strength, panting, and pulled the body to the shore.

When Wang Zilang dragged a wet body to the shore, he was already out of breath. After all, he was just a teenager and had no pulse to support it. It took the boss's energy.

"Unexpectedly... really not dead!"

After breathing heavily for a few breaths, the prince finally put his hand on the end of the man's nose, and when he did not feel breathing, he pressed it on his neck.

And when Wang Zilang sensed that Ruoyouruowu’s beating, he jumped up as if frightened, secretly said that this guy is really lucky, I don’t know how long he floated in the water, he was not drowned. It was a miracle.

"You seem to be a few years older than me, and it seems that you are also a life-stricken person!"

Wang Zilang looked at the half-dead body, and when he saw that this was just a delicate young man wearing a coarse cloth, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the same illness.

So Wang Zilang didn't hesitate too much, he stretched out his hand directly, pressed the young man's abdomen, and after pressing for dozens of times, the man spit out a large mouthful of sewage.

However, even though the muddy water in his chest and abdomen was spit out, the rough-clothed young man still did not wake up. It must have been in a coma for too long, and it will take some time to raise him.

"Wang Zilang, isn't your kid lazy again? Has the water been picked up today?"

Just as Wang Zilang stared at the coarse-clothed young man a little tangled, a familiar voice suddenly came from the direction of the village entrance, making him stunned and looking in the direction of the sound.

Under this look, I saw an extremely sturdy figure walking quickly, looking at his age of about 20 years old, his face looked like a good person.

"Brother Tiger, I saved a person in the river, so it was delayed!"

Seeing the sturdy figure walking quickly, Wang Zilang naturally wouldn't say that he was feeling melancholy. He was in a daze by the river, and could only push the reason to the guy who fished it out of the river.

Snapped!

I don’t know that Wang Zilang just said a word, and there was a whip on his face. It turned out that the strong tiger song lightly waved his right hand, and the long whip held in his hand was drawn on Wang Zilang’s face like a snake. When climbing up, a blood stain appeared.

This strong man named Tiger is named Zeng Lianhu, and his father is the head of the Wuhuang Village. It is worth mentioning that although the Wuhuang Village is extremely remote, the two heads and sons of the village are genuine. Repairer.

Wuhuang Village belongs to the Yulong City hundreds of miles away, and the village chief Zeng Changshou was originally a slave of the Wang family. Because of some abilities, he was sent to take charge of the Wuhuang Village. Although there is no oil and water, he is considered a powerful party.

At the time of the Wang family, the Zeng family did not dare to treat Wang Zilang, the third young master of the Wang family, but when Wang Zilang became an adult, there was no trace of energy, and after being sent to Wuhuang Village by the family, they were somewhat unscrupulous.

A trash master who was abandoned by the family is probably worse than some branch tribesmen, or even some domestic slaves with status. After all, this continent is respected by strength.

Especially here is the Nine Layers of Dragons, a waste person with no cultivation base. It is good to be born in an ordinary family. It is simply a shame to be born in a family with a face like the Wang family.

Therefore, both father and son Zeng believe that Wang Zilang, who is suffering from innate bloodline, will never have the opportunity to turn over in his life. He has changed from a former domestic slave to a superior who can bully the third young master of the Wang family at will. Father and son have always enjoyed this.

"Wang Zilang, you have to remember that you are no longer the third young master of the Wang family, but a handyman in my Wuhuang Village. If you can't finish the water today, don't even think about eating at night!"

Seeing that the third young master of the Wang family, who was lazy from time to time, even dared to find a reason, Zeng Lianhu suddenly became unhappy. After drew Wang Zilang's whip, he still felt that some meaning was still not enough, and sneered.

Although this Zeng Lianhu only has the cultivation base of the spiritual vein, it is far from the prince Lang who has no cultivation base can contend, and this is not the first time, so he can only say nothing. The shape does not have much movement.

"Brother Tiger, it is said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level float. Can you let me help him back to the village first and then come over to fetch water?"

Wang Zilang endured the sharp pain on his face, stretched out his hand and pointed at the rough-clothed boy lying on the ground. What he said in his mouth finally made Zeng Lianhu turn his eyes to the boy.

"This half-dead guy, why save him?"

Zeng Lianhu had a cold temperament, and subconsciously wanted to work against Wang Zilang, but he had just uttered a cold voice, but his eyes lit up, turning his eyes to the waist of the coarse-clothed boy.

There, there was a rather gorgeous waistband around the teenager's waist. After seeing this waistband, Zeng Lianhu immediately changed his mind, secretly saying that this time, maybe he will make a lot of money.

"Do you still want to eat, don't you hurry to pick water?"

Zeng Lianhu forcefully suppressed the greed in his heart, then turned his head coldly, pointed at the bucket over there, and what he said made Wang Zilang quite embarrassed.

"Then he..."

The prince was pure and kind, and he really wanted to save people to the end. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking, even if he didn't eat at night, he would have to settle the young man first.

"This guy is handed over to me, don't worry, and promise to save him!"

Seemingly impatient, Zeng Lianhu waved his hand to Wang Zilang, then eagerly carried the rough-clothed boy to his shoulders, and soon disappeared at the entrance of the distant village.

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