The disciples of the Scavenging Pavilion fought, and there were many people who were robbed of garbage every day, but Yang Dingshan looked at the fellow disciple in front of him who did not bow his head to the evil forces and did not flinch, and his heart was slightly touched.

Yi is in the situation, he can't do it at his own expense, I'm afraid that he will hand over the garbage early, so as not to be beaten, it is also waste, he can't understand what Dust Feather is insisting on.

As everyone knows, conforming to the destiny and obeying the arrangement of fate is the easiest life, and no matter how hard the ants try, they can't shake the foundation of the tree.

Seeing that Dust Feather was in disarray, but his arrogance was becoming more and more erect, Yang Dingshan knew that a person with this kind of perseverance was a respectable waste even if it was a waste, and seeing Dust Feather leave, Yang Dingshan also carried the garbage back. Garbage is also to be sorted, and he knows that he and Dust Feather are not people of the same world.

Seeing this scene, a woman with a graceful figure and a graceful posture sat in a teahouse more than ten zhang away, holding a booklet in her hand, turning a page casually, and adding a defeated word, which was densely packed with defeated words, with a thousand words.

This woman is the proprietress of this teahouse, three years ago inadvertently sat here, then saw the picture of Dust Feather would rather die than hand over the garbage and was almost killed, since then she has sat here every day, and she has seen every battle of Dust Feather in the future, for three years, she has secretly sighed Dust Feather's tenacity, and regretted Dust Feather's qualifications, but after all, it has injected a trace of fresh vitality into her boring life, and she can watch a good show every day.

This teahouse is an industry under the name of the eight major families in Kyoto, the economic chain of the eight major families in Kyoto is all over the Great Liao Kingdom, and the power is extremely huge, each of which can be compared with the Great Liao Kingdom, and it is a well-deserved eight giants, and even the lord of the Great Liao Kingdom has to give three points of face to these giants.

The place where Dust Feather is now is the most remote place in the Great Liao Kingdom, called Haodu, the economy is underdeveloped, and the overall strength of the warriors is several levels worse, and this teahouse is engraved: Xia Yuan Teahouse. Obviously, it belongs to the Xia family, one of the eight families, but in such a remote place, the Xia family has invested very little energy, and the proprietress of this teahouse and the guys are only three or two, and there is really no business to do!

Looking at the dust feathers below, Xia Wuxinxiu frowned slightly, she didn't understand why this young man would persist to this extent, as far as she knew, all the people who joined the Scavenging Pavilion were those wastes abandoned by various forces, and even their own survival and clothing were problems, so they still had the strength to resist the fate of being oppressed, what kind of attachment did this thin young man have in his heart? Let him lose a thousand games in a row and still not be discouraged. Perhaps, this is the struggle of ants?

She was curious to know how many consecutive defeats he would hold on to with his perseverance. With such qualifications and such a cultivation speed, there is no possibility of winning at all, and obeying the arrangement of fate is his best choice.

The bottom has been dispersed, only the dust feather continues to pick up the garbage, people come and go, and time passes.

Xia Wuxin yawned and fell asleep sleepily on the table.

When Dust Feather picks up half a bag of garbage, it is already three poles in the sun. Carrying a slightly heavy garbage, there is no place on his body that does not hurt, his steps are staggering, Dust Feather looks left and right, his stomach is already empty, if there is some food at this moment, it would be better.

But now there is no edible garbage in his foothold, and there is an obvious water stain, which makes Dust Feather excited, and with his years of experience, he can find some edible leftovers along this water stain.

Feel the weight of the garbage behind you, and the dust feather staggers along the water stains.

After walking for a long time and still not finding it, in the midst of depression, Dust Feather suddenly found that there was something faintly in the grass, and walked down in confusion, but saw a leftover fruit from others lying in the dense grass.

Before he had time to rejoice, Dust Feather hurriedly picked up the fruit.

Although he is now a beggar, he used to be one of the top demon geniuses of the Chen family, one of the eight great families in Kyoto, and he could report his fame for all kinds of genius treasures, delicacies, and rare birds and fruits, but he had no impression of this fruit.

The fruit had been bitten several times, and its appearance was no longer recognizable, but the flesh was bright red, as if it had been irrigated with blood.

I didn't have time to think about it, since someone had eaten it, there was no danger, Dust Feather ate it cleanly like a date, fortunately, the fruit was large, although he was bitten several times, but most of the rest was enough for him to eat a full meal. In retrospect, this fruit has an astringent fishy smell, so it's no wonder someone threw it away.

"Who is it?" At this moment, a fierce sense of crisis surged through Dust Feather's heart, and the pain on his body suddenly alleviated a lot.

I was looking for water stains just now, and I didn't notice the surrounding environment, but at this moment I was in a mountain forest, and a huge sense of death enveloped me.

"Is the king's fruit so delicious?" a strange snake with wings on its back and a human face and a jackal body wriggled down from the tree, and spoke like a woman.

This strange snake in front of me turned out to be a terrifying snake, no wonder there will be a water stain along the way, it turned out to be the traces left by the snake in the wriggling forward, careless! I should have thought of it a long time ago, in the classics of the Chen family, there was a record of the snake with a human face and body, wings on its back, walking like a snake, and there was a lot of water where it passed. But how could this snake appear here, high-level demon beasts in this remote place are not infrequent.

"Hmph, Terran boy, since you have eaten the fruit of this king, let this king eat you!" the snake opened its mouth and swallowed at Dust Feather.

"Stay, old woman who turns into a snake, this is the territory of the human race, is it a place where you can go wild?

Before the person arrived, the sword intent followed, and a terrifying sword qi slashed towards the snake out of thin air.

"You old horseman, it's really annoying!" After speaking, the snake spat out a waterfall and poured away, dissolving this boundless sword qi.

"Hmph! This holy dragon fruit human eater is violently killed, this king doesn't kill you!" After speaking, his wings flashed, and he flew away dozens of zhang, disappearing into this world at a very fast speed.

Dust Feather was shocked into a cold sweat, the moment of confrontation just now, made him give birth to a feeling of ants and the sea, he was pulled by the snake qi machine and couldn't move, if it wasn't for the boundless sword qi just now that interfered with the snake, it is estimated that he would have been the food of the snake's belly.

A divine thought swept past Dust Feather, and then without stopping, he chased towards the snake.

In a short moment, it was only three breaths, which made Dust Feather feel like heaven and hell, isn't this kind of martial arts realm exactly what he is striving for? But why should God let himself have no meridians? Let himself become a wasted person, and be ashamed of his family in his previous life, is he still destined to do nothing in this life?

I don't accept it! I don't want to! I don't believe in fate!

This cry of rebellion against fate was muffled by an infinite pain, and at the same time, a desolate and eternal savage aura descended, like the tide of the waves, the realm of snow, and any one was so insignificant in front of this breath.

At this moment, a golden bone dragon, which was only about three feet long, came out of the body of Dust Feather, and the first shiny to emerge was a dragon-shaped skull. The golden bone dragon was suspended above the dust feather like this, lying in a coiled position, clearly asleep. Every bone of it exudes a golden brilliance, shining this ten zhang radius, but fortunately this place is deserted, and no one has discovered the strange sight here.

After the golden bone dragon flew out, Dust Feather suddenly felt that death-like pain lessened, if it weren't for his perseverance, which was very comparable, he would already be a dead man at this moment.