It was about to start again, and he lifted the black soil up.

"Brother Heitu, go back."

Hei Tu's face was already swollen, and he looked at him in surprise, and said, "You let me go back?"

"I just looked at your wound ......".

Hei Tu struggled and said, "I'm fine, I can still work, how can I rest assured that you are alone", as he spoke, he bent down and picked up the steamed bun that had just fallen on the ground and was covered with dung balls, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish.

It would be impossible for him to eat such food even if he was killed in normal times, but now it is different, now that he has met a dragon, he did not expect that there are such people in this world.

The dragon looked at him, smiled slightly, and said very warmly: "As long as you are full, you will have strength."

Heitu nodded and said, "Dragon, are you full?"

The dragon touched his stomach and said, "It seems to be a little close."

At this time, the foreman who had bullied them just now came over and threw two buns on the ground.

Hei Tu looked at him and said in shock and anger, "What are you going to do again?"

The foreman was already gone, and his voice came, "Eat, it's not poisonous."

The dragon hurriedly picked up the bun from the ground, handed one to Hei Tu, and said, "It seems that he is a good person."

Hei Tu was still angry, and said in a low voice: "What's good, he just wants you to help them do more work, don't forget that we owe people one hundred and eighty barrels now."

The dragon smiled all over his face, and didn't seem to take it to heart at all, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's only one hundred and eighty barrels...... I'm full."

He took two bites and swallowed the bun.

"You two, don't you know when you start working?", the foreman was already standing next to the manure tank urging them.

Hei Tu couldn't help but worry about the dragon as he walked, "One hundred and eighty buckets, that's what people do", and he himself picks up more than thirty buckets a day, because he has to send manure to the back mountain, which is at least three or four miles away from here.

Carrying two buckets at a time, with at least three or four breaks on the way, has already exhausted people like dogs.

……

Approaching the end of May...... , less than seven days before the reopening of the world's martial arts.

Most of the martial arts warriors who came to participate in the competition have arrived in Jianlong City at this moment, and it can be said that it is the most lively in the past few days......

Even at night, you can still hear the movement of their cultivation.

Especially on this sheep intestine path behind the mountain, because of the twists and turns of this road, coupled with the flourishing forests, a large number of martial arts masters gather here every day to hone their light skills.

The world will be martial, fight is everyone's comprehensive quality, if the kung fu in the hands is strong, but the feet are extremely weak, it is impossible to get a good ranking.

They know very well that light martial arts are sometimes more effective than other martial arts, and sometimes they can win but they can't keep up with the speed of their footsteps, and they end up losing.

Sometimes it seems like you're losing, but thanks to a great deal of effort, you avoid the killer moves, and a magical reversal happens.

There are countless examples of this in the previous world martial arts, therefore, some of these martial arts heroes gathered in Jianlong City couldn't help but compete in advance on this mountain road, and some people were in high spirits every day, and some people were depressed.

There was a "buzz" sound, and a figure flashed.

Extremely fast as it seems.

"Stinky boy, dare to surpass me", not far behind him, a bearded man had enough strength and ran forward, seeing that he was about to catch up with the young man in front.

The young man sneered, "Hmph, you want to surpass my Tianmen No. 1 flying rocket on your legs and feet, you are so cute."

The bearded man ran for a while, gradually slowing down, and the young man, known as the first flying rocket in Tianmen, sneered in front of him: "Why can't you keep up, Zhenjiangnan, your legs and feet are not enough to see."

Zhen Jiangnan burst out and shouted: "What are you talking about!"

He was also followed by other martial cultivators, chasing after him in the dust, showing that he had surpassed the speed of many people.

The young man still mocked: "Because your speed is restricted by your weight, your lower plate is very stable, but it is not light enough, and you can't last long if you consume it for a long time."

Zhen Jiangnan shouted angrily: "Fart, dare to say that I can't fight endurance battles", he slammed his palm again, "bang", and slapped it on the big tree, and a palm print was printed on the big tree.

He used this thrust to jump more than ten meters away, and he was about to catch up with the young man in front.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes were shining, and he laughed: "Yes, I actually know how to borrow the power of the upper body, but I said, you can't win against me no matter what, no one in the Dragon City is faster than me Han Fei, I am the only person in the last world martial arts who advanced by speed."

I saw that he didn't have much effort, and with a slight tiptoe on his toes, he shook off Zhenjiangnan's pursuit with all his might.

He smiled coldly and said very contemptuously: "How can my dignified Heavenly Gate No. 1 Flying Rocket lose on this small mountain road."

At this moment, he seemed to hear a gust of wind blowing in his ears, which was very unusual, "not an ordinary wind", and he easily made a judgment.

"Could it be that old thing in the south of the earthquake has caught up?" it is impossible", he wanted to look back, "Is it delusional", this gust of wind seems to be getting closer and closer.

Then, until it disappears.

No sound can be heard.

Immediately, he regained his pride just now, snorted and said, "I'll just say, as long as you are a little serious, I can make you disappear from behind me at any time."

At this moment, a sharp air flow swept by, and he didn't seem to come back to his senses, only to see a figure carrying a large dung bucket in his hand, with gauze wrapped around his head, dirty and emitting a foul smell from time to time, passing by his side.

"How could it be so fast!", shocked, disbelieving.

……

"Ghosts, ghosts?", he didn't even see clearly.

He wanted to chase with all his strength, but when he raised his head, he couldn't see the shadow of this person.

"This ......", he stopped, his scalp tingling, "what's going on, hallucinations?"

After a while, Zhen Jiangnan also rushed over and stopped behind him, his face also covered with a deep layer of fear.

"You saw it too?", Zhen Jiangnan gasped sharply, his eyes still looking into the distance.

Han Fei gasped for a moment, raised his head, and let out a "hmm" sound, his chest was still pounding until this moment.

"It's horrible".

Zhen Jiangnan pondered: "What kind of person will it be?"

Han Fei shook his head and said, "I didn't see it clearly, I only saw two wooden barrels."

Zhen Jiangnan was sweating, but he felt as cold as if he was frozen in ice, "It's too fast, if he comes to participate in the World Martial Arts, then there is really nothing to do with the two of us."

Han Fei slammed his fist on a big tree, the fallen leaves swayed, and he was very unwilling: "It's too much, and he doesn't slow down when he turns."

Zhen Jiangnan sighed: "Yes, it's amazing, the key is that he still has two wooden barrels in his hands."

Han Fei gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, I have to find him out, and once again, I don't believe that the first in Tianmen will lose in this small mountain road."

Zhen Jiangnan said with a depressed face: "Alas, it seems that I should retire, there is no place for me to fight for power in the south of the Yangtze River in this world."

(End of chapter)