Ninefold Dragon Sky, Western Regions!

It was an extremely inhospitable area, and many times there were no people in a radius of miles, and even some lone thieves never took an interest in it, because there was no oil or water in this place.

In the middle of this desolate area, there is a small village, and a small river runs along the village, which adds a bit of life to this remote village.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old stood by the river and threw stones into the river boringly, making the sound of stone chips floating across the river from time to time.

This young man looks quite ugly, his ears are blowing, his nose is collapsed, his lips are huge, and his forehead is protruding like a longevity peach.

"Alas...... My cousin secretly gave me this exercise, I have been practicing for three whole months, but there is still no improvement, it seems that my Wang Zilang really has no chance to practice!"

After the ugly boy threw out a stone again, he withdrew his palm, as if he had run some kind of exercise, but after not seeing the slightest pulse from his palm, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

This young man's name is Wang Zilang, in fact, his background is quite noble, he is not a native of this village called Wuhuang Village, he is the third young master of the Wang family of Yulong City, which is about hundreds of miles away.

It's a pity that Wang Zilang has been judged to be a congenital absolute pulse since the day he was born, and it is a special kind of innate absolute pulse, and it is impossible to cultivate the slightest pulse qi at all.

Among these families of the Nine Folds Dragon Sky, it doesn't matter if you look ugly, as long as you have a strong cultivation talent, who would dare to say anything about your appearance?

But when a dignified third young master of the Wang family could not cultivate pulse qi and looked so ugly, the situation was completely different.

Just like the spirit pill of the Zhao family in the Qianlong Continent, because he would turn into a meat ball from time to time, he was regarded as a monster by the relatives of the Zhao family, and in the end, even his own biological father and biological brother had to put him to death.

This Wang Zilang's situation is better than that of Ling Pill, when he still didn't cultivate the pulse qi when he was an adult, he was directly sent to these five desolate villages, and the third young master of the dignified Wang family was reduced to this.

In fact, because the current Wang family of Fish and Dragon City is not in the sole vein of Wang Zilang, there are both internal and external troubles, who cares about such a waste who can't cultivate?

This is undoubtedly a relief for Wang Zilang, the so-called out of sight is pure, the farther away from those snobbish Wang family, maybe there will be no more humiliation, right?

However, Wang Zilang has never given up hope, and has been constantly changing the exercises over the years to see if there is any kind of exercise that can make his innate pulse miraculously cultivate.

However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, during the period of being sent to the Five Desolations, Wang Zilang changed several exercises, but he was still only disappointed.

Three months ago, a cousin in the second room of the Wang family sent Wang Zilang a technique that was quite suitable for beginners to practice, which made him excited for several days.

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

Even if Wang Zilang knew that such a disease as congenital terminal pulse could already be called a terminal illness in the mainland, but the disappointment again still made him quite melancholy, and he didn't even want to go back to the village.

"Huh?

Just when Wang Zilang was extremely depressed, his eyes suddenly turned, and he muttered in his mouth, and then in the river as far as he could see, a figure like a floating corpse appeared.

Goo!

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

"Are you still alive?"

Although Wang Zilang did not have pulse qi cultivation, his eyes were still excellent, and he also knew that if it was really a dead corpse, it would definitely be impossible to breathe anymore, and it would be impossible to create blisters.

Even if the blister may have been coincidental, spit out by a big fish at the bottom of the river, Wang Zilang was kind-hearted and decided to fish up the corpse first to take a look.

The prince looked around, ran to a short distance and dragged a long pole, and then wasted all his strength, panting and pulling the corpse to the shore.

When Wang Zilang dragged a wet body to the shore, he was already too tired to breathe, after all, he was just a teenager, and he had no pulse support, so it took a lot of effort.

"Unexpectedly...... It's really not dead!"

After a few breaths, Wang Zilang finally put his hand on the man's nose, and pressed it on his neck when he didn't feel his breath.

And when Wang Zilang sensed the fluttering, he jumped up as if he was frightened, and secretly said that this guy is really blessed, I don't know how long he floated in the water, and he didn't drown, it's a miracle.

"You don't look a few years older than me, and you seem to be a miserable person!"

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

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

However, although he spit out the turbid water in his chest and abdomen, the young man in rough clothes still did not wake up, presumably because he had been in a coma for too long and needed a period of time to recuperate.

"Wang Zilang, are you kid lazy again?

Just when Wang Zilang was staring at the rough-clothed young man a little entangled, a familiar voice suddenly came from the direction of the village entrance, making him look in the direction where the voice came from.

At this glance, I saw an extremely stout figure walking quickly, looking about twenty years old, with a horizontal face that didn't look like a good person.

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

Seeing the stout figure coming quickly, Wang Zilang naturally didn't say that he was in a melancholy mood, and he was stunned by the river for a while, so he could only blame the reason on the guy who was fished up from the river.

Syllable!

How do you know that Wang Zilang just said a word, and he was slapped with a whip on his face, it turned out that it was the strong Tiger Song who waved his right hand lightly, and the long whip in his hand was like a spiritual snake on Wang Zilang's face, and a blood mark climbed up when he climbed.

This sturdy man called Brother Tiger is named Zeng Lianhu, and his father is the village chief of these five desolate villages, it is worth mentioning that although these five desolate villages are extremely remote, but the father and son of this village chief are two genuine cultivators.

Wuhuang Village belongs to Yulong City, which is hundreds of miles away, and the village chief Zeng Changshou was originally a domestic slave of the Wang family, because he had some ability, so he was sent to take charge of this Wuhuang Village.

When they were in the Wang family, the Zeng father and son didn't dare to do anything to Wang Zilang, the third young master of the Wang family, but when Wang Zilang became an adult, he didn't have the slightest vein, and after being sent to Wuhuang Village by the family, they were a little unscrupulous.

A waste young master who has been abandoned by the family, I am afraid that it is worse than some branch clansmen, and even some domestic slaves with status, this continent, after all, is respected by strength.

Especially here is still a nine-fold dragon, a waste person who has not cultivated, it is good to be born in an ordinary family, but it is a shame to be born in a family with a head and a face like the Wang family.

Therefore, Zeng's father and son all believe that Wang Zilang, who is suffering from congenital desperation, will never have a chance to turn over again in this life, from a former domestic slave to a superior who can bully the third young master of the Wang family at will, and this Zeng father and son have always been happy with this.

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

Seeing that the third young master of the Wang family, who was lazy from time to time, dared to find a reason, Zeng Lianhu was immediately unhappy, and after whipping Wang Zilang, he still felt a little unsatisfied, and sneered.

Although this Zeng Lianhu only has the cultivation of the Spirit Vein Realm, it is far from being able to compete with Wang Zilang, who has no cultivation, and this is not the first time that such a situation has occurred, so he can only say nothing, but his body does not have too many movements.

"Brother Tiger, the so-called saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, 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 young man lying on the ground, and the words that came out of his mouth finally made Zeng Lianhu turn his eyes to the young man.

"This half-dead guy, why are you saving him?"

Zeng Lianhu was cold-hearted, and subconsciously wanted to do the opposite with Wang Zilang, but as soon as he said coldly, his eyes lit up, and he turned his gaze to the waist of the rough-clothed young man.

There, there is a rather gorgeous waist around the young man's waist, after seeing this waist, Zeng Lianhu immediately changed his mind, and secretly said that this time, he may make a lot of money.

"Do you still want to eat, why don't you go and fetch water?"

Zeng Lianhu forcibly suppressed the greed in his heart, then turned his head with a cold face, pointed to the bucket over there, and the words that came out of his mouth made Wang Zilang a little embarrassed.

"Then ...... him"

Wang Zilang was pure-hearted, and he did have the idea of saving people to the end, and at this moment he couldn't help but think that even if he didn't eat at night, he had to settle the young man first.

"This guy is handed over to me, you can rest assured, promise to save him!"

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