Chapter 1: Attached weight

"Ouch!" In the corner of the ruined stables, a young man dressed in coarse linen groaned unconsciously!
Zhao Yiming felt hot pain all over his body. A pair of eyelids seemed to weigh a lot, and I couldn't open it no matter how hard I tried.
He gritted his teeth, tried his best and finally slowly opened a gap in his eyes. What caught his eyes were piles of dilapidated grass, exuding a disgusting smell of decay.
His eyes were black and the whole person fainted again, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, this time there was a little bit of energy in his eyes.
Zhao Yiming stared at the scene innocently. I couldn't help but secretly said: "Damn, what the is going on? How come I just watched a small movie and became like this?"
Zhao Yiming fell into memories, he was originally a poor on earth. A standard youth with no money, no house, no background.
The result of this is naturally that there is no girlfriend, and all needs need to be solved by five girls! I have been playing games for a long time this day, and I am planning to watch a small movie to refresh my mind.
Unexpectedly, the stray cat in the family who depended on him for life, did not know where it was mixed in mud and water, and jumped on the table as a slap.
Zhao Yiming hurriedly tried to wipe the computer screen, but he did not expect a flash of electricity. Then he stopped awake, his last thought was who can tell me how the screen leaks!
When Zhao Yiming woke up again, the whole person was already here. He is quite depressed now, it is like a goddess who has been chasing for many years, finally agreeing to do intimate things with himself. When everything was ready, he told him that his aunt was coming.
He looked at the coarse linen on his body again, feeling the pain on his body! He can finally be sure now that he is really wearing it this time.
Zhao Yiming originally thought he was sad enough, but when he read the memory in his mind, he suddenly found that the body he was wearing was even more sad.
The identity of this body is the youngest son of the Patriarch of the Zhao family in Rongcheng, but unfortunately his mother is just a humble maid, and he is completely the product of his father's drunken sex.
What is even more sad is that he is actually a white bone in a million, unable to cultivate at all.
Shenwu Continent is a world respected by martial arts, and the whole world follows the law of the jungle! Eating the weak and the strong is the main theme of this world, and only force can control one's own destiny!
The roots determine how high a person’s achievement is. The roots of this world are divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, and he is the white roots that do not enter the stream. This kind of waste roots is said to be thousands of Only two cases occurred during the year. In other words, he is a standard waste.
He has no status, and he can live to such a big age, which is really an eye-opener.
Speaking of his father, Zhao Hu, the head of the Zhao family, it is quite interesting. The two of them were barely able to live, although they did not live well.
However, this situation changed drastically a month ago, and his mother unfortunately passed away due to overwork. He left such a lonely baby and became a target for everyone in the family to practice exercises.
Yesterday, he failed to make way for Zhao Xingyu in time, and was kicked directly by him in the triple realm of bodybuilding. Then he was thrown into the stable, letting him fend for himself.
In the end, he still failed to escape the disaster, and was born with a body weight by Zhao Yiming. Zhao Yiming shook his head, looking at the scars on his body, with a wry smile on his face.
As a in the new century, he fantasized more than once that he would cross! Reborn in the home of the rich, to be a free and easy dude. But I never thought that I was so sad after crossing!
He was secretly sighing here, and heard a staggering footsteps coming. An old man in ragged clothes walked in with a bow.
Zhao Yiming's mind quickly came up with the old man's information. The old man's name was Tang Yanjun, a gardener, and one of the few people in this mansion who was kind to their wife.
When Tang Yanjun saw that Zhao Yiming was not dead, tears filled his eyes. He kept muttering: "This is really thank God for blessing, this poor baby has finally survived."
Zhao Yiming reluctantly moved his body, feeling fiery pain everywhere. Every movement is painful like a knife cut.
Tang Yanjun hurriedly said: "The child should lie down and stay still. He is hungry if he hasn't eaten anything all day and night. I also have a Wowotou here. You can eat quickly!"
Zhao Yiming struggled to reach out to take the Wowotou, and he felt nauseous as soon as he took a bite. This wowotou was so bad that he couldn't eat it at all.
But thinking of the current situation, Zhao Yiming still endured the resistance of his stomach. Gritting his teeth and eating Wowotou, he finally felt a little bit of strength.
At this time, there was another sound of footsteps, and several people broke in. The head was a guy with a horrible face. This guy yelled as he walked: "Look at the trash if it's dead. If it's dead, drag me to the back mountain to feed the dog!"
This guy is Wu Zhengbo, the director of the Zhao family. He relied on his eldest brother Wu Zhengxiong to be the head of the Zhao family's guard. He has always been domineering, and everyone privately called him silly bo.
"Hey, you trash didn't die!" Shabo was obviously taken aback, but he immediately kicked Tang Yanjun somersault and cursed: "I knew it was you old clapper who did a good thing, no What are you doing here to repair flowers?"
Tang Yanjun didn't dare to say anything, and tremblingly got up from the ground. With his head down, he ran away, leaving only Zhao Yiwu panting.
The servant beside him asked cautiously: "Then what should we do now? Manager!"
Shabo snorted from his nose and kicked Zhao Yiming. He cursed and said: "If you are not dead, don't get up for me, please go out to work!"
Zhao Yiming was already injured all over, and this foot can be described as worse. The pain made him tremble all over, but he didn't dare to resist at all. He was just a useless person, but Shabo had the cultivation base of the double realm of forging.
Zhao Yiming got up tremblingly, and just struggling to walk two steps forward, Shaobo kicked him again and kicked him to grab shit.