C1 This is fate

"AHH!"

The shocking cries from the wild lake seemed to have awakened something, causing the originally silent mountain to stir for a long time.

"AHH!" "Why, why?"

The young man was dressed in black. He had light yellow skin, short black hair that fluttered in the wind, and eyes that were as dark as ebony. It was obvious that he had experienced quite a bit of vicissitudes of life.

Her petite body stood straight, filled with unwillingness.

Standing beside this lake, the complaints in his mouth never stopped.

"Why? Why did you send him to this damned place, and why did you bring such a big hat!"

The young man's name was Yang Fan, the young master of the Yang family in Heavenly Marks City.

As the chosen city lord of the previous generations of Heavenly Marks City, Yang Fan could have lived a life without worries.

However, there was one title which broke that law.

"Trash!"

The natural trash of the Yang family.

Half a month ago, Yang Fan, who was originally an ordinary high school student, unexpectedly came to this continent.

After half a month of understanding.

The rules of this continent gradually began to become clear.

There were no dazzling technology, no colorful magic, only the main battle spirit.

Only dou qi could bring respect to people on this continent.

Yang Fan had originally thought that he could get rid of the reputation of being a piece of trash in the 21st century through his own efforts.

But he was wrong.

Dou Zhe, Dou Shi, Da Dou Shi, Dou Ling, Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, Dou Zun, Dou Sheng, Dou Di.

These were all the things Yang Fan admired.

The current him was not only a trash, but also a natural born trash. In the entire Heavenly Marks City, there was no one who did not know him.

The combination of two lifetimes' worth of memories made Yang Fan experience twice the humiliation, trampling, and lack of dignity.

"Why, why did you do this to me?"

How many of them said it represented how much unwillingness they felt.

Other people were all princes and princesses, the Nine Five Supremes were created by the heavens.

But himself.

Trash transcending to become trash.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Yang Fan's face kept twitching, and unexpectedly, he was laughing at himself.

A moment later.

Clenching his fists, clenching his teeth, he looked up at the sky and exerted all his strength.

"What exactly do you want me to do? If you want me to die, then chop me to death with lightning! "

After shouting it all out, Yang Fan also knelt down powerlessly.

The voice echoed in the forest for a long time before dispersing.

This roar surpassed normal people, but it was useless, could it be that they need to shout when they fight in the future?

"Gu gu _"

An unsatisfactory sound came from his stomach.

Yang Fan rubbed his belly, from morning till now, he had not even taken a sip of water.

His body instinctively began to search for food. In the forest, wild fruits and vegetables were easy to find.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he had harvested dozens of wild fruits. Although the colors were different, they were still edible.

Yang Fan sat by the lake, throwing the fruits into his mouth.

As they ate, they thought about what to do next.

"Since you can't cultivate Dou Qi, then find some business!"

[Lifetime?] Yang Fan didn't have that intention. Life is so short, there are so many things that he has yet to do.

The important thing was that he had not kissed the girl on the mouth before, this was the problem that Yang Fan was currently thinking about.

Thinking of girls, Yang Fan's fists clenched from time to time.

His own father, also known as the City Lord of Heavenly Marks City, had forcefully arranged a marriage for him.

However, Yang Fan's older brother, Yang Xia, had the strength of a Dou Huang and was also the next City Lord.

He had forcefully taken over his wife, who was not yet through the door.

This matter was known to the entire city, so his father could only helplessly hold the wedding ceremony for both of them.

Thinking about this, Yang Fan forcefully held back his anger, this was all caused by his own weakness. If he had the strength, how could he watch his own wife being snatched away?

He rubbed his stomach. He was almost full. Then, he threw the last fruit into his mouth.

However, Yang Fan did not notice that the color of the fruit was not only bright, but also had white spots on it.

"Why does it taste different?" Yang Fan was still suspicious as he chewed, but he still swallowed the fruit.

After all, if he didn't swallow what was in his mouth, then he wouldn't be Yang Fan.