Shuttle of the city

After leaving something for Li Wenbao, Ye Zichuan left.

Came to Fengteng Group quietly, and he found Li Wenjing.

He also gave the greatest benefits to this loyal bodyguard who guarded Lin Yuyao.

Unlike Li Wenbao, Li Wenjing chose the first and safest way to become stronger.

Ye Zichuan didn't have to be troubled by strong people, and threw her a practice technique and a few elixir, enough for her to grow into the realm of a false god.

"Who else can be trusted?"

After leaving Fengteng Group, Ye Zichuan began to think about this issue.

Soon, someone came up in his mind.

Song Yuqian?

This childlike little loli, not seen for so long, should be approaching the realm of true gods.

Her mental power is very strong, that is, the power of the soul is very strong.

It is not prominent in the early stage, but in the later stage, when the godhead merges with the soul, the benefits of the powerful soul can be seen.

The stronger the soul, the easier it is to merge with the godhead and break through to the realm of the soul.

In one thought, the space opened up, and he covered most of Jianghai City.

No trace of Song Yuqian was found, but her sister Song Yuxuan was seen in the heaven and earth.

She looks no different from before. She is still beautiful, still single, traveling among the upper class, and running her own huge network of relationships.

This woman was about the same age as Lin Yuyao, she was over thirty.

I don't know why, I haven't married for so long.

Is it a stickler for the senior single dog profession?

Just when he was about to withdraw his gaze, he suddenly seemed to have noticed something, his mouth opened, his expression dumbfounded.

Song Yuxuan, who is in the world on earth, turned out a photo from her phone.

And it turned out to be an encrypted private photo.

There are three people in the photo, one is Lin Yuyao, one is her, and the other is almost exactly the same as Ye Zichuan.

All three of them seem to be around twenty years old, and they are full of vigor and youth.

The female is beautiful, the male is handsome and sunny, the pixels are not very good, and it looks like an older photo.

Song Yuxuan looked at the person in the photo, her eyes blurred.

Ye Zichuan, who had observed this scene in secret, suddenly felt a sense of guilt, as if he had peeped into some incredible secret.

Yang Qingyu's charm is so great, so that the two most beautiful flowers in Jianghai City are attracted at the same time, and they are still two good sisters.

Could it be that this is why Song Yuxuan has never been married?

Ye Zichuan would naturally not think of himself narcissistically. In fact, he has been avoiding thinking of Yang Qingyu.

Otherwise, he always feels that he is his replacement, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, he no longer paid attention to Song Yuxuan, but turned his gaze to the other side.

The sight spied on the other side made him a little dumbfounded.

Su Xiaolin, this little girl, actually hit someone, but it was a boy.

A boy who was beaten by a girl made him cry his father and his mother, and there was no sei.

But it also shows that Su Xiaolin is a sturdy girl. Under the influence of Fairy Su, there is a tendency to develop towards the big sister on campus...

"Fuck off! Let me see you bullying my sister again, and you will get the yolk out!" Su Xiaolin stuck her waist, her big eyes staring fiercely.

The boy who was beaten with a swollen nose and swollen face cried and cried.

Ye Zichuan, who appeared quietly next to him, turned black when he heard these words.

What did Fairy Sue teach this kid?

You Kangkang, what has become of a good child?

"Let's go sisters, make a string, today I have a treat!"

Su Xiaolin waved her small hand, so proud.

Immediately afterwards, she murmured: "Unfortunately, the handsome man is not there and I don't know where he is going, otherwise we can kill him."

"I really miss the time when I was a prostitute."

She looked up at the sky and sighed.

Ye Zichuan's face in the corner was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

He was prostituted?

"Who?" Su Xiaolin, who was about to leave, felt her ears hurt when she was about to leave: "Which one doesn't have eyes, do you want to die, dare to pull the ears of grandma?"

She yelled loudly, it was so social.

As soon as she looked up, when she saw Ye Zichuan, her face turned a hundred and eighty degrees and suddenly changed.

"Uncle!"

With a scream, she jumped up directly, holding Ye Zichuan's neck, her legs sandwiched between his waist, and hung on his body.

"Uncle! Is it really you?"

Su Xiaolin looked unbelievable.

She went to the drugstore and didn't know how many times she found it, but there was no trace of Ye Zichuan.

She also went to the small nest upstairs, but she did not see it either.

The phone cannot be reached, and the prestige is not answered.

She didn't know where Ye Zichuan had gone, but she didn't expect to appear next to her suddenly?

"It's really you, I'm not dreaming!"

It can be seen that Su Xiaolin is very happy, her big eyes are bent into crescents.

"You come down quickly, why are you still like this if you are all big girls?"

Su Xiaolin is already in the third grade, and her body is relatively well-developed. With her chest being pressed, Ye Zichuan is very uncomfortable and feels guilty.

Forcibly pulling her off, Ye Zichuan educates with a black face, "Who did you learn from? If you don't learn, you will learn bad. Look, you still beat people? Do you still want to be the big sister of the school? "

Su Xiaolin spit out her pink tongue and chuckled, "He is the one who bullied my sister first. I see injustice on the road. The heroes are righteous!"

Ye Zichuan's brain is full of black lines, kicking people's yolk, is this also a hero?

This is cutting off children and grandchildren!

"You will not be allowed to go to the bar in the future, and see what she has taught you."

"Sister Su is back?" Su Xiaolin's big eyes suddenly lit up.

"Go to the bar and discount your legs." Ye Zichuan threatened.

Su Xiaolin knew that he was just talking, and laughed: "Uncle, I'm hungry, please let me have hot pot."

Ye Zichuan: "..."

Yes, I was prostituted again.

With a few little girls, Yingying Yanyan, twittering, talking non-stop beside him, and laughing all the way to a hot pot restaurant.

Su Xiaolin was not at all polite, ordered a table of dishes, and waved her hand: "Let go of eating, my uncle treats you, sisters, don't be polite."

"Waiter, two more cases of Qingdao..."

"No, two more bottles of Sprite!"

Under Ye Zichuan's sharp gaze, Su Xiaolinguo broke her mouth.

Seeing them gorging themselves, Ye Zichuan's eyes were a little dazed.

It’s good to be young. Being an ordinary person is actually good sometimes.

Halfway through the hot pot, a beautiful figure rushed in.

"Su Xiaolin!"

Ye Zichuan was slightly taken aback when he saw the people coming in.

After the visitor saw him, he also looked surprised: "Is it you?"

"Huh? Mom, why are you here?" Su Xiaolin asked in surprise, who was half a beat.