Song Wentao felt as if his whole family had died. The wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together. He seemed to be in great pain. Even his breathing stopped for a long time. But he still patted his heart with his hand, forced himself to calm down, and then reluctantly Squeezing out a smile: "She went out to work... Ban Yue, come to my house first."
"OK."
Li Jiayu followed Song Wentao without seeing his expression, otherwise Li Jiayu should have noticed it long ago. Unfortunately, she had traveled eighty kilometers and knocked down so many inheritors on the way, so she was already a little tired. , she still wanted to find a place to rest.
Pedestrians passed by in a hurry on the street, and they all noticed Li Jiayu, who was wearing a magic robe and a hood covering half of his face. However, this was no longer surprising. After all, Yangcheng was once the fashion capital of the southern part of the Celestial Empire. When there are more people, especially after the advent of the age of supernatural magic, strange costumes become more common. Magic robes, armor, Taoist robes, tights, everything. There are even some berserkers who don't wear any clothes at all, just like the Terminator. Muscles and spears…
Along the way, Li Jiayu noticed something very strange, that is, the pedestrians on the road looked at Song Wentao strangely, as if they were gloating about his misfortune, or waiting for him to make a fool of himself, as if they were looking at a super guy who had worn more than a dozen cuckolds. "Hulk"
"Hey, Lao Song, why are you still here? Your beautiful wife..." A pedestrian laughed.
"Cough... cough... stop talking." Song Wentao coughed quickly to stop the pedestrian from talking.
"Haha, Lao Song, you are such a coward. How come you keep going back as you live? A few decades ago, you were a rich man. Then your business plummeted and you became a wholesaler. Now you even ran away with your wife. Tsk, tsk, change If I were you... I would have killed you if I hit you with a piece of tofu!"
"Old Wang!" Song Wentao stamped his cane. He stared at the pedestrian with a face filled with resentment.
"Haha, I'm just telling the truth... Lao Song, just take care of yourself, don't get too angry, or you may end up in the coffin early!"
Pedestrians smiled arrogantly. He was Song Wentao's former business rival. They fought with Song Wentao during peacetime. Now the apocalypse is coming. Naturally, he wanted to take the opportunity to add insult to injury and ridicule the old Song Wentao.
However, this is actually very miserable. Businessmen in peaceful times were very wealthy, but now... they are nothing, just a group of beggars, waiting for the army to distribute relief food, otherwise they will starve to death.
"You...you...there is no need for you to interfere with Wanru's affairs!"
"Of course I don't care. But I just like to watch you cuckold, hahahaha, who asked you to marry such a beautiful wife. You are destined to be unhappy..."
That pedestrian was really a villain, with a sarcastic face, and was dedicated to exposing Song Wentao's scars, which made Li Jiayu feel unhappy. She walked up from behind Song Wentao, kicked the pedestrian over with one kick, stepped on his head, and viciously He groaned: "Try saying it again! Be careful, your lips will be stuffed into your throat by me!"
The pedestrian was immediately frightened and had to quickly beg for mercy. He was crying and asking Li Jiayu to let him go. He had always thought that Song Wentao was at the end of his rope. How could he have expected that Song Wentao would associate with such a violent magician
Song Wentao sighed and said with some dejection: "Forget it... Ban Yue, let's go. Leave that person alone."
"Um."
Li Jiayu followed Song Wentao out of this street and walked to Song Wentao's residence. Along the way, Li Jiayu wanted to ask her aunt Yan Wanru if something had happened, but Song Wentao smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Tsk, that’s what this old man is like. He hid all his grievances in his stomach and was unwilling to talk to anyone. Besides, Song Wentao also thought that Li Jiayu was a bad magician, so he didn't place his hopes on her.
Song Wentao's home is located in a courtyard not far away. Although the courtyard is a bit simple, it is well decorated and contains many plants. The air is very refreshing. Usually only inheritors are qualified for a residence like this. Having it, it’s really incredible that ordinary people like Song Wentao can live here.
"crunch"
Song Wentao pushed open the iron door and introduced Li Jiayu into the living room. Then he sat on the sofa, wiped his face with his hands laboriously and tiredly, and forced a smile and said: "Girl Banyue, aren't you in Xijiang City? Why did you show up? In Yangcheng? Hmm... How is your sister-in-law? Is Zisu okay? "
"Well, sister-in-law, she has gone to Yongcheng. She is very safe, and she has been promoted to an ice and water magician..." Li Jiayu sat on the sofa, grabbed the teapot, poured some water on two cups, and drank it himself He took a sip to moisten his throat and handed another cup to Song Wentao.
"That's good, that's good... As long as Zisu is safe, it's better than anything else. Zisu and her daughter are indeed the best among people. They are both people blessed by God. They can actually become the unattainable inheritors... Hey, where? A mediocre person like me cannot be more ordinary..."
The wrinkles on Song Wentao's face relaxed, obviously he was extremely happy to learn about Yan Zisu's situation.
"Well, my sister-in-law, Lan Zhi Huixin, is a very smart and strange woman. She has two inheritances, one is the water shadow, the other is the mermaid..."
Li Jiayu nodded and was about to ask Song Wentao what inheritance Yan Zisu's mother had received, but Song Wentao had already asked first: "Ban Yue, is your cousin okay?"
After all, Li Jiamin is his son-in-law, so he naturally has to care about it. Song Wentao is very satisfied with Li Jiayu and has always been proud of him. After all, Li Jiayu graduated from a prestigious school, is handsome, polite, and works in an online game company. The head of the room has a bright future. Song Wentao used to urge Yan Zisu to let him have his grandson.
"Cousin... uh..." Li Jiayu's tone was strange. He couldn't say how sad or happy he was. He just said vaguely: "It's because of my limited abilities that my cousin was killed..."
Hearing the bad news about his son-in-law, Song Wentao was stunned. A trace of loneliness and sadness flashed through his cloudy eyes, but he quickly shook his head with a wry smile and said: "This is fate... It's fate. You don't need to blame yourself. Under the frenzy of doomsday, no one can resist fate. The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch and will never let you live until the fifth watch..." Song Wentao seemed to be too old, acting like a superstitious old man.
"Uncle Song, can you tell me about auntie's situation?" Li Jiayu took a sip of tea and said slowly: "She must be in some trouble, right? That passerby just now said you were a cuckold... Could it be that auntie doesn't want to follow Are you together? Auntie, she's not like this, is she? "
Song Wentao's face froze, he waved his hands quickly, shook his head sadly and said: "Girl Ban Yue, don't worry about this...it's not something you can control."
"Uncle Song, if you have any unspeakable secrets, just tell me... In a place like Yangcheng, there are no more than five people who can do anything to defeat me."
Li Jiayu's voice came out faintly. She put down her teacup and stood up. She walked up to Song Wentao and gently stretched out her hand and pressed it on Song Wentao's chest.
"Ban Yue, why did you..."
Song Wentao didn't understand what Li Jiayu wanted to do. Just when he was about to ask, he saw Li Jiayu's smooth and greasy palms blooming with warm white light. Suddenly, he felt an extremely comfortable heat flow wrapped around his heart, and then the heat flow spread to his limbs. His body was filled with vitality, and every pore opened with relief, and his whole body was as refreshed as a spring breeze.
"Huh..."
In less than ten seconds, Song Wentao exhaled a turbid breath from his nostrils. He slowly opened his eyes and felt that his body was light and airy. He no longer had the old man's feeling of weakness and powerlessness. He reached out and touched himself. When I opened my face, I was shocked to find that all the wrinkles on my face had disappeared!
"Well, this... am I dreaming? Am I actually getting younger?"
Song Wentao looked at his hands, then suddenly pulled open his collar, looked at his chest, and was pleasantly surprised to find that all the age spots on his chest had disappeared!
Then, Song Wentao stood up suddenly, rushed into the room and picked up the mirror. He suddenly found that he was young again, from an old man in his sixties to a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a rosy face and an angry look. The blood is so strong that even the hair turns back to black!
Song Wentao was surprised and rushed out of the room again. He was about to thank Li Jiayu, but he was already stunned.
Because Li Jiayu had already taken off the hood of the magic robe, revealing her suffocatingly beautiful goddess cheeks. For a moment, Nuo Da's living room seemed to be illuminated by light, and Song Wentao was even more fascinated by the sight. Hair straightening.
"Uncle Song, I forgot to tell you... My strength is no less than that of the deputy city lord of Yangcheng... I can use force to solve any trouble. If Aunt Wanru is really in any danger, you can tell me, I Will use violence to crush everything!"
Li Jiayu's business was still very light and gentle, like fluffy feathers tickling his ears. Song Wentao stayed for a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses. He was stunned, pointed at Li Jiayu with his finger, and said in a trembling voice: "You ... Are you really Ban Yue? Impossible. I only met Ban Yue two or three years ago. She obviously doesn't look like this... "
"Uncle Song, I will explain this later. Now I just want to know about Aunt Wanru's situation... As you know, my sister-in-law is very worried about your safety in Yongcheng. I also want to take you two to Yongcheng. , living with my sister-in-law."
"Well..." Song Wentao pondered for a moment, but his eyes were still fixed on Li Jiayu's face. He seemed a little unconvinced that she was Li Banyue, but considering that Li Jiayu probably had good power, Song Wentao opened his mouth. She said solemnly: "Wanru was captured by the damn cult!"