The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Although Long Aotian knew that the other party must have had an ulterior motive in capturing him, he still felt very angry when he heard Sang Feiwan say that he was going to be used as a scapegoat.

"Why? His grandson's fate is fate, but mine is not? Are our fates and birth dates 70% similar? But he is a rich second-generation, and what am I? I am just a poor bastard!"

"My parents died when I was young, and I couldn't even find a wife, so I was blinded by their romantic trap. How is my fate similar to theirs?"

Sang Feiwan said: "Although the deceased was a second-generation rich man, his fate was not good. He had few relatives and his parents died when he was young. This is very similar to you. But the difference is that one of you was a second-generation rich man who had no shortage of food and clothing since childhood, while the other grew up in hardship and although life was difficult, he still tried hard to survive."

"So your endings will be different. His life was muddled and aimless, and in the end he smoked himself to death. And you, on the other hand, are still alive and well."

After hearing this, Long Aotian didn't know what to say.

It turns out that the similarities between these two destinies are only in the bad parts, while the good parts are not similar?

"No matter what, you can't use me as a scapegoat. This is simply too immoral. No, this is a crime!"

As he was speaking, his phone screen suddenly went black.

The little remaining light on the screen disappeared completely, leaving only endless darkness.

“Anchor, anchor!”

Unfortunately, Sang Feiwan could no longer respond to him.

Long Aotian suddenly became extremely panicked and wanted to shout for help, but he was afraid that the sound he made would alert the people outside.

"What should I do? Why is this crappy phone suddenly out of battery at this time?"

"Will the anchor help me call the police? He should call the police, right? There are so many people watching in the live broadcast room, they won't just stand by and watch me die, right?"

"But where am I now? How can anyone help me call the police if I don't even know where I am?"

"Will I die? Help, wuwu... Help..."

At the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room also found that Long Aotian was offline and became very anxious:

[Anchor, I have called the police, but I don’t have the address! ]

[Wanwan, you can figure out the address, right? You can even find missing persons, so when you see Long Aotian's face, you can definitely figure out where he is, right? ]

[Oh my, I'm so anxious, so anxious! Why did you get disconnected at this time? Long Aotian, can you be more reliable? ]

[Everyone, don't worry. Didn't you notice that Wanwan was very calm? Did she already have a solution? ]

Sang Feiwan took a sip of water and then slowly comforted everyone: "Don't worry, the reinforcements are on the way."

"Okay, now let's start drawing the second netizen for tonight."

At this moment, Zhang Xuexue was flying unsteadily on her sword.

After she broke through her realm, she spent a lot of money to forge a long sword, and then placed the sword in the Tianchi of Shoulong Mountain for several months. Now the sword is very spiritual and can be as big or small as she wants.

The only drawback was that she had just learned the art of wielding a sword, and during those few months in the mountains the sword had been soaked in water, so she had not had much time to practice, so it was inevitable that she was a little rusty.

At this moment, the sword under her feet was flying, but it was shaking and very unstable.

At first she was terrified and didn't dare fly too high for fear of accidentally hitting a plane.

After flying for a while, his control and balance gradually became more proficient, and the sword under his feet began to stabilize.

"Wanwan is right. I need more practice to master the art of sword-flying!" She said happily, and with a whoosh she increased her flying altitude, shuttling back and forth among the clouds.

Suddenly, the joy turned into sorrow. An eagle rushed from the front and headed straight towards Zhang Xuexue.

Zhang Xuexue dodged and the sword under her feet immediately lost balance. "Ah ...

On a small mountain in the distance, a couple saw a bright light falling from afar and immediately exclaimed:

"Wow, there's a shooting star."

"What a beautiful shooting star, it's golden and red. Make a wish now!"

The golden-red meteor fell rapidly, and with a plop, it landed right into the river.

Zhang Xuexue instantly turned back into a mermaid, and said in shock: "Luckily I fell into the water, otherwise I would have been smashed to death."

She quietly poked her head out and carefully looked around.

Fortunately, this area is remote and there is no one by the river.

Zhang Xuexue quickly went ashore and changed into a human body. She also performed a small magic to dry the water off her body.

"Luckily, my phone is still usable!" Zhang Xuexue took out her phone and checked the location. She immediately smiled. "What a coincidence, we have just arrived at the target city. If I hadn't fallen, I would have almost flown over the city. I should have turned on the navigation system."

In Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room, fans online are telling his story:

"Host, I want to find someone named Zhang Xi. He was my classmate in college and we had a very good relationship. After graduation, we even shared a house to save money. One day, he suddenly told me that he actually had a wealthy father, but they were separated when he was young. Now that his father has found him, he is going to change from a poor bastard to a tall, rich and handsome man."

"That day he patted me on the shoulder and said, 'Xiaoju, don't worry. No matter what I become, I will never forget you as my good brother. After I recognize my relatives and inherit the family business, I will definitely come to find you. By then, I will arrange the most promising job for you in my father's company! We two brothers will prosper together!'"

"But I haven't heard from him in the past six months. At first I thought it was reasonable that he had forgotten me since he became a rich man and moved into high society."

"I am still busy at work every day, working hard to make a living. After all, I don't have a rich father, so I can only rely on myself to work hard."

"A month ago, I suddenly dreamed of him. He was covered in blood, standing in the dim light and said to me: 'Little Colt, I'm in so much pain! Please come and save me, I'm really in so much pain! Little Colt, Little Colt...' At the end of his words, his voice suddenly became sharp, and I woke up from my dream in an instant."

"I've had this dream several times. I dream about him almost every other day. Every time I wake up, my scalp tingles and I feel indescribable fear."