I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

"Fuck you!"

"Did you see it!? Angel!"

"If it wasn't for little A who happened to be passing by today, I wouldn't believe it if you gouged my eyes! ... Fog Grass! Flying so fast!"

In the crowd, the anchor yelled at the camera, and spun quickly to catch up with the soaring figure, and the barrage in the live broadcast room frantically swiped past.

The death-seeking man who was hung in the air forgot to scream, and stared blankly at the holy light coming to him in an instant.

He trembled his lips, looking at the face of the "person" hidden in a hazy halo, the exposed upper body was more delicate and smooth than the most beautiful jade... an angel!He is an angel!

A mischievous smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch this miracle from the sky, the next second

"boom!"

The huge cracking sound suddenly exploded!The heavy steel railing, together with the human beings hanging on it, fell straight to the ground without a thread!

"what--!"

The miserable cry stretched across the sky.

At this moment, the man who was determined to jump off the building just now was filled with fear and regret.

Why can't you think about committing suicide!Such a high height... the brains can be smashed to pieces!Either he ran away with a woman, or his business failed. He should have known that there are angels in this world, what kind of death would he seek!If you become a monk and become a monk, you may be able to ascend to the Tao... no, it should be heaven...

He was thinking in a daze, seeing the ground getting closer, he closed his eyes in despair...

The force of the fall suddenly stopped, and immediately after, the world spun!

The man held his breath to the extreme and sucked in the air violently. He coughed, and the soft feathers brushed against his cheeks. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The warm and delicate feeling of his fingertips made him stunned.

"Saved, saved!"

Fanatical cheers suddenly erupted from below!

The man didn't have time to react, his feet had already stepped on the solid ground, he opened his eyes tremblingly with tears in his eyes, and only had time to capture the open balcony and the back of the wings stretched against the light, the next moment, that figure disappeared.

He and firefighters were placed safely on a projecting balcony of a room in the building.

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and other firefighters quickly approached to respond.

"This gentleman!" The firefighter who was rescued at the same time came back to his senses, grabbed him and asked eagerly, "Are you all right? Are you all right?"

"I...it's fine..." The man stared blankly at the feather on his fingertips, realizing that what happened just now was not a dream.

He shivered violently, as if waking up from a dream: "It's true... I, I was saved! I was saved by an angel!"

Facing the horrified eyes of the firefighters, he suddenly fell to the ground: "...Thank God for the oracle, I know! My insignificant life shouldn't end like this. I'm still useful. I will definitely help more people in the future." There are many people who devote themselves to teaching..."

Firemen:"……"

crazy?

Ye Yao, who was flying far away, didn't bother to care about whether a man who was full and wanted to die became a devout believer from then on.

He found the right place and landed in a secluded alley. The building blocked his last trace. The time limit for the wings had expired, and they slowly became transparent, and finally turned into light spots and dissipated in the air.

Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly picked up the T-shirt that was put aside and put it on.

Such a shameful play must never happen a second time!

He made a firm oath, and mourned for the crowd by the way. He didn't know how some people above would use "approaching science" to explain this incident.

This has nothing to do with him.

Master Ye ruthlessly disregarded the relationship, and said to himself: "It's best that Ye Huaquan is getting impatient, call me now and tell me not to go... hiccup!"

The voice paused in his mouth.

The unknown hero Master Ye looked at the black commercial vehicle parked at the entrance of the alley, his expression blank for a moment.

Was... seen! ?

No, he didn't seem to see anyone nearby when he landed just now, so he just arrived?How much do you see?Was it when he flew down with wings, or did he just see a strange man with a topless body talking to himself?

Ye Yao's heart was pounding, and he subconsciously walked over there.

At the same time, Bu Zhong, who was sitting in the car, frowned slightly, looking at the approaching figure.

Their car was originally going to take the main road, but was blocked by the swarming crowd, the driver had no choice but to take a detour from the back alley, but when Bu Zhong turned his head inadvertently, he saw the...

illusion?

"Yesterday I really met an anchor who was selling miraculous medicine, Brother Zhong!" Someone on the screen who was on hold was still pouring out bitterness, "I originally wanted to buy it for your research, but guess what! In the short time I was answering your call, that little anchor actually sold the medicine! How can you say that the person who cut off my beard is so wicked? I don’t understand who comes first and then arrives, what the hell..."

"Bucheng." Bu Zhong stared at the figure, and interrupted him lightly, "Your mother called me."

The other end choked, and suddenly became nervous: "What, what?!"

"I heard that the starlet you like made a fuss in front of your mother." Bu Zhong said a word and pressed his dead point, "The snake spirit made a face, and the old lady was almost sent to the hospital."

On the other end of the phone, I hesitated: "That... brother, I was wrong! Please don't tell my mom where I am, I beg you!"

Bu Zhong was noncommittal to his pleading: "Your taste remains the same all these years."

If someone else said that, Bucheng jumped up and pinched back angrily—what happened to the snake spirit?I love snakes!How exciting is the sharp chin to the touch!

But at the moment, it was the older brother Chong who was pissed at him by the old man in the family, so the dandy could only lower his head listlessly, not daring to let out a fart.

Bu Zhong taught him to be a man, and his tone was calmer: "Don't always hide outside, go home and have a look when you have time."

Bucheng agreed feebly: "...OK."

Although Bu Zhong was indifferent, he was sincere towards this cousin whom he had watched and grew up with since he was a child. Bu Cheng had a clear heart, and after a moment of mourning, he was soon resurrected with blood.

"By the way, brother Chong." He thought of something, "You came back this time because the old guys in the side branches of the family have been restless recently? Don't be angry, they like to do something when they get used to eating and dying... ...And there is another thing, when I entered Yunnan some time ago, I brought back some medicinal materials from there, which may be useful for your legs, I have someone bring them to you, remember to take them."

Bu Zhong said "hmm", and there seemed to be warmth in his dark eyes: "Got it."

He hung up the phone, the screen bounced back into the watch, and his eyes fell back on the little boy who approached cautiously.

The other party stood in the shadow of the alley, rubbing its toes, looking like it wanted to get closer, but hesitated, like a little milk cat poking its head, with small fried hair in its eyes and a trace of clear At a loss.

He shook his head, and suddenly felt that his thoughts just now were a little ridiculous.

Wings... how is that possible.

Probably the bright sunlight gave him the illusion that the halo shrouded behind him was in the shape of pure white wings.

After stopping for too long, the driver in front was already a little confused, and turned around and asked softly, "Boss, shall we go?"

"Go." Bu Zhong looked back.

The car started slowly, and he looked at the backing figure in the rearview mirror, but he still had a vague feeling in his heart.

It's like... I've seen it somewhere.

Probably an illusion.

?

Just gone?

Ye Yao originally wanted to go up and talk to him, but he didn't give him a wink, and ran away after leaving a bit of car exhaust.

Probably didn't see it.

Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the hand holding the corner of his clothes.

He originally planned that if the other party was suspicious, he would show him a live performance of "Gripping the little clothes and buzzing".

Fortunately, it didn't work.

Look at the time, the pointer is about to point to twelve o'clock.

He walked out of the alley, and the people on the main road gradually dispersed, but those who passed by him in twos and threes were all excitedly talking about the "angel" that appeared and disappeared in an instant just now, and some even diverted their thinking and vowed that the angel must be alive in this world. Something big is about to happen, and the prophecy of the destruction of the world is absolutely based.

Ye Yao couldn't help coughing lowly, and shrank his head back.

When he got back to the original place, the bus hadn't left yet. Ye Yao sat back in his seat, chattering excitedly into his ears one after another.

"Did you see that just now! That angel!!"

"Oh my god! It really is!"

"Where did you say he went after he flew away? Did he go back to the sky? Or was he an ordinary person living among the crowd like in the novel?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhh!" he must be a handsome little brother!"

"...I'll go! The Weibo I posted just now has gone crazy!"

"'A miracle or an illusion, take you to explore the angel', 'That day, he fell from the sky and quietly opened my heart'...??? So soon, the bosom friend appeared?"

Really...

He propped his cheek to cover the tip of Weifen's ear.

And he couldn't stop talking.

The bus swayed for another half an hour, and finally stopped at the foot of the mountain.

The Ye family's old house is located in this mountain which is the favorite of the rich to show its style. The scenery is beautiful, the hot spring forest, the single-family villas are scattered in random places, and the price is so expensive that the ordinary class will have a heart attack.

Although he experienced the thrilling incident of saving people from high altitudes, such a small scene was just a drizzle to Master Ye, who was used to fighting in the cultivation world. After the shame faded, he quickly left it behind.

Ye Yao walked up slowly with his hands in his pockets.

Not long after walking out, the sound of the car engine came from behind, and the powerful turbo roared towards him. Ye Yao only felt a gust of wind blowing over him, and then stopped beside him.

Ye Yao turned around, and a young man in the convertible car took off his sunglasses. When he saw him, he said "Yo", "It's you."

Under the sun, the other party's eyebrows are exquisite and beautiful, as wanton as a blooming rose, full of pride of being pampered and cared for growing up.

Ye Shuyang.

Compared with Ye Yao, the youngest son of the Ye family, he is the real little prince held in the palm of the whole family.

Ye Yao looked at him and said nothing.

This face is already a bit blurred in his memory. After seeing him in two lifetimes, Ye Yao's envy and shame when he faced him in the first life have long since disappeared, not to mention those secret and cautious closeness. , and the contempt of being stepped into the dust in the end.

"I really don't know why Dad asked you to come back." Ye Shuming looked him up and down disdainfully, "You obviously ran away from home, why do you care about your life outside..."

"Coincidentally, I don't want to come back either."

Ye Shuyang's ridicule stopped in his mouth: "...what?"

"I said, I didn't want to come back." Ye Yao smiled slightly, "Why don't you go and ask Ye Huaquan for me? If he doesn't force me, I'll go down here now, so that everyone won't look at each other and hate each other. Each other's eyeballs, why bother?"

Ye Yao's appearance is more like his mother's, gentle like a harmless little animal, in the first life because of cowardice and inferiority, he always lowered his head, his hair grew long to cover his forehead, and he bowed his back to cover his eyes, like a moldy mushroom He huddled gloomyly in the corner, no matter how good-looking he looked, he couldn't be liked.

However, Ye Shuyang looked at him at this moment, and suddenly found that this brother he didn't want to admit actually had such a beautiful smile.

The sunlight fell on his face through the gaps between the leaves, and his fair complexion was almost transparent and flawless. He tilted his head slightly, his face was pure and immature, but the temperament around him was quiet, lingering a kind of The faint fresh scent of grass and trees is a beautiful jade that was inadvertently dug out. It is introverted and refreshing, making people want to get close to it.

Ye Shuyang suddenly panicked, he frowned, and yelled as if to cover up: "You...don't talk nicely! I think you came back to see Brother Duan!"

At the mention of this name, Ye Shuyang seemed to have grasped something, and sneered confidently: "I almost forgot, you moved out a few days ago, maybe it was because of this?"

Duan...brother?

Who?

Ye Yao was at a loss when he heard this name suddenly.

But Ye Shuyang misunderstood his expression as hurt and speechless, he folded his arms and laughed: "I know why Dad insisted on calling you back this time--you are mentally ill and like men, and the whole school knows it , The face of the Ye family has been completely lost by you!"

He spat, and a look of disgust appeared on his face as if he saw garbage: "I feel disgusted when I think that a pervert like you is also surnamed Ye!"