Fast Travel: The Hundred-Life Couple

Nan Batian also thought that it was his internal force that caused Ye Ruyan to have no power to fight back, but he didn't know that a few hundred meters outside their door, Ouyang Dongxu was standing on a tree with flying black hair.

Holding a small black bamboo tube in his hand.

Just now, two highly poisonous insects shot out from the small bamboo tube flew into the bodies of Nan Batian and Ye Ruyan respectively.

However, the mottled red marks on his jade-like wrists beneath his wide sleeves were shocking. Looking closely, his lips were swollen and his slender neck was covered with purple bruises. He looked as if he had suffered inhumane treatment.

The two people in the room were completely unaware of this.

Nan Batian abused Ye Ruyan while whispering maliciously in her ear:

"Bitch, don't you hate me for killing your whole family twenty years ago? I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted and spared your life."

"Today, I will let you relive our past. You used to love moaning under me. Do you still like me now?

After all, if someone deceived me like that and killed my entire family, I would want to cut him into pieces. But you are willing to let it go so easily, just because your son fell in love with my goddaughter. You are so despicable.

I killed my whole family, and ended up raising a stupid son, just as stupid as you were back then, who actually fell in love with my adopted daughter (adopted daughter), hahahahaha."

Ye Ruyan listened to Nan Batian's heart-piercing words, and felt Nan Batian on her body in despair, shivering like a teddy bear.

It doesn't have the style of twenty years ago at all.

She glared at Nan Batian angrily: "How could you treat Jian'er like this? He is your son too!"

Nan Batian angrily slapped her again: "You still have the nerve to say that, giving birth to a son who inherited your stupidity and was fooled around by that little slut Liu Cailian. If I didn't have other sons, I wouldn't care if he died!"

In less than half a minute, Nan Batian stood up, stared at Ye Ruyan with disgust, then ordered his servants to pack up their gold and silver and run away overnight.

For an enemy that has not yet fully grown, either kill it in the bud or stay as far away from it as possible.

Nan Batian had a broken arm, and perhaps he could still fight with Ye Xiaoli, but he was old and no longer had the fighting spirit he had in the past. He valued his life more now, so he decisively chose the latter.

On the speeding carriage, Nan Batian fled in panic.

"Ye Xiaoli should hate you, Ye Ruyan, the most. After all, it was you who killed her entire family. It was you who abused her for twenty years as a tool for revenge. If she wants revenge, she should go after you and your son."

Half an hour later, Ye Ruyan regained consciousness. She put on her clothes with disheveled hair, tidied herself up, and went looking for her son Ye Jian and the bitch Liu Cailian, whom she hated to the core.

That day, Ye Jian and Liu Cailian were playing at the market.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd, and everyone ran excitedly in the same direction. Liu Cailian grabbed someone and asked, "What happened up there? Why is there so much noise?"

The man, with pockmarked features, was flushed with excitement. "The daughter of the richest family, the Shen family, is throwing a ball of embroidery at Wangyue Tower to find a husband. I'm going to join in the fun. If I manage to snatch the ball, wouldn't wealth and glory be within my grasp?"

As he said this, he broke free from Liu Cailian and ran away in a hurry.

Liu Cailian excitedly pulled Ye Jian to join in the fun: "Come on, Ye Jian, I'll help you snatch one too. Then you can refuse the marriage and see what Miss Shen from the richest family will do."

Ye Jian had no interest at first, but after hearing this, he found it interesting: "Let's go."

There were huge crowds of people downstairs of Wangyue Tower. Ye Jian used his internal force to push a path through without leaving any trace, and the two of them finally squeezed to the front.

Mr. Shen, the richest man, was standing on the top floor of the Moon Watching Tower. Next to him was Miss Shen, who was wearing a veil. Although her face could not be seen clearly, her figure was slim and graceful, and it was obvious that she was a beauty picked out of a million.

I just don't know why she is so desperate to throw a bouquet to find a husband.

Liu Cailian looked up at Miss Shen and the richest man Shen who was standing beside her with a pleasant face and a look of pampering and indulgence. An inexplicable jealousy spread in her heart.

Seeing a beggar with pus all over his body and emitting a foul smell in the corner of the road, Liu Cailian came up with a plan.

Miss Shen threw the hydrangea, and it drew a parabola in the air and fell down, causing everyone to scramble for it. The hydrangea bounced repeatedly into the air in different people's hands.

Liu Cailian took the opportunity to display her Qinggong skills, grabbed the hydrangea, and threw it into the beggar's arms. The beggar was stunned for a moment, then quickly hugged the hydrangea tightly.

Seeing this scene, the whole audience fell silent, and only Liu Cailian's excited applause and cheers could be heard.

"Great, great, the daughter of the richest man is going to marry a beggar! When the time comes, Mr. Shen, don't be stingy with a glass of wedding wine. Everyone here is a witness to the love between Miss Shen and this beggar brother."

Most of the people in the crowd were men. They came for the Shen family's huge fortune, and when they failed to grab the hydrangea, they all became malicious.

Since they couldn't get any advantage, they might as well let Miss Shen marry a beggar. The beggar stinks and looks like a short-lived ghost. They would feel more balanced if Miss Shen married such a person.

"This young lady is right. Since we're throwing a ball to find a husband, then whoever the ball lands on is the one Miss Shen should marry!"

"Marry a beggar!"

"Marry a beggar!"

"..."

The shouts from below were deafening. The beggar also stood up, walked to the center of the crowd, drooled and stared at Miss Shen with obscene eyes.

He was trembling all over, swearing that this was the most glorious moment of his life! In his wild imagination and emotional excitement, he fell to the ground, twitching continuously and foaming at the mouth.

This situation was like a bolt from the blue for the Shen family. The richest man Shen upstairs had a gloomy face and held Miss Shen, who was so shocked that she couldn't stand steadily, in his arms.

"Dad." Miss Shen's face was covered with tears, her eyes full of panic.

Mr. Shen patted Miss Shen distressedly and said, "My dear daughter, leave it to Daddy. Don't say a word when Daddy says anything."

He gave a look to the butler beside him, who nodded in understanding, a stern look in his eyes, and continued to make the arrangements.

Then, Mr. Shen stood up and said loudly, "Everyone, be quiet. Since my daughter's embroidered bouquet was snatched away by this beggar, I will not disagree with their marriage."

"However, my beggar nephew's health seems to be very poor. I think before arranging a marriage between him and my daughter, we should first find the best doctor to help him recover, and then we can discuss the wedding."

Just now, the housekeeper had asked people to ambush in the medical clinics in all directions, and they must kill this whimsical beggar in the middle of the road in the name of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Coveting his daughter? I don't understand.

At the same time, Mr. Shen asked his housekeeper to arrange for the talented people he kept in the mansion to blend into the crowd and approach the couple below.

No matter what their purpose was for doing this today, whether they were instructed by someone or were just evil by nature, he would make these two people pay a heavy price.

"Everyone, tell me, is what I did justified?" There was a chill in Mr. Shen's eyes, his face was kind, and his tone was steady.

The people below pondered for a moment, and those with more kindness immediately echoed: "Mr. Shen's consideration is correct. Otherwise, what would happen if Miss Shen became a widow right after getting married?"

The person arranged by the housekeeper mixed in with the crowd and echoed: "What Mr. Shen said makes sense."

"That's exactly what we should do!"

"..."

Unexpectedly, Liu Cailian stood up again and said righteously, "I don't think it's right. It's precisely because this beggar brother is in poor health and seems to be in his twilight years that he should be married to Miss Shen as soon as possible. There has always been a saying that "bringing good luck to others" is a good way to bring good luck. Maybe after Miss Shen marries him, all his illnesses will be cured overnight."