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Chapter 809 Three thousand years old, I debuted and became an idol (56)

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    After successfully driving the system crazy, Ye Chuijin stayed honest for a few days and broadcast live every day when he had nothing to do.

    Zun Shang is giving crazy rewards every day, but it is still of no use at all.

    The little lover he ¡°supported¡± deleted his friends and blocked his phone number. As long as he sets out to find her, he will always miss her.

    As a cultivator at the level of a master who can split the heavens and open the earth, it would be too easy for her to hide from an ordinary person.

    A week flies by in a blink of an eye, but for Zun Shang, it feels like a year.

    No matter where he is, as long as he closes his eyes and falls asleep, he will dream of being abused by the man named Yan Bupo.

    In every scene, Yan Bupo would ask him softly: "Have you remembered?"

    What do you remember

    Zun Shang has no idea what he wants.

    During this week, he had trouble sleeping every night. Even during the day, whenever he fell asleep, he would dream about Yan Bupo.

    When he woke up from the nightmare, there was not a single wound on his body, but the pain seemed to penetrate deep into his bone marrow. He felt pain whenever he moved his body.

    Zun Shang lost weight rapidly, his originally handsome face became gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his temper became irritable.

    Even Zun Yu didn¡¯t dare to get close to him, for fear that he would suddenly get violent and hurt someone.

    This week, there has been a lot of discussion throughout the company.

    Severe lack of sleep made the originally enterprising president become irritable, and various loopholes began to appear in his decision-making.

    Just when life was in a mess, Zun Shang was lying on the bed on a weekend night. Although he knew he couldn't sleep, he still couldn't stop feeling sleepy and closed his eyes.

    The wind was stronger today. When the wind died down, there was a real person standing next to his bed.

    The man¡¯s hair was as white as snow, and the clothes he wore were as windless as the boundless sea of ??clouds.

    Unlike usual, this time Yan Bupo did not take out the strange dagger.

    He leaned down and looked at the man lying on the bed seriously.

    Although his soul has been scattered since the death of his brother Ze Shi three thousand years ago, he has never stopped looking for the soul fragments scattered between heaven and earth.

    Over the years, the other fragments have been collected, but this is the only one left. He has been looking for it for so many years, even though he has been reincarnated so many times, but he has failed in every life.

    For three thousand years, this fragment has been in this man's heart. Yan Bupo killed so many people, but he could not get this piece.

    He let out a long sigh and reached out to cover his heart.

    The person under his hand was still warm, but Yan Bupo knew that the warmth would soon disappear.

    Back then, Zhiyan¡¯s soul was scattered in pieces, many of which were scattered on other people¡¯s bodies and merged with other souls.

    It would be impossible for anyone else to recover Zhiyan¡¯s soul, but Yan Bupo was different.

    He has been evil from the beginning, and things that are difficult for others to imagine are not so difficult for him to do.

    If you want to take these souls that originally belonged to Zhiyan out of other souls, you have to make that person miserable and make life worse than death, and then peel off his soul when he is about to die, and cut off the soul that belongs to Zhiyan.  That piece.

    After so many years, his hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and finally, this was the only thing missing.

    But life after life passed, and this small piece was never available.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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