Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Chapter 847: I made my debut as an idol when I was three thousand years old (56)

After successfully driving the system crazy, Ye Chuijin stayed honest for a few days, and broadcasted it every day when nothing happened.

Respect merchants are frantically rewarding every day, but they are still useless.

The little lover who was "supporting" deleted his friend and blocked his phone. As long as he set out to find her, he would always miss it.

As a master-level cultivator who can split the world, it is too easy for her to hide from ordinary people.

One week passed in a flash, but for the businessmen, it was 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 person called Yan Bupo.

In every scene, Yan Bupo would ask him softly: "Did you remember it?"

What do you think of...

Respect Shang didn't know what he wanted.

During this week, he was restless every night, even during the day, as long as he fell asleep, he would dream of Yan Bupa.

When he woke up from the nightmare, there was no wound on his body, but the pain seemed to be deep into the bone marrow, and he felt pain when he moved his body.

The venerable merchant quickly lost weight, his original look Yinglang became gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his temper became irritable.

Even Zun Yu dared not approach him, for fear that he would suddenly violently hurt others.

This week, there was a lot of discussion from all over the company.

The severe lack of sleep made the aggressive president become irritable, and various loopholes began to appear in his decision-making.

Just when life was in a mess, on the weekend night, the senior businessman was lying in bed. Although he knew he could not sleep, he still couldn't help being sleepy and closed his eyes.

The wind blowing today was a bit stronger, and when the wind disappeared, there was a person standing beside his bed.

The man's white hair was like snow, and the clothes he was wearing were like a sea of ​​boundless clouds.

Unlike usual, Yan Bupo didn't take out that strange dagger this time.

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 Zeshi three thousand years ago, he has never stopped looking for the soul fragments scattered between the sky and the earth.

All the other pieces have been collected for so many years, but this is the only piece left. He has searched for so many years, even if he has been reincarnated so many times, but every life has failed.

For three thousand years, this fragment was in this person's heart. Yan Bupo killed so many people, but this piece was the only one that could not be obtained.

He sighed, and put his hand to cover his heart.

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

At that time, Zhiyan's souls were scattered, and many of them were scattered on others, and they merged with other souls.

If someone else is naturally unable to retrieve Zhiyan's soul, it will be different.

He has been a wicked way 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 from other souls, you have to make that person want to live, and then peel off the life and life of the soul while dying, and cut off the piece that belongs to Zhiyan.

After so many years, his hands were stained with the blood of many people, and finally, he was so short.

But life after life passed, but this small piece was always unavailable.

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