?vampire.

The respect merchant took two steps back calmly.

The waiter smiled: "Dear guest, it's windy outside, please go back to the house Zheng"

Zun Shang walked back with no expression on his face and alert.

The door closed in front of him, and he took out his cell phone with a gloomy expression, and found that the cell phone had lost half of the signal.

While he was still thinking about the current situation, the sound of applause came from behind him.

The senior merchant turned his head abruptly, and saw a familiar white figure standing behind him.

Yan Bupo, who hadn't seen him for a long time, had a smile on his face, and his narrow eyes became more coquettish and fierce.

"Meet again, President Wen."

The senior merchant took a deep breath: "Are you in a group with vampires?"

Yan Bupo's smile remained unchanged: "After living for so long, there will always be some different identities."

He seemed to be in a good mood, he was not in a hurry to act on him, and even talked about his new identity: "It's just a pope, it's nothing."

The Shang had nothing to say. He stood in front of the window and seemed to be looking at the scenery.

I don't know what the **** place it is here, there is only a vast sea of ​​water, and nothing else can be seen.

Seeing the nobleman looking out, Yan Bupo also stood in front of the window and looked at the vast sea outside.

There was a little nostalgia on his face: "In fact, this place was originally not sea water, but a majestic mountain."

It was only three thousand years ago that the land was subverted. In order to suppress the aura of the messy ground and prevent the world from being destroyed, they sacrificed their souls and lost their souls to the end of reincarnation.

Yan Bupo waited for a long time, and now Canghai has become a mulberry field, and he has not yet returned.

The venerable merchant nodded perfunctorily, and then his chest hurt suddenly.

Yan Bupo didn't know what nerves he was making, and suddenly stabbed him.

The white knife sank into his chest, and the merchant fell to the ground in pain.

The smile on Yan Bupo's face has disappeared.

"Brother Zeshi, why haven't you come back after so long?" His voice was low, and he looked like a lost child talking about a child, but his hand movements were non-stop.

Countless wounds were quickly marked out on the senior merchant's body. Without exception, these wounds quickly healed again.

He gritted his teeth tightly.

Yan Bupo scratched for a while but still couldn't make him frustrated, so he had to sigh, grabbed an ipad out of thin air and threw it in front of him: "Look."

The senior merchant glanced at him, then picked up the ipad, and then couldn't help shaking.

On the screen, the immortal Ling Xiao, who had always been majestic, was tied to the dark room by an unknown iron lock, and his limbs were nailed by long black iron nails.

She hung her head, her hair a little messy.

She seemed to feel someone watching, she raised her head, her eyes were cold.

In the early morning when she was about to go to bed, the agent called. She had been reported and had to come to the company.

So she went like this.

Unexpectedly, she smelled a strange fragrance when she first joined the company, and then she passed out.

After slumbering for three thousand years, she has always been in contact with clean people after waking up. She has not been very vigilant in the face of ordinary sex.

Then when I woke up, I was already in this kind of ghost place.

The respect merchant looked at the tragic situation on her body and gritted his teeth: "Let go of her!"

Yan Bupo spread his hands out: "Okay, as long as you cooperate, I will let her go after you die."

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