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Meanwhile, the barrage of comments in various live broadcast rooms also diminished.

No one believed that Zhou Yuan had the ability to bring the dead back to life.

If such a being really existed, wouldn't it mean eternal life?

Myths should not manifest in reality.

One minute later, an extremely anxious Jin Yan burst into tears and cried, "Husband, you died so miserably, it's all my fault for being useless. Even after death, I let your body be desecrated."

"I... I should've died with you!"

"Wuu wuu…"

Her mournful wailing was so moving that it made the story of Lady Meng Jiang, who wept down the Great Wall in injustice, seem pale in comparison.

Equally fearful of long nights breeding more dreams, Liang Hongyuan promptly pressed for answers, "Why isn't he alive yet?"

"You're nothing but a big liar, a heartless capitalist, resorting to any means to achieve your goals!"

Revival from the dead?

As the young master of the Liang Family, he had never heard of such miraculous methods.