I was straight from the start

Jiang Li kept struggling, and opened his mouth to shout "Wan Fengge", Yu's eyes flickered, he sighed helplessly, and swung his palm to knock the boy unconscious.

When Wan Fengge catches up with Tuqiu, he sees the strange man he met earlier carrying Jiang Li on his shoulders, raising his sword to grab him, Yu turned his head and saw Wan Fengge, bowed slightly and disappeared.

"Bastard!" Wan Fengge yelled, and swung his sword to cut a two-foot-deep sword mark on the ground.

"What's the matter? Where's Jiang Li?" Bai Ruoshui supported the injured Bai Zhanfan, followed by Su Yaoer with reddish cheeks, and a group of people came up in a panic.

Hearing Jiang Li's shout just now, Wan Fengge ran up like crazy, but it seemed that he was still a step behind.

"I was taken away by Yu." With a gloomy face, Wan Fengge walked down the hill, and Bai Ruoshui had no choice but to follow closely with Bai Zhan's fan.

Su Yao'er, who was walking at the end, glanced at the two old corpses lying on the ground, his gaze flickered, then he picked up the bamboo listening that fell from the side, and quickly followed Wan Fengge and the others.

At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, Yu paused, took out a black scale from his chest and stuffed it into Jiang Li's lapel, then took a deep breath, and carried Jiang Li into the City Lord's Mansion.

Han Weisheng was already impatient for waiting, seeing Yu gently put Jiang Li down, he immediately touched Jiang Li's meridians, took a glass of water from the table, and poured it on Jiang Li's face.

Jiang Li was quick-witted, and when he woke up leisurely, he saw a blue hem of his clothes. He touched the back of his neck and sat up slowly.

Yu stood on the side with his head bowed. Jiang Li also knew the person standing upright in front of the bed. It was the Taoist in Tsing Yi who was cursed by Pu Lingbai's family. When he saw the Taoist in Tsing Yi, he secretly complained. To be so cruel and merciless, to be buried with a living person, and to be transformed into a ghost with a curse, I really don't know how twisted my heart is.

"Okay, use whatever means you can, but a reminder, if you didn't torture me to death, you would die worse than me."

Jiang Li tried his spiritual power and demonic energy, but they were all sealed, so he looked away and lay on his back on the ground, as if he wanted to kill him or cut him apart.

Han Weisheng looked at Jiang Li expressionlessly, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him to the bed. Yu raised his head, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't seem to dare to say it, and struggled for a while. Fu bowed his head again.

Jiang Li didn't feel anything at first, but when he got close to the bed, a strong dead air rushed over his face, with a hint of familiar feeling, he lifted the overlapping veils on the bed, and then revealed a pale face .

"Second Master Bai?" Jiang Li's expression changed, he looked up at Han Weisheng, then at Bo Ran who was lying down, it was Bo Ran's body to be precise.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Li lay on the bedside, frowning at Han Weisheng.

How could this inexplicable body of the second son Bai appear in Wencheng? The Bai family would be crazy if they found out that the body of their young master was missing.

Han Weisheng still didn't show any superfluous expression, threw a roll of bamboo slips to Jiang Li's feet, and said coldly: "Resurrect him, otherwise, you will die."

Jiang Li frowned slightly, picked up the bamboo slips on the ground, took a look, and opened his mouth wide: "Reverse Life Curse! Where did you get it?"

It stands to reason that the Reverse Life Curse is an ancient curse. Back then, Young Master Jing used the Reverse Life Curse to destroy the entire Qi family just to save Qi Nanan of the Qi family. The saying that the birthing curse was destroyed was simply because the ancient curse was too insidious.

"You don't need to know, you just need to use it to revive him." Han Weisheng raised his chin at Boran's body.

"Are you the other protagonist in Pu Ling's fairy tale - Qingyao sect Han Weisheng?" Jiang Li put down the bamboo slip in his hand, tilted his head and looked at Han Weisheng jokingly.

Han Weisheng didn't hide much, just nodded and said: "It's me."