His face kept changing. As he thought about it, Han Guo couldn't help but feel a bit cold sweating on his forehead. It seemed that all this had entered a dead end from the beginning. It seemed that no matter how he did it or chose it, he could not escape the lawsuit and prison disaster. These two consequences were.

"What do you want?" Thinking of various possibilities and the ending he was about to face, Han Guo's forehead was sweating coldly, like a deflated ball, his round body suddenly collapsed, leaning against the sofa, looking up a little angry, helpless, and a little discouraged, staring at the man in front of him.

He suddenly realized that he was facing an ordinary person with such a magical technique, who had no money, power, and power like him. No matter what the other party wanted to do, even if he took his life, he had no room or room to resist. He was like an ant, letting him ravage.

At this moment, Han Guo had a thorough understanding.

From beginning to end, he should not be involved in a world like this, he should not obey middle-aged people, nor should he have strange thoughts and ideas. Even if all this is forced and forced, he should not be held with a little bit of luck in his heart and a little bit of luck.

Supporting characters are always supporting characters, and it is impossible to be treated as the protagonist.

"Go home, go back to the heavens, and live a good life!" Li Mingshun put down the teacup in his hand. This was one of the purposes of his invitation to Han here today.

After Xu Xian had an accident, he originally wanted to make a direct solution to the problem. However, at that time, he could not find the person who used the magic for a while, and he didn't want to make any big noise. After all, a "same type" came to say hello last time, and if he was stuck with these people, it would inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

So, the spell was used.

However, he never expected to meet the person in front of him.

At first, he didn't want to worry about anything. Anyway, as long as he worshiped him every day, after forty-nine days, the guy he had not met would definitely finish playing.

As for the others, they had little to do with him, and he didn't think much about what happened after that.

Coincidentally, after meeting it twice on the Hanjiang Bridge, Li Mingshun was a little paranoid about this fat man who was a little bit disgusted with the other side, and had a good impression of it...

All of them reached out and pulled it.

"Go home?" Han Guo was stunned and immediately expressed his excitement to object, "How can this be done? All people have died. Isn't I seeking death when I return to China?"

Li Mingshun didn't refute anything, reached out and took out a prepared air ticket and check from his pocket, placed it on a glass table, and pushed it over.

"This is a flight ticket in two days, and there is still 100 million won!"

Han Guo was stunned, with a puzzled look on his face. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Li Mingshun continued to explain, "Don't worry, that guy hasn't died yet!"

After Han Guo was stunned, a hint of excitement and joy appeared on his face. Before Li Mingshun could say anything, he supported his hands and approached him. He asked excitedly, "Do you mean you are not dead yet?"

"Then you hurry up and wake him up..."

The two were very close. Li Mingshun avoided the squirting saliva from the man. When he heard his words, his face turned cold and he sneered, "Why?"

Han Guo was stunned and opened his mouth, but seeing that Li Mingshun's face was a little cold and creepy, he sat back silently, pushed the air ticket and check in front of him like anger, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Then I won't go back, just stay in Korea!"

Li Mingshun was immediately excited and his feelings became completely "dog biting Lu Dongbin". It was still him begging people to leave, and even the threatening tone was used.

"It's up to you... It's your own business whether to pounce back or not!" Li Mingshun took a sip of tea, completely ignored the shock on the face of the person in front of him, waved his hand and said, "I have something to do, let's go!"

"You..." Han Guo was stunned, opened his mouth, stared at Li Mingshun who had stood up, looked at the air tickets and checks on the glass table, turned his head and gritted his teeth, and ran to the chopping board.

Li Ming seemed to notice his actions, and he didn't even mean to block them. He just paused and said indifferently, "Now the spell has been completely completed, and there is no solution. Even if it is burned between the two, it will not have any effect!"

"And, as long as there is a little damage, the body is connected to that person..."

"The same damage will be done!"

After saying that, Li Mingshun went straight into the room, without any intention of caring about Han Zhu in the hall.

This time, it was not like he was just now, but he was scaring Han, but he stated another fact.

The "Seven-day Soul-Dead Curse" is also called the "Seven-day Soul-Return Curse". It is a daily worship. The first seven days are like the soul-returning night that is circulated among the people, and is also called the "First Seven".

The difficulty of casting this spell is very harsh. It not only requires high mana and spirit, but also ensures that the caster is higher than the middle-aged one in all aspects, and it is not a little bit.

Moreover, this spell has another characteristic, which does not have much effect on people without magic power, but is completely fatal to people with magic power.

Once the 'first seven' passes, everything will be settled.

This is the practitioner's evaluation of the "Seven Days of Dead Soul Curse". If a middle-aged man fails to retake the grass man representing him from the first seven days, and destroy it from the caster, no matter what happens, even if he successfully recaptures the grass man without the corresponding solution, everything is doing useless work.

The most important thing is that after the "first seven", the grass man is connected to the middle-level practitioners. Correspondingly, as long as the grass man suffers any damage, the middle-level practitioners will also be harmed to a certain extent.

Although these injuries will not kill the person who is a Chinese medicine practitioner, it will at least put the person who is a Chinese medicine practitioner on the verge of death.

Li Mingshun would not explain this to Han. Moreover, Li Niang and Wu Xiuling have been staying in the Jade Perch today. Even if Han Guo wants to take away the straw man, he still has to ask whether these two people agree or not.

Perhaps, Wu Xiuling would be soft-hearted or not very understanding and would not stop her. However, Li Niang had experienced the cruel struggle between cultivators in front of her. According to her personality, how could a person who could threaten Li Mingshun and had a holiday exist on both sides?

Han Guo had just arrived at the chopping board and heard Li Mingshun's words. His body paused significantly, and his hand that had reached out instantly shrank back.

But after a moment, he still seemed to be unwilling to give up. He gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the grass man above.

At this time.

A gust of wind blew by.
Chapter completed!