After saying that, Jiang Ziyu threw the snow-raised sword gourd back to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan took the Daxue Sword Gourd and frowned, "You don't feel anything at all?"

Logically speaking, the blood image took over Jiang Ziyu's body, and Jiang Ziyu was resurrected, so he should have vague memories.

Jiang Ziyu shook his head and said: "My memory stays in the wilderness era."

Ye Xuan swayed the wine in the heavy snow sword gourd, thoughtfully.

After a while, Ye Xuan briefly explained the entire process.

After Jiang Ziyu heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Damn it, I was actually manipulated?"

Ye Xuan touched his chin and said seriously: "It doesn't count as being manipulated. After all, you were just a walking corpse at the time."

Jiang Ziyu: "..." Boom! The next moment, Jiang Ziyu's robes fluttered, and his aura shook out, causing the chaos around him to suddenly explode, forming a vacuum.

Jiang Ziyu was furious: "Damn it, next time I meet that guy, I'm going to beat him to pieces!"

It is hard to imagine that the great grandfather in the history of the Jiang family had such a bad temper.
Chapter completed!