When Ye Fan took the bracelet and returned to the old man Fuxi again, the old man looked at the eight-character instruction, his face was hard to say.
"You two are really ghosts, and you can come up with this method."
The old man couldn't help but vomit.
Ye Fan chuckled twice, but did not answer.
I saw a touch of spiritual power in the old man's hand, and then that spiritual power formed the eight-character rune, merged into the bracelet, and disappeared.
"Okay, try it."
After the spiritual power disappeared, the old man handed the bracelet to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took the bracelet and read the eight-character password. The bracelet split into two halves with a click.
When Ye Fan put the two halves of the bracelet together, the bracelet returned to its original appearance.
"This thing looks really amazing."
Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised.
The old man brags about himself proudly.
"No, you don't look at who made this thing, I tell you, I was still..."
But before he finished speaking, Ye Fan ran away in a hurry.
"Smelly boy, you're not polite at all, let me finish it anyway!"
Ye Fan, who rushed away cursing and grinning, roared, but there was no irritation on his face, only a helpless smile.
After Ye Fan left, called God Jiang, the two came to the cell together.
Xing Tian had been in the cell for a few days, and he was afraid that someday he would end up like a female Yan.
He had heard that the dozens of swords pierced the female Yan's body at the same time. The scene was very bloody, and the blood left behind was cleaned up for a long time.
Under this circumstance, as soon as Ye Fan and Di Jiang came to the cell, Xing Tian shrank in fear in the corner.
"What about you being such a big man, is it possible to shrink yourself?"
Ye Fan spoke mercilessly.
Xing Tian then moved a little out of the corner aggrievedly.
"Stretch out your hand."
Ye Fan said sharply.
Xing Tian looked terrified, he had no idea what Ye Fan was going to do to him.
He glanced at Dijiang next to him, thinking that the person in charge of Guangming Pavilion was here, and Ye Fan shouldn't have done too much, so he was relieved.
Shaking hands out.
When reaching out, Ye Fan took out an iron bracelet from his arms and brought it to his hand.
After putting the iron bracelet on him, Ye Fan released the gray mist that had been locked on him.
Xing Tian moved his hands and feet, and found that after the gray mist dissipated, his body and spiritual power were not under control, and for a while, the evil grew from his heart.
He has planned everything in his mind.
First took advantage of Ye Fan's unpreparedness to put it down, and then accidentally wounded Dijiang.
Although Dijiang is much stronger than himself, there is no problem if he just wants to escape here.
Unfortunately, his thoughts were interrupted before he took any action.
A sharp pain spread from the wrist to the whole body, causing him to fall to the ground and roll in pain.
"Look, I'm not wrong, this guy didn't think about doing good things as soon as he was liberated."
Ye Fan looked at Xing Tian, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and made a slap in the face of Emperor Jiang.
"But it would be a shame to kill him directly. It's better to use him as his own, because he can't make any waves anyway."
Lying on the ground, Xing Tian was rolling, listening to the conversation between the two with tears.
What evil did he do!