Urban Madness

"Hidden identity must of course be hidden thoroughly. I accidentally acquired this fairy soil 400 years ago."

As he spoke, the old man boasted.

"This thing is a good treasure, not only can it be used to change the appearance, but it is also very breathable, and it is not afraid of being bored for a long time."

After the old man praised his baby, the serious atmosphere in the whole room disappeared.

Ye Fan twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Blame you, the emperor old man, otherwise I can't be exposed so easily!"

The old man Fuxi looked at the Yellow Emperor with a beard.

Huangdi curled his lips and said.

"You have to hide your identity and stay in this Guangming Pavilion. Now you are found, blame me?"

Fuxi jumped up from the ground with anger and was about to fight the Yellow Emperor, but his hand was empty. Now the Yellow Emperor is just a touch of soul, how can he be able to fight it.

Seeing her fist passed through the emperor's body, Fuxi's eyes were a little bit lonely.

"Old man Fuxi, still want to hit me? Can't hit me! Come on, come on!"

Perhaps it was because of the depression of Fuxi's mood that the Huangdi began to make things strange.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the female Yan kneeling on the side was a little stunned, she even forgot to stand up.

In his memory, although his father would sometimes do some ridiculous things, he would never fight with old friends like a naughty boy.

"You wait for me!"

Fuxi's sad emotions were swept away, and his face was full of resentment towards the Yellow Emperor.

He bit his finger and used blood as ink to write and draw next to Huangdi.

Although his fingers were in the air, blood-red runes appeared wherever they passed.

"You wait for me, I don't believe I can't reach you!"

Huangdi watched Fuxi's movements for two seconds, and then became nervous.

"It's a pity you don't be impulsive, don't spend so much energy."

Huangdi hurriedly said to Fuxi.

But Fuxi's eyes were already red, and a little choked.

"You guy owes you so much, if I don't hit you, how am I willing to let you dissipate like this!"

Fuxi let out a low growl, speeding up the movement of her hand.

"What dissipated, old man, what are you talking about?"

Di Jiang, who was smiling and watching the fight between the two old men, was stunned.

He was about to rush forward, pulling Fuxi to ask for understanding, but was stopped by Ye Fan.

"Master Huangdi has been dead for more than five hundred years..."

Ye Fan paused.

"What you see now is just a touch of remnant soul. You can't stay for a long time, and it will dissipate soon."

Spiritual power and perception power are as powerful as Ye Fan, how could he not notice the fading power in Huang Di's soul.

"Neither Xiaodijiang nor the female ghost noticed it, but your kid noticed it first."

Huangdi looked at Ye Fan with admiration, and then he turned his head to look at Fuxi, who was desperately drawing runes on the side.

"Old Fuxi, you are not young anymore, so don't use blood talisman to ban the spell so aggressively, be careful that your body can't stand it."

Fuxi didn't even look at him.

"Shut up your mouth, old man, I am in good health, so you don't need to worry about it."

Huangdi sighed.

"I'm just a ray of remnant soul, it's not worth it for you to do this..."

As he said, Fuxi's eyes were even redder, and the last stroke fell, and the blood-red runes turned around the Yellow Emperor.

With the completion of the rune, Fuxi's lips became pale.