"Seeing that you are so studious, I might as well give you some advice."

Ye Mo glanced at Chen Yan indifferently.

Comparing it with him, he found that Chen Yan's physiognomy and the physiognomy recorded in the "Qihuang Heart Sutra" are a difference of 108,000 miles.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, the Emperor Hongwu of Ming Dynasty, was born as a beggar. He was ugly in appearance and suffered from smallpox. His face was covered with pockmarks. He was extremely ugly and looked like a beggar."

Ye Mo continued:

"But when he accumulates power and sends troops to fight against the Yuan Dynasty, his face also begins to change. His face begins to become thinner and his chin continues to grow. When he founded the Ming Dynasty and sat in the position of emperor, his chin has already reached an amazing position because it is called the emperor's appearance."

"Master Ye, what you mean is that people should not behave like a person." Chen Yan thought for a while:

"A person's appearance is not static, so one cannot behave like a person. He cannot determine a person's fortune-telling based on his appearance for life."

"I can only see this for a while, but not for a lifetime."

Ye Mo nodded slightly. Chen Yan was quite intelligent, and he could see through it at a glance.

"Same thing, physiognomy is not only based on looking at appearances, but also on the qi!"

Ye Mo's eyes opened and closed, and suddenly a golden light emanated. His pupils turned golden, his eyes were covered with golden whites, and a mysterious aura emanated from him.

At this time, Ye Mo was as vast as the deep sea and the universe, absorbing everyone's eyes.

Ye Mo's pupils suddenly looked at He Kun.

Open the eyes of the sky!

In his vision, He Kun's appearance suddenly turned gray.

That was his soul.

And on his body, only one fire left by the Tianling Cap was burning!

The flames on both sides of the shoulders have long been extinguished!

The remaining fire was also in danger, and the flames were flashing and could be extinguished at any time.

What made Ye Mo narrow his eyes was that a little ghost who was snow-white, without clothes, and had thick dark circles was sitting on He Kun's shoulders, his mouth was open and his white teeth were exposed.

He kept blowing up the flames at He Kuntian's spiritual cover.

Huhu...

The fire swayed in the wind, looking like it was about to be destroyed.

As if he felt Ye Mo's gaze, the little devil immediately grinned at Ye Mo! He let out a silent roar!

Ye Mo raised his hand and pinched his hands:

"now!"

A golden light shot out from his fingertips and landed on He Kun.

The little ghost lying on his shoulder suddenly appeared.

He Kun felt his shoulders sink. When he looked back, he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and screamed:

"What's this!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Even though he was decades old, he was scared to death.

"Master Ye, what is this!"

Jia Renyi was so scared that he ran directly behind Ye Mo's back and grabbed his clothes on his waist.

Chen Yan was also shocked, but he was calm and his face was gloomy, touching the cinnabar pen in his pocket.

Hehehe!

The little devil grinned at Ye Mo and the others, then turned around and was about to escape.
Chapter completed!