When Ye Fan took the bracelet back to Old Man Fuxi again, the old man looked at the eight-character instruction and his face was full of words.
"You two are really geniuses, you can come up with this method."
The old man couldn't help but complain.
Ye Fan chuckled twice and did not answer.
I saw a touch of spiritual power appear in the old man's hand, and then, the spiritual power formed an eight-character rune, merged into the bracelet, and disappeared.
"Okay, let's try it."
After the spiritual power disappeared, the old man handed the bracelet to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took the bracelet and read out the eight-character password, and 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 magical."
Ye Fan couldn't help but marveled.
The old man boasted about himself with pride.
"No, don't look at who made this thing. Let me tell you, back then I was..."
But before he finished speaking, Ye Fan ran away in a hurry.
"You brat, you have no manners at all. Just listen to what I have to say!"
The old man cursed and yelled at Ye Fan who ran away, but there was no anger at all on his face, only a helpless smile.
After Ye Fan left, he called God Jiang, and the two came to the cell together.
In the cell, Xing Tian had been frightened for several days, fearing that one day he would end up like the female slave.
He had heard that dozens of swords pierced the body of the female slave at the same time, and the scene was very bloody. The blood left behind took a long time to clean up.
Under this situation, as soon as Ye Fan and Di Jiang arrived at the cell, Xing Tian shrank into the corner in fear.
"What do you mean, you are so big, can you still shrink yourself?"
Ye Fan spoke without mercy.
Only then did Xing Tian feel aggrieved and moved out from the corner.
"Hold out your hand."
Ye Fan said sharply.
Xing Tian looked extremely frightened. He had no idea what Ye Fan was going to do to him.
He glanced at Di Jiang next to him, thinking that the person in charge of Guangming Pavilion was here, and Ye Fan would not go too far, so he felt relieved.
He handed over his hand tremblingly.
When he stretched out his hand, 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 he felt evil for a while.
He has already planned everything in his mind.
First, he knocked Ye Fan down when he was not prepared, and then unexpectedly injured Di Jiang.
Although Di Jiang is much stronger than himself, if he just wants to escape from here, there is still no problem.
Unfortunately, his idea was interrupted before he could put it into action.
A severe pain spread from his wrist to his whole body, causing him to fall to the ground and writhe in pain.
"Look, I'm not wrong. As soon as this guy was liberated, he didn't want to do any good things."
Ye Fan looked at Xing Tian, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and pursed his lips towards Di Jiang.
"But it would be a pity to kill him directly. It's better to use him for your own use. He can't make any trouble anyway."
Xing Tian was lying on the ground rolling around, listening to the conversation between the two without tears.