Seeing the old man Fuxi's expression of needing a beating, Ye Fan grabbed a bunch of his beard and exerted a slight force. Fuxi grinned in pain and begged for mercy again and again.
"Do you know how to respect your elders? Old man, I'm pretty old no matter what. After all, even if I'm your grandfather, you're taking advantage of me. You're treating me like this!"
Fuxi rubbed his chin aggrievedly and protected his precious beard.
Ye Fan smiled.
"You, the old man, just think of yourself as a child-loving person. I believe that with your strength, you will definitely be able to capture him!"
Forced by Ye Fan's power, old man Fuxi walked up to Hanling Hualuo.
He took out a writing brush and a small bottle from the ring. The small bottle contained a pale golden liquid.
Fuxi dipped his brush into some of the pale golden liquid and began to write and draw on Hanling Hualuo.
Old Man Fuxi drew the runes very smoothly without making any mistakes.
Ye Fan watched from the sidelines and couldn't help but marveled.
After all, Han Ling Hua Luo is a girl, and there are some places that are not suitable to be exposed, so the old man simply painted them on her clothes.
"Old man, can you draw it on your clothes?"
Ye Fan couldn't help but asked curiously.
Old Man Fuxi rolled his eyes and explained to Ye Fan angrily.
"A true master of runes can apply runes to a human body without touching them. However, that is what the legendary Sanqing can do. Old man, I still have some skills!"
Ye Fan nodded. Today, he gained some experience.
Without much effort, the old man painted runes all over Hanlin Hualuo's body.
The bottle of pale golden liquid has also been used up.
Spiritual power poured out from the old man's body, and the runes emerged from Han Ling Hua Luo's body, flickering and exuding golden light.
When the old man controlled the runes to fall again, he seemed to have encountered great resistance.
"I don't know who the person who cast the curse is, but he's really quite capable!"
The old man's eyes showed a bit of surprise.
It has been a long time since anyone could compete with him in terms of runes. Now that he has met a rare opponent, he is naturally very excited.
Under the control of the old man, the runes on Han Ling Hua Luo no longer melted toward her, but quickly rotated around Han Lin Hua Luo.
The old man was multitasking. While controlling the runes, he picked up the brush, dipped it in the remaining golden liquid, and began to write and draw in the air.
Wherever the brush stroked, there were traces of light gold left behind.
The newly drawn golden runes were integrated into Han Ling Hua Luo's body under the control of Old Man Fuxi.
An expression of pain suddenly appeared on Han Ling's face.
She twisted her body impatiently, trying to break free from the torture rack.
"Hahaha, Ye Fan, we will meet again. When the time comes, I hope I can hear a satisfactory answer!"
Hanling Hualuo opened her eyes and laughed wildly.
"Good guy, you can still take control of this body under my suppression!"
Fuxi couldn't help but be a little shocked, and once again increased the output of his spiritual power.
Under Fuxi's control, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Hanling Hualuo also fainted again.
After Han Ling Hua Luo fainted, the pale golden runes integrated into her body.
Fuxi took a long breath.
"Okay, I have eradicated the puppet spell in her body."