The evil spirit came in horror, and Xu Yuan was blocked by Huang Pizi at the beginning.
The yellow-skinned man is standing there. Fellow fellow, fellow fellow, do you think I look like a human being or a god?
Before Xu Yuan could speak, two reminders appeared in front of him.
Option one, say it looks like a human. Reward: Its moral character will be ruined, it will haunt itself to death in the future, and it will die immediately.
Option two, say it is like a god, reward it, and it will find your current home. From now on, you will serve it as your grandson for generations to come, and it will end in humiliating death.
Option three, kill Huang Pizi and obtain Huang Pizi's two hundred years of Taoism!
Xu Yuan unbuttoned his buttons, and there was a dragon with three heads and six arms tattooed on his heart, Guan Gong with eyes open on his back, Zhong Kui on his left hand holding a magic sword, his right arm holding a golden bowl of Fa Hai, a headless Xing on his left leg fighting against heaven and earth, and on his right leg the Great Sage Qitian wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace.
Xu Yuan smiled and said, "Do I look like a human being or a god?"
