The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Ning Xi raised her fingertips and a cluster of orange flame aura appeared, and hit the woman in the photo.

"Jie Jie Jie!" Several strange screams came from the photo.

The originally tender and affectionate woman's face instantly became distorted, and Mr. Yan also woke up from his sluggish state.

He was shocked when he saw the changes in the photo, but he still refused to let go and shouted eagerly: "Rourou, is it you? Is it you?"

Ning Xi frowned slightly, she realized that Mr. Yan was too obsessed with the woman in the photo.

Forcibly snatching the photo frame from his hand, she said coldly: "She is not your Rourou!"

Then the flames on the fingertips suddenly turned into two streams of light, which penetrated into the eyes of the woman in the photo.

"Ah!!" A scream came from the photo, but this time it sounded more like a male voice.

With this scream, the photo frame instantly began to shatter, and the photo was set on fire.

Mr. Yan's eyes widened and he wanted to grab the photo to extinguish the burning flames. He shouted with a tragic look of death: "No, don't!"

Ning Xi was affected by his emotion as if he was about to lose everything, and immediately withdrew the spiritual fire that attacked the photo, extinguishing half of the fire.

"No, no!" Mr. Yan's eyes were filled with moisture as he looked at the half-remaining photo, but both the woman and the boy were burned away and couldn't help but feel pity. For a moment, he seemed much older.

"Grandpa!" Yan Bohan couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he saw this, and quickly went over to help the old man who was about to fall down at any time and never get up again.

Ning Xi said: "Don't be sad, old man, this photo can be restored."

Then a touch of restorative power passed from her fingertips to the photo.

The half-burned photos began to recover miraculously. Mr. Yan and Yan Bohan's eyes widened when they saw it, with a sense of disbelief as if they were dreaming.

"This, how is this possible!" The two people exclaimed one after another.

The photo was restored in Ning Xi's hands, as if it had never been burned. It was amazing afterwards!

Ning Xi handed the photo to Mr. Yan, "The photo has been restored, but the frame needs to be replaced."

Mr. Yan carefully held the photo like a treasure and kept caressing it. His eyes were dim with tears and he said with some choking: "As long as the photo is okay!"

Yan Bohan looked at the three people in the photo again, exuding the warmth of a family.

He wanted to ask something, but seeing that Mr. Yan was still immersed in the emotion just now, he swallowed the words that were on his tongue.

Ning Xi said softly at this time: "Let's go out and sit down, and let Mr. Yan be alone first."

Yan Bohan asked worriedly: "Is it okay to let grandpa stay alone in the bedroom?"

"Dong Yan, you are more resilient than you thought. Just wait until he calms down." Ning Xi said.

Only then did Yan Bohan let go of Mr. Yan's hand and followed Ning Xi and the others out of the bedroom.

After thinking about it, he closed the bedroom door.

Walking to the outside lounge and sitting down, Yan Bohan felt a little heavy.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his face to calm himself down.

He quickly suppressed the doubts in his heart. What he cared about most was his grandfather's body, so he looked at Ning Xi and asked, "Master Ning, does the evil spirit on my grandfather come from that photo?"

Even he could see the problem with the photo, but he couldn't figure out why there was evil in the photo that his grandfather had saved for many years.

As grandpa said, if it was a problem with the photos, then why are you now seriously ill?