But in half a cup of tea, there was no trace of scars on the man's hands, and his skin was smooth and delicate and pale.

Feng Chenglin slowly raised his head, facing the man's eyes, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth: "You... are not bad! If someone kills you, you can recover quickly!"

"Yes, so... I can't die!" The man withdrew his hand, his eyes instantly gloomy: "Do you know? When I first got this ability, I was ecstatic because I felt that this was a gift from God!"

"Isn't it a gift?" Feng Chenglin said sourly: "I don't know if it is God's gift to me if someone who has such a gift can be met by me!"

"But when this gift comes with me gradually loses my feelings, I will treat it as the punishment given to me by God..."

"Lost your feelings?" Feng Chenglin was shocked.

I haven't heard Ling Luoyu say this!

"As time goes by, I find...my sense of taste, smell, touch, and even... desires are gradually disappearing!"

Feng Chenglin held back his laughter and pretended to be heavy: "That's miserable!"

Everything else is easy to say!

This is the most painful and despairing thing for the disappearance of desire!

"No..." The man seemed to see through Feng Chenglin and shook his head heavily: "You won't understand that kind of despair...especially when you are trying your best to get out of the predicament and despair, someone presses down another brick on your head, making you unable to get out of the mud in your life..."

"Press down a brick? Who?" Feng Chenglin was energetic.

What I want to talk about later is probably the key point!

"That person...can't be the Lord of God?"

“…”

The man's expression suddenly changed and he suddenly straightened his body.

"You...how did you know..."

"Guess it!" Feng Chenglin interrupted him and waved his hand indifferently: "You use so nervousness, you can guess something with your tail... You think! Since you can make a hundred poison soup, you must be not an ordinary person! It can make you, an unusual person, feel desperate, then that person must be very powerful..."

He suddenly felt like he was in a hurry and lowered his voice mysteriously.

"Besides, so many puppets... As the behind-the-scenes envoy, the Lord of God must be inseparable from your despair!"

Feng Chenglin had an intuition that the puppet had an inseparable relationship with the man in front of him, and the person who had no room for maneuvering was the only one who could be the Lord of God.

"Puppet...Puppet!!" A trace of pain and despair appeared in the man's eyes: "They became like this, and I was all hurt by it... If I hadn't tried the medicine with my body and turned into this, the Lord of God would not have thought about it and would not have killed so many people!!"

"You mean, these people... are actually going to become yours?" Feng Chenglin understood something and took a breath: "The original intention of the Lord of God is to create an army that is... like you, immortal...?"

"right!!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

I have to say that this God Lord really dares to think in his head!

"His original intention was to make those people as me, half-dead... But I didn't expect that Bai Du Decoction was too toxic, and my disciples could not remember how to save me or what medicine they used, so that during that time, all the people who participated in the test died..."
Chapter completed!