"It doesn't matter, this is just a puppet." He Lingchuan said calmly, "You can burn it or eat it as you like, but I won't come again next time. You just stay here and be the watchdog of the gods, waiting for the food in your basin.
There’s going to be less and less dog food.”
The red-hot lava was about to rush to the feet, but the puppet stood still, expressionless.
This kind of ordinary person will melt as soon as you iron it.
The old god He Lingchuan is here.
When the magma was still two feet away from the living person, it stopped.
Its surface kept trembling, but it couldn't make any progress.
It seems that Dean Xu Shichu of Shujin College is right when he says that dealing with intelligent creatures saves effort.
It can calculate the pros and cons and control one's emotions.
The puppet under He Lingchuan's control immediately said: "Can you create a clone? Give me one and we will keep in touch."
Chapter completed!