Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 382 384. The First Finished Product

After pouring water with her blood on the clay doll according to his own ideas, he blew on the clay doll——

This is how the miracle happened, so in Mu Lingge's random fiddling, the first clay puppet successfully transformed into a human appearance, but the newly formed human has no expression, and its body is also very stiff , and more importantly, this person is more than half smaller than the actual normal person, only about [-] centimeters.

"Hey! I blew air, but why didn't it rise? Could it be that my blood is not enough? The air is not pure enough?" So, she put another half bowl of blood into the basin, and then put it on the newly formed person He poured half a bowl over, and then took another breath.

I saw that the puppet shook several times at first, and then the body grew taller little by little, little by little, and finally, it grew into a normal person.

"Oh! Is this a success?" She always felt that something was wrong, and after letting this 'person' move a few times according to her instructions, she suddenly realized, and found the corresponding figure from the Soul Locking Tower. After taking the soul and casting a spell to make it unite with the soul and body, this person is completely alive.

"Wen Rufeng, thank you Master for your kindness of reinvention!" This is a young man, and one can vaguely see Wen Yan from his face - after all, they are relatives with the same blood, and it is normal to have similarities, but , when Mu Linge met his clear eyes, she slightly moved her eyes away.

Yes, she couldn't afford this thank you, the reason why Wen Rufeng died was also because of herself, so she was just atoning for herself, she couldn't afford this gratitude.

"Wen, Wen Rufeng, get up quickly, and don't call me master, I'm just, just—"

"Rufeng was reborn because of the master, so you are my master, Rufeng is willing to go through fire and water for his master, and he will do whatever he wants!"

Mu Linge was ashamed. For the next half hour or so, she repeatedly emphasized not to thank her, not to call her master, but Wen Rufeng didn't know where her stubbornness came from, and she didn't say a word. , Kneeling there like this, looking at her with eyes as clear as Mo Xiang's eyes, insisting silently.

"Well, you won." She sighed, the master is the master, as long as they can save them all, it doesn't matter why they call her.

So in the following time, Wen Rufeng was in charge of mixing the mud, and Mu Linge was in charge of making the clay puppets. Although there was an extra helper, she didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. There was no difference before making one, so at dawn, they made less than twenty clay puppets in total.

Now, these clay puppets are lying quietly by the pool, and Mu Lingge has set up three layers of barriers inside and out, and it can be said that it has reached a situation where no one can break in except herself.

"Master, it's dawn. Rufeng made breakfast for the master, and invite the master to have a meal." Wen Rufeng skillfully found a place to cook in the Ziwei Palace. The variety is still very rich.

"This is what you did?"

"Yes, master. Because I don't know what kind of taste the master likes, Rufeng made a portion of breakfast from four places in the south, east, north and west. I hope the master will enjoy the meal." Wen Rufeng smiled shyly.

(End of this chapter)