"How is it?" Grandma Yin's voice was firm, "Do you want to continue to waste time with us?"

The White Lady looked very ugly.

The Emperor of Ding sat in a high position. He listened to his subordinates' report and immediately pressed his eyebrows and sneered: "Idiot."

"When making puppets, you have to think about squeezing out their last bit of usefulness."

"I actually cut off my last retreat."

He was extremely irritated, "This road is not working."

The Emperor did not continue to sit in the high position.

He stood up and set his sight on Nan Hui beside him.

She was boiling syrup little by little as she said at the beginning.

Probably because I was born with my hands, I didn’t do it very well.

The originally bad mood of Dinghuang was even worse, "I will send it here after I have learned it."

The servant cuckoo next to him nodded immediately.

He glanced at Nan Hui with sympathy.

Without this layer of human skin, the adults are very good to Nan Hui. I originally thought that after wearing human skin, the adults should treat her better. After all, the adults used to be Zerg, so maybe his aesthetic is still on the side of the human race? They don’t like Zerg’s little mother insects.

But who knew that it was the human skin that Dinghuang chose himself, but after wearing it, it was sometimes good and sometimes bad for Nan Hui.

Sometimes my eyes stare at her with a deep look, and I will have a gentle smile.

Sometimes, because Nan Hui did something, his temper suddenly became worse.

The servants don’t understand, and Nan Hui did nothing wrong, right?

When making sugar, Zergs don’t know how to make sugar.

"Miss Nanhui, please practice more. If you are unhappy, you will not have any good results. You must know that if you are kind to you, you can live a good life here." The servants and the servants came to Nanhui and kept persuading.

Nan Hui absent-mindedly stirring the syrup.

It’s not that she can’t do the stuttering.

But it was too shocked.

Because the more you go, the more you are in the human race, the memory of how to make sugar will surge.

She always thought she had forgotten.

But when I really encountered these things, I remembered them again.

She also picked up the three-color candy given by the Emperor and ate one.

The taste is very similar to the sugar she made before, not exactly the same. After all, no one makes the same dish without a recipe. Even if there is a recipe, the taste of different people who hold the spoon is different.

But the taste is infinitely close, and it can be seen that it has been improved little by little.

The Emperor definitely recognizes her as a human race.

Unlike those young talents who are shining in their territory and are deeply loved by the mother tree.

She is really ordinary.

With average talent and average ability, he is the daughter of a very ordinary candy shop.

If you say the only thing worthy of praise is that the sugar is made of more delicious than others.

Moreover, the sugar she made was added with some recovery medicine. Some people don’t want to take the bitter medicine, so they will bring a new generation of sugar. When they are injured, they take two mouthfuls. But she can do this kind of recovery sugar and others can do it, and it’s nothing great.

She even doesn't remember when she came into contact with a big shot like Dinghuang.

When Dinghuang was young, he was a disciple of the mother tree in his territory, so naturally everyone knew it.

If she had seen it, she would definitely not be unable to remember it!

While thinking, Nan Hui stirred the spoon in her hand. The memory of the human period was already blurred.

Moreover, insectization also has an impact on her head.

Although she found the white berries before her soul was completely wormed, she did not turn herself into a completely wormed Zerg, but it was not a matter of a day or two to become her like this.

The memory of the human race seems to be something from the previous life.

"Remember it quickly." Nan Hui urged anxiously in her heart, "It must be echoed, where did you meet him."

The syrup in the pot pushed up semi-transparent bubbles.

When it explodes, it is still stuck in and out.

Just like her unclear thoughts at this moment.

There is no intention of the Emperor Ding to care about the White Lady.

Mrs. White also knew that this move might not work.

After the irritability, he suddenly calmed down strangely.

"Sure enough, your age is not as good as the trays, and you have not been able to carry you to this position in vain." White Lady looked at Grandma Yin and said with a slight smile, "I really can't stay here forever."

"But since you said that."

"Then I'll solve all these puppets within today."

His gaze fell gently on the mother tree.

She did not resent him because he said these words. This was the thing that made White Lady most unwilling to accept.

Without love, there is no hatred.

All his provocations, and all his efforts, were like hitting cotton. If others hate him or are unable to be angry, so what if they are no longer able to do so?

What he wanted most was to see the change of emotions appearing on the tramp's face again.

He didn't want to believe that the mother tree was really not left with love at all.

Always doing something futile.

But White Lady doesn't regret it.

Even if there is no love and hate, let her remember him. Even if she has to do enough and bad things, as long as she can remember him forever, it will be done.

"Come." White Lady raised her hand, "pressed all the puppets."

"How to torture it, let it be with you."

White Lady looked at the time.

"I can stay here for two more hours."

"After two hours, just kill them completely." The people behind him suddenly smiled happily.

They all raised their hands and walked up.

They also know that this method of letting the puppets deceive people can only be used once.

And after using this one, it became difficult to get the flesh and blood of those aliens.

They are angry now!

These puppets became the best outlet for catharsis.

All the puppets were restored to consciousness. After all, torture and excitement were needed, these people had to react. Several puppets who were being grabbed with their hair and dragged forward were rubbed on the ground. They tried hard to lift their necks.

He said loudly to Mother Tree: "We are not afraid!"

"Don't fall into the trap!"

"Mother Tree, take our family back."

"Don't let them see."

In the mother tree territory, there are traitors like Bai Xun and Dinghuang who claim to be disappointed in the world and complain about themselves and attack and retaliate against everyone. There are also warriors who are suppressed and do not surrender!

Many of the aliens who were pressed by the mother tree showed fierce resistance. Their eyes were red and they watched their children be tortured in front of them.

I just want to rush out and kill it to the death!

What's scary about death?

"Let me go out, Mother Tree, please!"

"I'm not afraid of death!"

Such shouts are endless.

None of the puppets who were dragged and cut and treated in the most cruel way before everyone's eyes spoke out.

They bit their teeth into pieces.

He didn't make any noise, for fear that his shouting would reach his family's ears, causing them to lose control, be crazy, and blame themselves until they couldn't sleep at night.

Let Yin Nian in the pool think of the warriors in Wanyu.

Think of the prophet.

I think of many people.
Chapter completed!