Countless pale black silk threads that only Mu Bai could see intertwined in the air, and imprisoned the body of the 'Little Sunflower' in mid-air like a bundle.

The little puppet sat on Mu Bai's shoulder, with his fingers crossed and closed, if he had seen Mu Bai operating the doll, he would find that its handprints were the same as her at that time.

And the source of these silk threads is the hair of the little puppet, which has been promoted to a puppet baby, which naturally has some changes, and even has an extra ability.

That was the 'control' skill similar to the master, which even surprised Mu Bai rarely.

As far as she knew, it seemed that no puppet would derive abilities similar to those of their master.

However, Mu Bai has always been a big-hearted master, and even has a great tolerance for her own puppets, so this is not a bad thing for her.

"There are only six petals, how can there be so many more petals? Even the shape is different, one head has become two heads." Mu Bai took a closer look.

If you hadn't caught it with your own hands through the little puppet in the "master control" form, you would have to wonder if the six-petal giant neon flower had been dropped halfway.

"But that's okay, at least you should be able to make a puppet."

Although for some reason, the six-petal giant neon twin flower was obviously eaten by the little puppeteer, but now it seems to have grown again.

But as long as this 'material' allows her to make a second puppet, nothing else matters.

Mu Baiyi pulled out the petals of the upper half finger length of the 'Little Sunflower' with one hand, and it trembled in pain, but the next second it grew out on the ground again, filling the gap again.

"Huh? Can it grow again?" She was pleasantly surprised, and plucked many petals with her hand, almost pulling out a bald one.

And those petals really grew back under her nose, but the more she went to the back, the speed of growth was much slower, and even the color was a little lighter.

Compared to the other flower head that has never been touched, it looks like it has faded, and it looks very funny.

The little puppet let go of his hand, and the little sunflower fell to the ground weakly, and two long strips like hands held his flower head miserably.

It jumped down, plucked a piece with some curiosity like Mu Bai, and then stretched out to her like a treasure.

Mu Bai took it with satisfaction, and then put the petals in his hand on the white bear's empty chest, and stretched out the puppet silk with his fingertips, spontaneously repairing it.

"You've got a big surprise for me!" Her eyes were full of joy.

If this flower can grow repeatedly, it is equivalent to the infinite production of materials for making puppets, and you can make as many puppets as you want in the future.

At least you don't have to struggle to find materials in the future.

It's beautiful to think about!

Mu Baiyi's eyes when he looked at the little sunflower were filled with some friendship, but it felt a cool breeze blowing, and in its opinion, it was a look of ill will.

"Little puppet, do you want to be nice to it in the future?" She smiled and bent her eyebrows, and said to the little puppet, "How many 'brothers and sisters' you have in the future, but it depends on it."

When the little puppet heard this, his face was stunned, and he unconsciously pursed his mouth and nodded at her very obediently.

When turning to the little sunflower, his expression instantly darkened, although his eyes were still closed, the little sunflower felt that it was very unhappy, very unhappy, this was only for himself.

Before that, the little puppet had not shown its emotions so clearly to it, and if it was ignored before, it was now hostile to it.

And it is a subtle, imperceptible hostility. At least in the face of Mu Bai, the negative emotions subsided completely.

Little Sunflower wanted to cry without tears, it didn't know how it got into trouble with these two Buddhas, it was even more difficult to deal with than its natural enemies.