The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The eyes that the male and female disciples looked at Caspian with made people uncomfortable.

They seemed to be looking at a fool.

However, Caspian didn’t care.

He only noticed Butterfly Zoila’s reaction.

Butterfly Zoila was indeed different from those male and female disciples at this time.

With one hand on her cheek, she entered a state of deep thought.

After a while, her brows relaxed as if she had understood something and was about to answer Caspian’s question.

Before he could speak, the male disciple next to Caspian, whose seat had just been occupied by Caspian, could not wait to ridicule him.

“The puppet displayed its magic.

You are really wishful.

If a puppet can really do that, how can it be called a puppet? It’s better to call it a cultivator.”

The reason why the male disciple said so at this moment was naturally because he wanted to vent his previous resentment.

However, Caspian completely ignored him. He didn’t even glance at him, but continued to look at Butterfly Zoila and said, “What do you think of this question?”

“You!” Realizing that he was ignored, the male disciple immediately stood up and glared at Caspian.

If Butterfly Zoila hadn’t been there and he didn’t want his image to be ruined, the male disciple would have attacked Caspian.

“I think if we can perfect some of the running problems of formations, it is possible to let the puppet perform magic, or even magical power,” Butterfly Zoila looked at Caspian and said.

“It’s not possible, but it can…” Caspian’s tone was very sure.

The reason was simple.

He had seen a puppet that could perform magic with his own eyes.

And at this moment, he hadn’t told Butterfly Zoila and others that the puppet could not only use magic, but also retained part of its consciousness when it was alive.

everyone present would

Zoila fell into deep

male cultivator couldn’t help but hold his arms again and said sarcastically,

of the disciples who know

the puppet being able to

to use

Caspian glanced at him and

breath, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Caspian. “Say

time, Butterfly Zoila waved her hand and

puppet uses the magic, but I haven’t seen it yet because I have little

up at Caspian and said, “An excellent puppet master must be an excellent array master, and an excellent array master may not necessarily be an excellent

in the Formation Path, swallowing mountains

exert the power of a

power and magics can be used as long as they are

normal for the puppet to

involve some steps that I haven’t figured out for the

collected merit points to teach everyone, I will naturally not talk about some questions that

mention it, but it

were like a slap to the face of the male

to vent his anger on Butterfly Zoila,

Caspian also felt helpless.

were there always so many people in the world who felt that they understood everything and

put forward any different opinions, it would attract

to discuss with Butterfly Zoila about how to use

the previous conversation, Caspian could guess that Butterfly Zoila did have her own unique thinking about the refining of the

of formations was obviously

had benefited a lot from

male disciple completely exploded because

like this?” The male disciple jumped up from the cushion and pointed at Caspian.

spend 10 merit points to come here and listen to the

than

like to make trouble, but if someone

“You, you!”

male disciple pointed at Caspian. He was short of breath, his nostrils opened and closed,

Zoila and saw that she didn’t seem

looked