That way, like a newborn calf, you don’t know what fear is.

"Brother Pangu, I have another clay man. What name should I give him?"

Looking at the clay man who was alive in his hand, Nuwa not only screamed in surprise again, but also had the idea of ​​giving him a name.

"You can see the clay man you make yourself."

After hearing Nuwa's words, Pangu thought about it for a few seconds and decided to stand by and watch.

Because he just thought about it.

All Yan Emperors have it.

Maybe the next one is Huangdi.

Both of these two are ancestors.

As a descendant of Yan and Huang, it is not good for him to interrupt.

"Well, Brother Pangu, this second clay man has more yellowish colors. Since the first one is called Yan Emperor, why not just call him Huang Emperor?"

Hearing Pangu's words, Nuwa looked at the clay man in her hand and said to herself.

"Damn it, it's true that I'm called Huangdi, but fortunately I didn't interrupt."

When Pangu heard the name Nuwa gave the second clay man, he remained calm on the surface, but he couldn't help but exclaim in secret.

Now it's OK.

The clay man pinched out the two ancestors.

Should he kneel?
Chapter completed!