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Chapter 194 Crazy Ability

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"Uncle~ Are you really the 'Danghu Male God'?" Sun Youmiao chewed the apple with a slight blushing face and kept looking at Wang Yan secretly.

He is handsome and friendly to the little girl. In just a few minutes, Uncle Wang's word "Wang" disappeared without realizing it.

Wang Yan peeled an orange, and the sweet and sour taste made him feel salivated. He smiled and joked, "What? You don't look like it!"

"It's really similar, even the name is the same. I didn't dare to ask you before." Sun Youmiao nodded quickly with a red face, "And I think you seem to be more handsome than the one in the photo."

“Is there any?”

Wang Yan smiled and touched his face, then pretended to be melancholy and sighed: "Oh, I become a little handsome every day, what should I do?"

"Hehe!" Sun Youmiao couldn't help laughing at him, "Uncle, you are not as cold as the rumored ones. I must tell my classmates that they like you very much."

"Really?" Wang Yan deliberately pretended to be amazed, "I didn't expect me to be so popular? Then, Miaomiao, do you like uncle?"

"I like it, uncle, you must sign Miaomiao and sign a few more. I will envy my classmates to go back."

After laughing and making a fuss, the girl forgot her worries and sorrows for the time being.

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"Xiao Li." Feng Yuande coughed twice, drank tea, and said leisurely, "You are a bit too much. You also know that our East China Branch has a lot of talents, so can Miaomiao have a better environment for growth."

Li Fanming, with a national face, had no demeanor at this time. He blushed and stared at him and said, "Old Feng. Although you are a senior, you can't rely on your seniority. But Sun Shu is from my Central China Branch. Of course, his daughter belongs to our Central China Branch."

"Haha, Xiao Li, you are wrong." Feng Yuande said with a righteous face and righteous words, "It has been reform and opening up long ago and is in line with the world. Do you think it is still an old society that can eat people and not spit bones? Oh, the children born by the Changgong family are also the Changgong family of my family. The remaining feudal ideas are undesirable."

"Hey, Lao Feng, don't exaggerate me." In order to fight for Sun Youmiao, Li Fanming even Lao Feng came out, blushing and argued with a reasonable face, "Our State-False Bureau is certainly not a feudal social bureaucracy, we are the government department that defends the country. Our old comrade Sun Shu died, and his children should join our Central China Branch, so that they can get better care from their colleagues and contribute to the country and the people."

"You also said that our responsibility is to defend our country. Where isn't we going to defend our country?" Feng Yuande took a leisurely sip of the tea ceremony, "Oh. Could it be that according to your opinion, your Central China Branch is for the country and the people, and when you arrive at my East China Branch, you can be harmed by rice insects?"

"You..." Li Fanming almost squirted out an old blood!

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"Uncle, let me see if your flame superpower is good?" With Wang Yan's little efforts and the calming effect of some drugs, Sun Youmiao's mood stabilized a lot and entered the happy interaction with Wang Yan.

"no problem."

After eating the last orange, Wang Yan snapped his fingers.

"Bang!"

A red flame burst out from his fingertips, and the flames were dancing in a charming way, making people dazzled. Then his palms closed and slowly opened, and a red fire chain appeared between his palms. Then his palms danced repeatedly, and the fire chain was twisted into various colorful fire rings and fire dragons.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Sun Youmiao was dazzled and confused, sometimes exclaiming and worrying, sometimes cheering and envious. And what is very magical is that the fire cannot hurt my uncle at all.

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"Hmph! Just be so handsome." Li Fanming looked at the scene in the monitor and seemed to realize something was wrong. He said with a pale face, "Did this guy used to be performing magic on the streets? Isn't it the most common flame ability? He played a flower for him. He didn't study the skills of killing enemies, and just studied these small ways to make the little girl happy."

As for the Pure Yang True Fire, it is a secret in the secret. If you hadn't seen Yan Zun's use of it back then, it would be difficult to recognize Wang Yan's flames at once.

"Haha, Xiao Li. Now young people have a different idea from us." Feng Yuande smiled and patted Li Fanming's shoulder and said, "Just like a forced melon is not sweet. The older generation should choose the future path for the young people themselves."

"Old Feng, what do you mean?" Li Fanming's heart was inexplicably pounding, and he felt a little bad premonition.

"It's very simple. We should give Sun Youmiao a chance to choose from." Feng Yuande leaned his back on the chair with certainty, drinking tea leisurely, and saying no more.

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Wang Yan's slender and clean hands were closed, and the gorgeous flames filled his body like a tide. The amazing and dazzling flame performance just now disappeared like a dreamy firework.

Sun Youmiao held the bed sheet tightly with his little hands, his face flushed slightly excitedly, and his eyes were moist and full of spirit. He was obviously deeply attracted by this dreamlike performance. He breathed slightly and said, "Uncle, your flame is so beautiful, so magical, Miaomiao still wants to see it."

"There are opportunities to see in the future." Wang Yan smiled and rubbed her hair, "Your task now is to have a good rest, and I'll come back to see you."

"No, uncle." Sun Youmiao's agile eyes darkened, and he was a little reluctant to leave. His little hands grabbed Wang Yan's sleeve, and Chu Chu's pitiful eyes suddenly lit up, "Why try Miaomiao's superpowers, uncle, please give me some advice."

"This..." Wang Yan hesitated slightly, worried about her body.

"Uncle, don't worry, Miaomiao is in good spirits and is not tired at all." Sun Youmiao pulled Wang Yan's sleeve, shook it twice, and then looked at him with a beacon, "Just one, one, one."

The little eyes were very agile, as if they could speak.

Wang Yan still felt very caring about this girl. If she left now and was alone, she would probably think of sad things again. She softened her heart and said, "Okay, just take a break. Your body is still recovering and cannot be over-consuming."

"Uncle~ You are so nice." Sun Youmiao smiled with satisfaction.

Wang Yan looked around the ward and there were still many flower baskets and bouquets in the house. Just as he was about to pick a carnation to test her supernatural powers, Sun Youmiao said, "Uncle, I want to try a cactus."

Cactus? Wang Yan was slightly surprised, but saw a pot of cactus on the windowsill. No, to be precise, it was a pot of cactus. The ball was about the size of a fist, and it was covered with hard needles of more than one centimeter.

Wang Yan held the cactus and went to the sickbed. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Miaomiao, this cactus is ugly. Even if you make it bigger, it won't look good. How could you like this?"

"No, the cactus is so chubby and beautiful." Sun Youmiao stretched out her white fingers and gently fiddled with its long spikes. She said with interest, "Also, when I was playing plants and zombies, I really liked cactus."

Plants vs. Zombies?

Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly. The girl's thoughts are really special now.

However, Wang Yan also heard it. Her meaning was very clear. She wanted to try whether plants could be converted into attack weapons. It seems that the girl didn't mention it on the surface, but she was actually very concerned about her father's death.

"Concentrate and feel the energy in your body." Wang Yan held the cactus and whispered, "Yes, that's it."

Sun Youmiao's big, moist eyes flashed and stared at the cactus. A vibrant green aura lingered at her fingertips, and then it sank into the cactus like raindrops.

In the blink of an eye, something magical happened.

The fat green sphere grows larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally gray-green surface becomes green and transparent, and a trace of shiny liquid can even be seen flowing under its skin. The needle prick of the cactus slowly appears with a dense metallic luster, and the tip of the needle is chilled.

In just one minute, the green energy in Sun Youmiao's body had run out. Sweat was oozing on her forehead, and she leaned against the sickbed with a slight breath, looking a little disappointed and apologized: "Uncle, I can only do this."

"I've done it well enough. I remember when I just woke up my supernatural powers, I could only lit a cigarette." Wang Yan took a towel to wipe her sweat, and then looked at the mutated cactus with curiosity.

Wang Yan is not just comforting her. This ability to give life to plants and promote plant growth and evolution in a short period of time is really magical. This cactus has grown to the size of a football in just one minute. The chubby sphere is as green as imperial green jade, crystal clear and beautiful.

In terms of appearance, this cactus is already the best among the best. I believe that the buyer you like will pay a lot of money to buy this cactus.

The biggest change is actually its needle pricks. Each needle prick, about three centimeters long, is full of a thick cuticle hardness. The needle tip is very sharp, dense black metallic, exuding a dangerous and cold light. You can imagine the pain that pierces a person's body.

"But Miaomiao originally thought that its needle could eject out and attack." Sun Youmiao shook her head slightly disappointed.

"Miaomiao, let's take your time and walk step by step. Wait until your supernatural powers are strong..." Wang Yan said halfway, and his sensitive hearing captured a "clang" sound.

A sac on the cactus ball tightened and shrank, and a three-centimeter-long spike spewed out like a cold light passing by, piercing Wang Yan's face.

After the six senses were instantly activated, Wang Yan blocked and clamped his fingers, and grabbed the sharp thorn in time. Before he could be surprised, suddenly, he was soothing!

Dozens, no, hundreds of sharp thorns enveloped Wang Yan like rain of arrows.
Chapter completed!
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