Chapter 194: Crazy power

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"Uncle ~ are you really the 'Danghu male god'?" Sun Youmiao nibbled at the apple, red-skinned and secretly looking at Wang Yan.
A good-looking person has a strong affinity for the little girl. It took only a few minutes for Uncle Wang ’s character to disappear unconsciously.
Wang Yan peeled an orange, and the sweet and sour taste made him talk, laughing and jokingly said: "Why? You look different !?"
"Like, it's really like, even with the same name. I, I didn't dare to ask you before." Sun Youmiao nodded in a hurry and said, "And, I think you seem to be more handsome than the photos."
"Is there?"
Wang Yan smiled and touched his face, then sighed pretending to be melancholy, "Ah, I get a little handsome every day, what can I do?"
"Giggle!" Sun Youmiao couldn't help laughing because he was amused. "Uncle, you are not as cold and unapproachable as the rumor. I must talk back to my classmates, they can like you."
"Really?" Wang Yan pretended to look amazed. "I didn't expect me to be so popular? Then, Miao Miao, do you like uncle?"
"Like, uncle, you must sign Miao Miao, sign a few more, look back and envy the dead students."
The laughter caused the girl to forget her worries and worries for the time being.
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"Xiao Li." Feng Yuande coughed twice, drinking tea, and said casually, "You said it too much, and you also know that our East China branch has a large number of talents, which can give Miao Miao a better growth environment. Well."
Li Fanming of Guozi face, there is still a little bit of grace at this time, with a red face and staring, said: "Old Feng, although you are a senior, you can't rely on the old and sell the old. But Sun Shu is from my Central China branch, and his daughter certainly belongs to us. Central China Branch. "
"Oh, Xiao Li, you are wrong." Feng Yuande's face was right, and his righteous words were strict. "Now it has been reformed and opened up, and it is in sync with the world. Do you think that it is still an old society that eats people and does not spit bones? Oh The children born in the Changgong family are also the long-term workers in my family? Remnant feudal thoughts are necessary. "
"Hey, old Feng, please don't put me on the line." In order to fight for the young seedlings, Li Fanming and even old Feng came out, arrogantly argued, "Of course, our National African Bureau is not a feudal social bureaucracy, we It is the government department that defends the home and protects the country. Our old comrade Sun Shu has sacrificed, and his children deserve to join our Central China branch, so that they can be better taken care of by colleagues and contribute to the country and the people. "
"You also said that our duty is to protect our country, but where is it not to protect our country?" Feng Yuande took a sip of the tea ceremony. "Oh, it's hard to tell what you mean, in your Central China branch is For the country and the people, when I reach the East China Branch, can I be raised as a rice worm? "
"You ..." Li Fanming almost spit out an old blood!
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"Uncle, let me see your flame power?" With Wang Yan's little bit of hard work and the calming effect of some drugs, Sun Youmiao's mood stabilized a lot and entered the joy of Wang Yan. In interaction.
"no problem."
After eating the last orange, Wang Yan snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
A red flame flew out of the fingertips, the flame flirtatious dancing, people dazzled. Immediately, his palms merged together, slowly pulling apart, and a red-red chain of fire appeared between his palms. Then he danced with his palms, and the chain of fire was twisted into a variety of colorful fire rings, fire dragons.
"Wow! So beautiful!"
Sun Youmiao looked dizzy and confused, sometimes exclaimed and worried, and sometimes cheered enviously. And it is amazing that the fire could not hurt the uncle at all.
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"Hum! I'll do my best to be handsome." Li Fanming looked at this scene on the monitor and seemed to realize that something was wrong, and his face was a little sullen. What is the common flame ability, but it has played a flower for him. Good enemy killing skills do not study, try to study these little means to make the girl happy. "
As for the true fire of Chunyang, it is a secret in secret. If you haven't seen Yan Zun's performance that year, it is difficult to recognize Wang Yan's flame at once.
"Oh, Xiao Li. Now young people are a bit different from ours." Feng Yuande patted Li Fanming's shoulder with a smile and said, "Just like the strong twisted melon is not sweet, we older generation should give young people Choose your own future path. "
"Old Feng, what do you mean?" Li Fanming's heart jumped inexplicably, giving birth to a strange hunch.
"It's very simple, we should give Sun Youmiao a chance of his own choice." Feng Yuande leaned back firmly on his chair, drinking tea leisurely, no longer talking.
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Wang Yan's slender and clean hands, like a pianist, gathered, and the gorgeous flame was absorbed into the body like tide. The awe-inspiring flame show just disappeared invisible like a dream firework.
Sun Youmiao clutched the bed sheet tightly with her small hands, her face slightly flushed with excitement, and her eyes were moist and full of radiance. Obviously, she was deeply attracted by this dreamlike performance. Breathing slightly said: "Uncle, you flame is so beautiful, so amazing, Miao Miao still want to see."
"There will be opportunities to watch later." Wang Yan smiled and rubbed her hair. "Your current task is to take a good rest. I will come back to see you again."
"No, uncle." Sun Youmiao's swift eyes dimmed, and she was reluctant. Small hands clasped Wang Yan's sleeves, and his pitiful eyes suddenly lit up again, "It's better to try Miaomiao's ability, uncle, you give pointers."
"This ..." Wang Yan hesitated slightly, worried about her body.
"Uncle, don't worry, Miao Miao's spirit is very good, not tired at all." Sun Youmiao pulled Wang Yan's sleeve, shook it twice, and then looked at him with his eyes, "Just click, click."
The little eyes were very flexible, as if they could speak.
Wang Yan felt very sorry for this girl. If she left now, she would be alone, fearing that she would remember sad things again. When the heart softened, he said, "Okay, just take a look. Your body is still recovering, and you can't consume it too much."
"Uncle ~ you are so nice." Sun Youmiao smiled contentedly.
Wang Yan looked around the ward, and there were still many flower baskets and bouquets in the room. When I just wanted to pick a carnation to test her ability, Sun Youmiao said, Uncle, I want to try a cactus.
Cough! cactus? Wang Yan was stunned, but he saw a pot of cactus on the window sill. No, to be exact, a pot of cactus. The sphere is about the size of a fist, and the whole body is covered with hard needles more than a centimeter.
Wang Yan took the fairy ball to the sickbed and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Miao Miao, this fairy ball is not ugly. You don't look good even if you make it bigger. How can you like this?"
"No, the fairy ball meat is very pretty." Sun Youmiao stretched out his pale fingers and gently fiddled with its long spikes, saying with great interest, "Also, when I play plants vs zombies , I really like cacti. "
Plants vs. Zombies?
The corners of Wang Yan's mouth slightly twitched, and now the girl's thoughts are really special.
But Wang Yan also heard it, and her meaning was very clear. She wanted to try if the plants could be transformed into attack weapons. It seems that the girl does not mention it on the surface, but she still really cares about her father's death.
"Concentrate and feel the energy in your body." Wang Yan held the fairy ball and whispered, "Yes, that's it."
Sun Youmiao's big, watery eyes stared at the fairy ball. A vibrant green breath lingered at her fingertips and then submerged into the fairy ball like raindrops.
In a blink of an eye, a magical thing happened.
The fat toot green sphere grows at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the original gray-green surface becomes green and transparent, and even a trace of shiny liquid can be seen flowing under its epidermis. The needle of the fairy ball slowly showed a dense metallic luster, and the tip of the needle became cold.
In just one minute, the green energy in Sun Youmiao's body had been exhausted, her forehead was soaked with sweat, and she leaned slightly on the sickbed, gasping with disappointment and apology: "Uncle, I can only do this."
"I've done it well enough. I thought that when I first awakened my ability, the flames that came out could only light a cigarette." Wang Yan took a towel to wipe her sweat, and then looked curiously at the mutant prickly pear. .
Wang Yan is not purely comforting her. This ability to give plants life and promote plant growth and evolution in a short time is really amazing. This prickly pear ball has grown to the size of a football in just one minute. The toot ball is as lush and green as the emerald green emerald, crystal clear and very beautiful.
In terms of pure sales, this strain of cactus is already the best among the best. I believe that the favorite buyer will definitely pay a large price to buy this strain.
The biggest change is actually its acupuncture. Each acupuncture is about three centimeters long, and it is full of the firmness of the thick cuticle. The tip of the needle is very sharp, showing a dense black metal color, exuding a dangerous sensation, and you can imagine the pain on the person.
"However, Miao Miao originally thought that its needle could be ejected to attack." Sun Youmiao shook his head slightly disappointed.
"Miao Miao, let's take it slowly, step by step. Waiting for you to have strong abilities ..." Wang Yan said only half of the words, and the sensitive hearing captured the sound of "Zheng".
A prickly sac on the fairy ball shrank tightly, and a three-centimeter-long spike spurted out, like a cold awn passing by, straightly piercing Wang Yan's face.
With the six senses running at once, Wang Yan pinched one finger and one clip, and promptly caught the spike. He hadn't waited for him to be surprised. Suddenly, hey, hey!
Dozens of them, no, hundreds of spikes shrouded Wang Yan like a rain of arrows.
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