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Until Mengmeng practiced for half an hour. Zhang Han opened the window of the dining hall and said:
"Time to eat Mengmeng."
"He's coming." Mengmeng jumped down from the pavilion's chair, ran up to Chen Chuan and patted his shoulder. "Little Chen Chuan, watch out for sister."
Saying that, Mengmeng extended his hands out.
Seeing that, Zhang Han grinned, his spirit force moved, controlling the Mengmeng to fly over from the lawn.
"Huh?"
Chen Chuan was shocked and hurried back to his villa. As soon as he entered, he shouted:
"Dad, dad, my big sister Mengmeng can fly. When are you going to teach me how to fly? I want to fly too ?"
It must be fun to be able to fly.
Mengmeng felt as if his entire body was surrounded by a gentle energy.
"I wonder when I'll be able to fly."
After reaching the balcony, Mengmeng held onto Zhang Han's hand and said with a fawning voice:
"Father, can you let me fly faster?"
"No, you have to cultivate by yourself." Zhang Han replied in amusement: "There is a saying that makes sense. To go against the flow, and retreat if you don't advance, this is also true for cultivation. As long as you focus on your cultivation, you will be able to fly into the sky yourself in the near future."
"Then I'll fly you when the time comes."
Mengmeng chuckled and said.
"You don't bring your mother?" Zi Yan who was seated in the dining hall, said with a smile.
"Yeah, who asked mommy to be the boss of the family, I can't not listen to you." The Mengmeng muttered.
This made Zi Yan roll his eyes.
"You, don't say that when you go out. You speak as if your mother is very domineering. Isn't it all about your snacks or whatever?" Zi Yan snorted.
"Aiya, how could I say that to someone else?"
Mengmeng washed his hands and sat on the chair to eat breakfast.
After skinning Zi Yan everyday, he would go out and practice his Fireball Technique after eating breakfast.
Normally, when Zhang Han packed the tableware, he would accompany Zi Yan to accompany Mengmeng.
The flame that was like a small fingernail gradually grew to the size of a thumb and then to the size of a fist. Finally...
"Whiz!"
Bang!
A fireball the size of a football was formed from Mengmeng's palm. It flew forward and smashed into the pool twenty meters away.
Crash! *
Who would have thought that this small fireball would cause such a huge wave and create such a huge wave that it caused several meters deep depressions to appear on the surface of the pond. Even the fish had been killed by this explosion.
"Fireball!"
Mengmeng smiled sweetly, and looked at Zhang Han and Zi Yan: "How is it? Am I good? "
"It's this."
Zhang Han gave a thumbs up: "Such a short period of time, and achieved such great results, you are truly worthy of being my daughter, impressive."
Mengmeng, don't forget to report to the First High School tomorrow. " Zi Yan said with a smile.
"It's only been forty days. It's already become so big with such a small flame." Mengmeng was very proud.
"Mengmeng, let's go. Auntie Xue will take you out to play."
Mu Xue who was dressed in black directly walked over and said while walking.
"Dad, are we going out to play?" Mengmeng looked at Zhang Han.
"Go."
Mu Xue led Mengmeng out to play, while Zhang Han and Zi Yan smiled at each other.
During this month, Mu Xue would occasionally bring Mengmeng out to do chivalry and righteousness, which could be considered a type of experience. Zhang Han had followed them twice, and seeing that the two of them were specifically looking for trouble with the bad guys, he also allowed them to play.
He taught the Mengmeng a few tricks, such as taking items from the sky, eliminating a light energy cloud with one palm and attacking people with another. The Mengmeng was very happy to learn some other small tricks, but he also played it very well, as if a new world had opened up for him in terms of cultivation, and he felt that the things around him had changed.
Especially when the little girl heard that Lu Xiong was also an expert, she asked Mu Xue to bring her for a spar.
In the end, when he saw Mengmeng shooting out a fist-sized fireball, Lu Xiong was shocked.
Although this fireball was relatively small, the pure energy contained within it made him somewhat speechless. One could imagine that when this technique reached a certain level of mastery, its power would definitely be great, even stronger than those top secret techniques that many sects had seen before.
It's just that it looks like she's only just learned the basics.
Lu Xiong was well aware of how terrifying Zhang Han was. The things she taught Mengmeng definitely weren't ordinary things either.
Compared to Jiang Yanlan, she... The Instructor Liu had already conquered the River Sect Leader two years ago, so Ah Hu and Liu Jiaran were determined to host the wedding. Ah Hu had been waiting for the Instructor Liu for a year and planned to hold the wedding on October first.
That was why Jiang Yanlan had been playing in the Eastern Divine Region with the Instructor Liu. To her, the Mengmeng was actually more willing to play with the weird-looking Mu Xue.
Other than Zhang Han's family, no one was used to this girl. Whether it was in terms of cultivation or bragging, she was more powerful and was able to get along with Mengmeng.
"Auntie Xue, that person has been robbed. How should we deal with him?"
At this time, Mengmeng and Mu Xue stood at the top of a building. As they looked down the street, they saw a tattooed man who seemed to have drank wine riding an electric car. He casually grabbed a lady's bag on the side of the road and quickly drove away.
The Mengmeng became more spirited seeing this:
"Do you want me to bomb him with a fireball?"
"If your fireball doesn't work, then blast it to death." Mu Xue held his chin and thought.
"Is it because the power is too high? I still don't need to use the Fireball Technique. " Mengmeng muttered.
"Uh, yes."
Mu Xue pondered for two seconds and grinned:
"Auntie Xue knows a small move, called Wall-Hitting Ghost. It's a small move that affects a lot of people. Watch."
While speaking, Mu Xue flicked his right index finger, and a bit of energy lingered around the rider's body. The rider's speed became faster and faster, and the woman who was chasing after him had an anxious look on her face.
After opening the door for ten seconds, the man seemed to be in a panic. He saw a gate on the right and went straight in.
Mu Xue dispersed the energy.
The man looked up, stunned.
"Haha ?"
Mengmeng immediately laughed non-stop.
"Interesting, Auntie Xue. How do I do this? I want to learn. " Mengmeng was interested again.
"I'll teach you."
Mu Xue smiled.
The reason why she had to think about it for a while was because she was thinking about what kind of small skill could be used to deal with the man below, and at the same time let the Mengmeng learn it.
A small Wall-Hitting Ghost could still play around.
"Simple, use energy to affect his perception. For example, both sides of the road are black. If there is suddenly light in front of him, he will involuntarily run towards the light. I will teach you how to use it ?"
Mu Xue pressed a finger on Mengmeng's forehead and told her the method to use it.
Your dad only taught you one fireball technique, and Auntie Xue only taught you so much these days. You might as well acknowledge Auntie Xue as your master and tell you what, little girl. Auntie Xue is called a witch outside, and you'll be a little witch from now on.
Mu Xue asked in high spirits.
"Then what is my father?" Mengmeng asked.
"Your dad is a big devil, the most powerful one in the heaven and the earth. The things he taught are too profound, and your fireball technique is not something you can learn in a few days. If you follow Xue Xiu, Auntie Xue will teach you many interesting things."
Although he really couldn't acknowledge a master, becoming a young master was still fine.
"Auntie Xue, you've turned bad."
Mengmeng puffed his mouth: "You are my father's disciple, so you can usually teach me too. If I become your disciple, then you can teach me too, no? "You want to trick me? Hmph! I'm no longer a little kid. Auntie Xue, you should go find little Chen Chuan."
"Eh? "You damned girl, why would I lie to you?" Mu Xue retorted, "I just want to get over Master's addiction."
"I'll start school tomorrow. There's no time." Mengmeng also began to play tricks on him.
"Why does this sound so familiar? Your dad always says that." Mu Xue thought about it and suddenly realized that his master, Zhang Han, always said that way. Outsiders were always short on time, and towards Mengmeng and Mistress, it was normal for them to sit and watch the scenery.
"Let's go and have a try, let's see if you can learn quickly or not."
Mu Xue held onto Mengmeng's small hand and started strolling in New Moon Bay.
In a short span of half a day, Mengmeng had mastered the small trick called Wall-Hitting Ghost.
Returning to the New Moon Mountain, he continued to practice his Fireball Technique. Not long after he started practicing, the little guy ran over with a giggle. He opened his mouth and spat out a large flame.
My god.
Mengmeng immediately ran over, pinching and tugging at the little guy.
Isn't this infuriating?
The next day at eight o'clock.
Mengmeng wore a white coat with letters, black tights and white sneakers.
"We will be going to middle school today. Mengmeng, although you need to cultivate normally, don't forget to learn. If your results are..."
The family of three sat on the small panda cart s, with Zi Yan and Mengmeng seated at the back. Just as they were about to remind them, before they could finish, the Mengmeng had already answered.
"I understand mother. I will be taking lessons seriously, so I will definitely be able to do it. There will be a reward for the exam if it is done well. You can't delay your studies just because you are practicing. Play games."
"Everything." Zi Yan smiled, and gently stroked Mengmeng's head. After all, the little girl had grown up a little.
"Of course, I'm not a little kid." Mengmeng shook his leg.
Zhang Han could not help but laugh at her attitude and tone.
Only a little kid would say that.
This time, neither parents are allowed to enter, and I can only send you to the school entrance. You guys will have to go from first grade to first grade, with forty classes, and Li Muen and you will be divided into eight classes. Class 18, Class 28 and Class 38 are all important classes, each class has over forty people, and the first grade has more than a thousand people. Zi Yan said.
The reminder was very detailed, so Zi Yan was naturally very concerned about Mengmeng. Normally, whether she stayed in New Moon Mountain or went out with Mu Xue to play, she would feel more at ease.
"I know, didn't we go to the first high school before? It's not like we'll lose it." Mengmeng lied in Zi Yan's embrace as he got tired of it.
"You are almost grown up and are so beautiful, how can mom not be worried?" Zi Yan smiled slightly.