Chapter 931 Little Flame

"I come."

Zi Yan pursed her red lips, opened the guitar case, and began to play, it was a very melodious tune, relatively soft.

It worked very well, Mengmeng closed her eyes for five minutes, calmed down, and entered the state.

At this time, Zhang Han waved his hand to control the little one to come over and make it spit fire.

Familiar with the road, the little boy let out a grunt and started to breathe fire.

Suddenly the surrounding air seemed to be much drier.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute? Mengmeng's expression changed:

"Dad, I can feel it. It seems that there are little red lights."

"It's amazing, it only took a few minutes to learn, and then feel the energy of the fire element in your body."

After a few more minutes, Mengmeng felt something, but couldn't say it.

Zhang Han smiled slightly, and pressed his right hand on Mengmeng's forehead:

"This is a set of elementary skills, which circulates by itself. You don't need to pay attention to it, you just need to master the method of using it."

Zhang Han began to expand the meridians in Mengmeng's body, forming a big cycle, and then started the second cycle. At the same time, Zhang Han was also teaching Mengmeng the method to use.

All of this seems to let Mengmeng use various abilities in advance. After absorbing Lei Lianzi, she will become innate. Zhang Han plans to give her a complete set of exercises at that time.

"Have you felt the light in your body? Follow it with your mind and involve the fire element outside, which will save you a lot of effort. The first secret method that Dad gave you is the fireball technique. According to the use of the technique, try it."

"ah!"

Mengmeng responded crisply, her eyes brightened, and she silently felt what Zhang Han taught her.

"Why not?"

Getting confused again.

"Don't care about the operation of the exercises, but use it to control the energy in your body and resonate with the surrounding fire elements..." Zhang Han said in detail.

"Well,

Know it. "

Mengmeng pouted, feeling this feeling more seriously.

Gradually, even with her eyes open, she could feel a trace of fire element.

puff~

Finally, when trying for the tenth time, a slight muffled sound came out.

A cluster of flames the size of a small fingernail gathered from Mengmeng's palm, shot forward, and dissipated after drifting for more than two meters.

"Oh!"

"so small?"

Mengmeng is not happy for a while:

"Where is such a small fire ball?"

"Aptitude issues." Zi Yan began to bully the girl, and said with a straight face: "Daughter, everyone's aptitude is different. Look at your dad. He hasn't practiced for a few years, and now he has no opponents. How about you?" , should be a little better than the average person, don't be discouraged, it's okay to have lower qualifications, hard work can make up for one's weakness."

"ah?"

Mengmeng was taken aback: "Dad, is it true?"

"Ah... hard work can make up for one's weakness." Zhang Han looked sloppy.

"Bad qualifications? True or false? That's not okay..."

I don't know what Mengmeng is muttering, it's vague, and after muttering a few words, she starts to practice fireball.

Seeing this, Zi Yan snickered sneakily.

It made Zhang Han look helpless.

In less than half an hour, I initially mastered the fireball technique. Although it is only as big as a small fingernail, everything is difficult at the beginning. Now that it can be released, the power will gradually increase after practice.

How could such qualifications be bad?

It can be seen that Mengmeng, who has just doubted life, Zhang Han thinks it is quite interesting.

The little girl is also very persistent, and this practice lasts for a day.

At dusk in the afternoon, Chen Changqing's family of three came.

"Oh? Mengmeng, can you shoot a small flame the size of a fingernail?" Chen Changqing laughed.

"What little flame, this is a fireball technique, super powerful." Mengmeng snorted softly.

"Then can this little flame of yours light Uncle Chen's cigarette?" Chen Changqing randomly took out a cigarette.

"Watch."

Mengmeng tightened her nose and waved her hand to create a small flame, which extinguished before reaching the cigarette.

"Hahaha, cute, when Mengmeng's little flame can light cigarettes, Uncle Chen will give you a reward." Chen Changqing teased Mengmeng.

"Sister Mengmeng, come on, I'm better than you, and I can protect you." Chen Chuan ran to Mengmeng.

Crash.

Mengmeng's face darkened, her eyes rolled slightly, and she patted Chen Chuan's head:

"Little Chen Chuan, have you learned how to kick three times in a row?"

"Not yet? It's so difficult to learn." Chen Chuan replied.

"Huh? It's been ten days and you still haven't learned it?"

Mengmeng's expression seemed to be taken aback, and then she sighed softly, and said, "Little Chen Chuan, don't be discouraged, everyone's aptitude is different, look at my sister, it took me two days to learn three consecutive kicks , Now I have started to learn spells, and you, you should be a little better than ordinary people, it doesn't matter, hard work can make up for it, practice hard."

Eh?

Zi Yan's face was slightly stiff.

Why do these words sound familiar?

"I know Sister Mengmeng, I will definitely work hard." Chen Chuan scratched his head.

It made Chen Changqing's forehead black.

Good guy, son, if it goes on like this, you will have to count the money for Mengmeng after she sells it to you.

"Come on, let's go eat."

Mengmeng's big shining eyes turned into crescent moons, and she bounced to the restaurant. She and Chen Chuan took the lead, and the other four parents followed.

The whole day of practice seems to have forgotten the time, except for a simple lunch, the rest of the time is performing fireball, which is very fulfilling, and Mengmeng feels that it has improved a little.

In the beginning, the flames, no, the fireball technique was like a small fingernail, and it was a little bit worse, but now it is even bigger than a small fingernail.

At this speed, Mengmeng has the confidence to cast a basketball-sized fireball technique, just around the corner.

After dinner, at night, Mengmeng was invited by a friend to sit in front of the computer.

"Mengmeng, why haven't you played games for two days, our level is higher than yours."

"Yeah yeah."

"Hmph, who said that, I'm already at the full level now."

There was a gap between the trumpet and them in the game, and Mengmeng didn't bother to play any more, and greeted: "You guys come outside the main city, come and pick up treasures."

"What? The main city? What treasures can I pick up there?"

"Wait! You mean? Are you the cute princess?"

"Ah! Is it really you?"

"..."

Seven or eight good friends were so surprised that they couldn't help themselves for a long time.

"Go pick up equipment!"

The speed is still very fast.

But who knows, seeing a few low-level ants successfully picked up equipment in the past, some people who hung up here every day found out, and their hearts were broken.

Fuck! Can I pick it up?

They ran over in a swarm.

Swish Swish Swish!

The light of the knife flickered, and the heads rolled.

"Why cut me and not him!"

Then everyone discovered that there were a few brats around the thirtieth level picking up equipment without any scruples.

That's all money!

Some people were still very excited, and some people even changed to a trumpet of level 30 and ran over, but they didn't succeed.

In the end there are smart people.

Mengmeng has a classmate who plays a game called Wanmu, and after a while, a person named Wanniba sneaks over with a piece of equipment.

"Huh?"

Mengmeng was slightly taken aback when she saw this:

"Why does Xiaoguang have two you? Someone has sneaked in, which one is you?"

"Ah? I'm the closest to you, who is that? Oh no, he's going to run away."

It was too late and then too soon, the people who sneaked in quickly picked up a dozen equipment and were about to slip away.

brush!

The sword light flashed, and the high-ranking people on the periphery directly hacked him to death, and the equipment fell all over the ground. Everyone swarmed over and snatched it, and then ran away quickly.

I was really shocked by the eyes of Mengmeng and her friends.

Can you still play like this?

Fortunately, the equipment is almost picked up.

"Go, I'll take you to kill people."

Mengmeng snorted softly, and led her companions to do the task.

No matter how difficult the task is, Mengmeng basically cuts it with one knife. Usually, he can do one task a day, but now it takes 20 minutes to do one task at a very fast speed.

After playing until twelve o'clock, when I felt comfortable, Mengmeng went to bed and fiddled with the phone.

ding ding......

Video request from Li Muen.

Huh?

Mengmeng's eyes lit up, and she threw the phone to the other side of the bed.

"come over!"

She imitated Zhang Han, slightly raised her right hand forward...

Nothing happened.

"snort!"

Finally, when the video request rang for the fifth time, Mengmeng rolled twice and took the phone to pick up the video.

"Mengmeng, I'm going to make up lessons tomorrow. Are you going? It's Mr. Hu from No. 1 Middle School. My mother said he is very good. I want to study mathematics, physics and chemistry. Do you want to go with me?" Li Muen said.

"Ah? I...I can't do it. I still have things to do, but I'm busy." Mengmeng shook her head slightly: "It's only been a few days off for a few days, why do you have to make up lessons?"

"Study in advance. My exams are so-so. I may not be assigned to a key class. Mengmeng, you must be in a key class. My dad is busy looking for someone these days. Maybe we will be assigned to the same class. .”

"Really?" Mengmeng laughed suddenly: "That's just right, I will be your eldest sister from now on, we can fight for justice, I am amazing."

"Ah, yes, Sister Mengmeng."

"Giggle..."

The two little girls chatted for ten minutes, and when it was getting late, they hung up the video and went to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Mengmeng blinked, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, he quickly closed his eyes and patted forward with his right hand.

Crash.

A cluster of small fingernail flames flew more than two meters away.

Just like that, ten minutes later, Mengmeng performed her last performance and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Mengmeng got up to wash, put on her practice clothes and went downstairs.

At first glance, Chen Chuan was still squatting there.

"Little Chen Chuan, look at the trick!"

Mengmeng approached quietly, and suddenly called out.

"ah!"

Chen Chuan hurriedly turned around to look.

I saw Mengmeng shot a small flame horizontally.

Go straight to the corner of his clothes.

But when he got closer, he found that the flames were extinguished before they reached the place.

"ah?"

Chen Chuan was stunned, looking at his undamaged clothes, fell into deep thought, and said after two seconds: "Sister Mengmeng, your flame is so small, your clothes are not damaged."

"It's my mercy, otherwise Uncle Chen will be unhappy if I hurt you." Mengmeng's face was serious.

"Oh, I see." Chen Chuan nodded, and said innocently: "Sister Mengmeng is so kind, show mercy to me."

"of course."

With a grunt, Mengmeng ran to the gazebo, continuously lighting up small flames.