"Just now, Ye Xiaomi flew over here from the wind wheel over there."
"That's bullshit, right?"
Ye Tian hugged Ye Xiaomi and glared at Zhu Jinsheng.
"Brother Ye, it's true."
"I'm so scary right now."
Zhu Jinsheng looked at Ye Xiaomi, full of horror.
"Dad, don't blame Uncle Xiao Zhu. I'm not flying. That's called the Wind Control Technique."
"What secret?"
Ye Tian looked at Ye Xiaomi again. Ye Xiaomi quickly landed on the ground and then headed towards the Divine Wind Formation next to him.
Standing at the edge of the formation, Ye Xiaomi shook his butt.
Then he stretched out his hands and rushed towards the formation.
Ye Tian grabbed Ye Xiaomi's collar while he was in mid-air and said unhappily, "What are you doing?"
"Dad, let me go, I will teach you the Wind Control Technique!"
"Yufeng, what?"
"Dad, please let me go, I really can!"
Ye Xiaomi shook his limbs as if swimming in the air.
"Okay, let me see how you ride the wind."
Ye Tian still put Ye Xiaomi down, but Ye Xiaomi stuck her butt out and crawled towards the formation again.
"What are you doing?"
"Old Wu, what did you see?"
"Wind Control Technique, Light Kung Fu?"
Wu Shuang stood with his hands behind his back, examining Ye Xiaomi's movements. At this moment, Ye Xiaomi threw herself on the formation and began to swing her legs.
Ye Xiaomi originally knew how to set up formations, and the Divine Wind Formation blew out gusts of wind.
With the wind, Ye Xiaomi actually floated in the wind.
"How is this the same as a pilot!"
"Use the wind?"
Just as Ye Tian finished speaking, Ye Xiaomi suddenly stretched out her hand and saw a branch appear behind her clothes. On the branch, wings similar to those of a flight suit appeared.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Xiaomi floated away in an instant, more than ten meters away, giggling in the air.
Ye Tian's eyes widened. Seeing Ye Xiaomi was about to fall to the ground, Ye Tian rushed out like an arrow.
"What?"
Ye Xiaomi fell into her father's hands again. She pointed to the branches behind her and said, "I invented this. It's a flight suit."
"You invented this? Did you learn this from TV?"
"Who did you learn the Wind Control Technique from?"
Ye Tian was furious. This was too dangerous. Thinking of how Ye Xiaomi had just flown from the other wind wheel to this side, Ye Tian's heart tightened.
If it were him or his daughter, Ye Tian would feel a chill in his heart.
"Mother!"
"Chen Xian'er!"
Ye Tian roared in his heart: "I knew that this woman taught Xiaomi completely in the way of the Sword Immortal."
"He's only four years old, but he's already reached the Xiantian stage and can even condense sword energy."
"Now what about Qinggong, Yufeng Jue, and this tattered clothes?"
"It's dangerous, too dangerous!"
"When did she teach you?"
"Last night, I video-called my mom, and she just muttered something, and I kind of knew what she meant."
"No way?"
Ye Tian was completely dumbfounded now. Could it be that Ye Xiaomi's psychic ability was so great? Even through the screen, he knew the Wind Control Technique.
"Video, how come I don't know the video?" Ye Tian looked at Ye Xiaomi again.
"My mother gave me this phone specifically to contact her."
"Cellphone? I didn't have one when I left."
"Mom, I gave it to me yesterday at kindergarten."
Ye Xiaomi hung her head. This was a secret between her mother and herself.
"Chen Xian'er is back!"
Ye Tian was shocked again, and the people around him also reacted. Wu Shuang no longer had her hands behind her back, and looked around warily.
"I didn't do anything." Liu E also said quickly.
"Meng Po, prove it."
"I prove it, I confess, there's something wrong between the boss and Sister Huo!"
"Meng Po!"
Ye Tian looked at Ye Tian unhappily. Chen Xian'er hadn't appeared yet, but she had already frightened these people. It seemed that Chen Xian'er was indeed quite powerful.
"Dad, Mom won't let me tell you."
"This Chen Xian'er is going too far."
"Xiaomi, let's go!"
"Dad, Mom will tell me."
"Dare, can't you tell the difference between the big and small kings?"
Ye Tian wanted to find his cell phone and have a good talk with Chen Xianer.
5 minutes later.
Ye Tian was squatting on the ground, looking at a special mobile phone.
On the phone screen, Chen Xian'er seemed to be driving. When she saw the phone, she thought it was her daughter.
"Xiaomi." Chen Xian'er's beautiful face was full of smiles.
"Hi, Xian'er."
Ye Tian was not angry at all. His flattering smile made Chen Xian'er frown slightly.
"Why is it you?"
"Xian'er, you're back. Why didn't you tell me where you live? I'd come over to see you."
"I have hazelnuts."
"No, my daughter gave it to me."
"Are you okay?"
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