Next to her, Mi Feixue stared straight at him, her face serious and even more nervous than the person involved.
The gray mist gradually formed in mid-air under the control of Mi August’s fingertips.
There was no reaction at first. Halfway through the painting, the air around him began to vibrate, and gray fire loomed, but a thin layer of frost quickly covered everything.
Mi August dissipated the gray fog in time, finished the spell drawing in the middle of drawing, bent down and hugged Mi Feixue, who was also covered with frost and shivering from the cold.
When Mi Feixue stopped shaking, Mi August nodded her nose and said, “Do you know that the experiment is dangerous? I told you not to stay here, but you have to stay.”
Mi Feixue shook her head.
Mi August took down the night game and came to a conclusion.
The spell map can be used with divine power, but it is too powerful and difficult to control temporarily, and it is easy to accidentally injure one’s own people.
“You still want to watch it here?” Mi August asked the child in his arms.
Mi Feixue nodded cautiously.
Mi August rubbed her head and said with a smile: “Just take a look, the next experiment will not be dangerous.”
Mi Feixue then lowered her eyes.
When she saw herself from Mi August’s perspective, her smile no longer looked stiff and she grinned happily.
As a result, extreme joy led to sadness, and the originally natural smile became particularly silly.
Mi Feixue immediately covered her mouth with her hands.
Mi August didn’t know the child’s psychological activities in such a short period of time. She handed a pen to the child and said with a smile: “Let’s learn to draw together.”
The main hall of Si Ye Mansion.
Shen Li and Yu Hu gathered together.
The five people all looked a little panicked.
After a while, Shen Li said, “There has been no movement for so long. It seems like everything is fine.”
The other four people all breathed a sigh of relief.
Ban Lu patted his chest, “It scared me to death. It felt like the sudden onset of winter in the middle of the night.”
A lot of her disheveled hair was flying around like it was struck by static electricity. Ban Lu had to use his hands to smooth the hair, and said helplessly: “Why are you more scared than me? You are a trick.”
What responded to her was her increasingly frizzy hair.