Chapter Twenty-Seven: Wings

After a week of careful care by Xinluo, Ling Zheng finally woke up. "Uh...... Seeing the unconscious Ling Zai wake up, Xin Luo ran to the side of the bed and slowly helped Ling Zao sit up: "It's okay, junior brother, we're back." Ling Zao's eyes were still blurry, squeezing his eyes, and he saw the color in front of Xin Luo's forehead: "Senior brother?!" Xin Luo listened and said happily: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up, have a good rest!"

Time flies, another week has passed, Ling Zao has been able to move on his own, lying on the bed for half a month, Ling Zao's body bones have long been rusty, as soon as he got out of bed, he couldn't help but try his hands and feet with Xinluo. "Senior brother, then I'm here. Long Guang!" holding the sword in his right hand, standing in front of his chest, the sword slashed: "Be careful, senior brother." Looking at the energetic Ling Zheng, Xinluo smiled and said, "Even if you come, the senior brother is also very strong." As soon as Xinluo's voice fell, Ling Zheng took a leap and pounced in front of Xinluo, Xinluo was also startled, the bone knife in his hand flashed, and the sharp collision sound of "dang ......" echoed in the air.

Xinluo was also shocked in his heart: "This kid, his speed has grown so fast, and his strength is too, even compared with his peers in the human world, he is extremely good." Seeing what Xinluo was thinking, Ling Zheng reminded strangely: "Hey, senior brother, don't get distracted!" Xinluo smiled: "Come again!" That's it, you make one move and I have one style, the two have been competing for half an hour, although Xinluo is just a sparring partner, but he is also very tired. Looking at the shining sun, Xinluo withdrew the bone knife: "Okay, you just recovered, you can't go too far." Although Ling Zheng was still unfinished, he still stopped when he felt the feeling of tearing all over his body. The two went to the ancient tree, and Xinluo poured a cup of tea for Ling Zao. Ling Zai drank tea and asked, "Senior brother, the master went there, I took a look before, and the bones of the Spirit Hidden Snake I brought back are no longer there." ”

Looking at the sky, Xinluo picked up the teacup: "It's almost time, the refining weapon given by the master is gone, it's been half a month, it should be almost ready." Ling Zao scratched his head: "Refining?weapon weapon??" Xinluo looked at Ling Zao with a stunned face, and laughed heartily: "Haha...... You'll know when the time comes. ”

The silent cave, empty eyes, the surface of the magma is like the sea, suddenly waves, empty hands, pressed down, suddenly, the magma that was still churning before quieted down, a moment later, the golden light under the magma surged, magma, the cave were trembling. A pair of golden dragon wings slowly rose from the magma, not as large as the Light Pterodactyl, but more delicate, as if it had been carefully crafted.

Sora opened his palm and sucked it in front of him, and with a palm split, the beast soul of the light wing dragon was cut in half, turning into two identical but smaller light wing dragons. Sora sucked one of them and melted into the pair of dragon wings. "Huh........." breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done, the effect is not bad." Sora smiled with satisfaction, and moved his slightly sore body for a long time. With a move of his hand, he put away the spear, the dragon wings, and the light wing dragon beast soul that was left behind, turned around and left the cave, and walked slowly back to the hut.

After a long time, the empty walked out of the woods, saw the two of them chatting and drinking under the tree, looked carefully at the laughing Ling Zheng, and also smiled, Ling Zheng saw the empty return, and shouted excitedly: "Master!!" Xinluo heard the words and looked, the empty had already come to the two: "Master, you are back." Sora smiled, "Hmm." Looking at Ling Zheng: "The recovery is good." Ling Zai gave him an empty cup of tea, and he sniffed it lightly with his nose and said with a smile: "It tastes good!!"

The three of them chatted in the woods for a while, put away their laughing expressions, and said to Ling Zheng, "I have two gifts for you." Ling Zheng listened, looked at Xinluo with some confusion and said, "Gift??" Xinluo smiled and looked at the air. With an empty-handed move, the spear, the dragon wings, and the beast soul of the light wing dragon appeared out of thin air before the ancient tree.

Looking at the three things that appeared, Ling Zheng looked at the sky in a daze. Empty got up and walked to the spear, picked it up and handed it to Ling Zai, who took the spear and touched it with his hand, dense and smooth to the touch, heavy weight.

Looking up at the sky: "Is this ......?" The sky looked at Ling Zheng and explained: "This is refined from the bones of the Spirit Hidden Snake you brought back, and it has been integrated into the beast soul of the Spirit Hidden Snake. You can put it in the human spirit mansion first, and after refining it, you can use it as you like. Ling Zai closed his eyes, wrapped his breath on the spear, and put it into the spirit mansion, and suddenly, the skills in the spear, as well as the method of use, appeared in Ling Zao's mind, and after a while, Ling Zai opened his eyes, with a happy face, and bowed to the sky: "Thank you, master!"

Sora looked at Ling Zheng with a happy face, and showed a kind smile: "Silly boy, give me the dragon light." "Long Guang??" Although Ling Zheng didn't know what Sora was going to do, he still summoned Long Guang and handed it over to Sora. Sora skillfully integrated half of the beast soul of the light pterosaur into the dragon light, and when Ling Zheng withdrew the dragon light, just like the spear before, another stream of information poured into his brain. After Ling Zheng came to his senses, he said to Long Yi: "This is what I really want to give you—the winged weapon." ”