Chapter 13: The Dragon Soaring in the Sky!
The next leg bone repair is even simpler.
Instead of adding any bones, He Ruozhi extracted four bone spurs from Geralt's leg bone.
"Hey, human, you don't hold a grudge because of what just happened, do you?" The bone dragon lowered its head and rubbed He Ruozhi's body with its thick nostrils. It's a gesture of friendliness.
He Ruozhi smiled: "How is it possible, I won't joke about this kind of thing, your leg bone should have been injured a long time ago, and then I asked someone who didn't know who to see." That person is probably a bone restorer with considerable strength, but not to the point where he can treat bone dragons. ”
"yes!" Geralt muttered to himself.
"That person added a lot of auxiliary bone spurs to your thigh bone bone according to the method of treating human skeleton soldiers, but how delicate the body of the bone dragon is, each bone has its own independent role, of course it is not okay to reduce it, and increasing it indiscriminately will also lead to a loss of function. Your leg bones are actually good for a long time, but because of these bone spurs, they have been stiff and ineffective. ”
Geralt moved his thighs, and found that he was indeed more flexible, and completely regained his former vitality, and he muttered happily and resentfully, "Damn Lao Di, I must swallow him in one bite!" ”
This time, it was the turn of Lao Di in the inner city of the Desperate Domain, and he was shivering.
"Don't be happy just yet." "The most important thing is the wings, where the bones are very slender and fragile, and they are the most critical step. ”
Geralt honestly climbed down: "Come on, I promise to stay still." ”
He Ruozhi took two deep breaths, and after checking the materials in the backpack for the last time, he did something that no one expected.
He actually took out a strip of cloth from his backpack and wrapped his eyes firmly.
The bone dragon was startled: "Hey, hey, human, you're going to lose Geralt's friendship again, if you don't stop!" ”
He Ruozhi's voice was very gentle: "Don't worry, Geralt, I already know your bones very, very well, even my own bones have never been so familiar. But because I know too much, I feel like I'm in Lushan. The reason why I was blindfolded was to get rid of all unnecessary senses and rely entirely on my own touch to solve the problem. ”
He jumped onto the bone dragon's head with great lightness, and climbed down his neck to his broad back.
He's walked this road thousands of times, so there's never a mistake.
In the middle of the bone dragon's wings, He Ruozhi took out two more cotton balls and plugged his ears.
Now He Ruozhi has entered a state of complete silence, just like what Buddhism calls meditation.
He gently stroked the delicate bones of the bone dragon, and a sudden wave of indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.
When the deaf and dazzled Beethoven sat in front of his desk, he was probably like He Ruozhi now, relying on the cognition of the soul to complete a unique work of art.
He Ruozhi's eye sockets suddenly shed two tears, this is the soul fire hidden in the bone dragon's body, which resonates with him.
He Ruozhi moved.
Geralt only felt a tingling and indescribable feeling behind him, and he felt indescribable comfort, and the soul fire flowed smoothly in those places that could not be reached before, bringing an incomparably relaxing taste.
He Ruozhi's hands were empty and real, seven or eight small bones danced briskly between his fingers, as flexible as a puppet manipulated by a thread, and like a clear spring stream in the mountains, it unconsciously "flowed" from the palm of his hand into the wings of the bone dragon, and it was so natural that there was no trace of repair at all.
Cold sweat gradually oozed from He Ruozhi's forehead, and the muscles on his arms also jumped and jumped, close to cramps.
Suddenly, a slender bone snapped!
He Ruozhi snorted, and the speed of the movements in his hand increased by a hundredfold, and it actually turned into a white ball of light, which was completely a hazy phantom from the elbow down, replacing the spare bones at a super fast speed.
Finally......
Great, merit, sue, success!
He Ruozhi cheered, but he didn't have time to remove the mask on his face, and the whole person was already so tired that he lay on the back of the bone dragon.
"It's done, Gerat!" He Ruozhi was very excited, and he knew that he didn't need to experiment at all, and this repair operation would definitely be very successful.
This is the confidence and dignity of a super mechanic!
Geralt roared at the sky, his bones twitching.
A pair of large, friendless bone wings spread out on either side of its body, and between the gaps in the bones flowed green soul fire, forming a powerful current.
The bone dragon had never felt so pleasant, its feet kicked and its wings flapped violently, and its massive body immediately soared into the sky.
"Roar!"
The mighty bone dragon finally flew into the sky again after 5,000 years of silence!
"Wow!"
Before He Ruozhi could react, his internal organs seemed to be stirred in the washing machine. All he heard was the whirring sound in his ears, the wind scraping his cheeks like a sharp blade, and his hair was almost uprooted from his scalp by the wind.
He Ruozhi hugged the bone dragon's neck tightly and didn't dare to let go at all.
It was easy to wait for the bone dragon's body to be flattened, He Ruozhi took off the blindfold tremblingly, he looked down, and immediately screamed in fear.
The valley below has turned into a long and narrow slit!
Although He Ruozhi is not afraid of skeletons and corpses, this does not mean that he is not afraid of high altitudes, in fact, almost all of them are a little afraid of heights, especially when they have no support and air resistance.
He Ruozhi felt that the bones in his whole body were soft.
"Dead dragon, stinky dragon, hurry up and put Lao Tzu down, you will take revenge, and you won't die well!"
He Ruozhi screamed wildly, and his heartbeat almost stopped.
Fortunately, Geralt's whole mind was on soaring in the sky, and the wind was loud, so he didn't hear He Ruozhi's words.
The bone dragon was so happy, it had not flown so happily in five thousand years, and the bone dragon roared, "Sit down, I'm going to play some tricks!" ”
"What?"
Before He Ruozhi could react, the bone dragon was already rolling in mid-air, like a whirring and spinning cannonball.
"Ahh
He Ruozhi was dizzy, disgusting and almost vomited bile, oh my God, he won't fly again in his life! Help me!
The bone dragon hadn't played enough, after the spiral chain rolled, it was a vertical bomb dive of nearly ninety degrees, and it was not until it was almost ten meters away from the ground that it suddenly twisted its body, almost clinging to the ground, and then pierced the sky again!
"Roar, roar, it's so cool!"
Geralt began to speed up.
At this time, He Ruozhi knew that the bone dragon was just taking a walk just now, and now it began to really run!