In just one day, Hu lightly turned the design into a real thing.

The silk cloth couldn't speak for a while: "Can't you make it look better?" ”

It's just a pair of wings.

"Why is one wing long and one short? Can these bones fly like this? ”

Hu Qing: "Yes." The center of gravity is even, the balance is strong, you don't just look at the appearance, I will show you. ”

The silk cloth remained suspicious, a pair of wings, with two ropes hanging from the bottom of the head, and the bottom of the rope was tied to the board, this is not a swing?

It's a swing, isn't it? How many bones does she have? And the bones were so hard that she couldn't saw. Do you use fire? Her spiritual power and spirit stones are a little less when she uses them. So, if you can make do with it, make do with it.

Take it outside, first look at the reaction of the leather rope in the harsh environment outside, wait for three minutes, it seems that there is no change.

The demon spirit was summoned and ran back: "Boss, what is this?" ”

I learned the accent with her.

Hu gently picked up the flower pot, put it on the swing, and let the demon spirit go up too, she shook the swing board, found the center of gravity, and then sat on it herself, stretched her hands up, and grabbed a few ropes hanging from her head.

Pulling one of them hard, the two large wings made of bone pieces moved, and the rhythm of the fanning up and down.

"Okay, huh? No wind wow. Silk cloth said.

Hu Qing: "There is no wind to make itself, isn't it just the flow of air." In the Thousand Machines technique, such a small flying means of transportation is the simplest, and it does not need to be supplied with spiritual power. Do you have a better way? ”

No, so the silk cloth obediently shut up.

The wings were flapped for a while, and the wind that fanned out was blowing high, and the green light below flew high, circling the aircraft, hazy and beautiful.

The demon spirit was motionless: "Boss, why don't I pull it." ”

Hu Qing: "Wait for my test flight to be successful." ”

After fanning it for a while, it still didn't move, Hu Qing didn't think there was something wrong with her flying machine, she was wondering, was there something wrong with the air?

At this moment, the body moved, and the swing board shook and flew high. As Hu Qing kept pulling the rope, the two wings of different lengths finally flew up and flew very steadily. Hu Qing tried to turn and pull the other ropes, the bone pieces on the wings were pulled apart, and slowly tilted out of the angle, the tilt angle on both sides was different, the center of gravity was offset, the aircraft turned a corner, and the swing followed the turn.

Turning in the other direction is also smooth and without stuttering.

Hu Qing was very satisfied: "That's enough." ”

As for the speed, it is much faster than her, about the same as a bicycle, and it can accelerate. With a flying machine, you don't have to jump on high and low bones.

She cooperated with the silk cloth once, driving the flying machine at a medium speed and low altitude, and the silk cloth would remind her every ten meters, and she immediately threw out a trace of her divine sense and hit the cliff, and then quickly retracted it.

"How?" Silk asked.

Hu Qing: "It's much better than before." You helped me determine the distance, saving my senses, and I have experience after so many times. One touch away, found not to withdraw immediately. Try to give as little chance as possible for negative energy to eat away at me. ”

It's settled like this, it's nothing more than walking on the legs before, and now it's pulling the rope with the arms raised, it's all exercise, and you can't favor one over the other.

As for the demon spirit, after testing the feasibility of the flying machine, the little thing ran down to find the bones again, anyway, it ran fast, and it was uncomfortable to sit on the flying machine. The soul of the worker is burning.

Hu Qing felt that flying was much easier than walking, and she could exercise her arm strength at the same time, and when she got out, she could challenge the high-end hard materials with a hammer.

In the gap between flying, she tried the mental method in the Encyclopedia of Demon Cultivation, and found that the monk could actually use it. Of course, the so-called demon cultivator is the human race that has entered the demon. I didn't expect that she could cultivate without magic in her body. It's just that this effect can only relieve the pain of her soul being eaten by the cliff. This is already very good, Hu Qingxiao used this mental method to assist the cultivation of the Spring Divine Technique, and his divine consciousness was injured to the point of being riddled with holes, and there was a slight increase after repair. A little bit at a time, the accumulation is more, and Hu Qing can feel the fullness of the soul.

mentioned a place recorded in the Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants with Silk Cloth: "There is a place called Dayayuan in the Heavenly Mountains, and it is said that many of the spiritual plants produced there have the effect of enhancing the soul of the gods. It is good for the gods and souls for monks to cultivate there. It's a pity that the suppression is too strong, and the low cultivation can't last much time. The three continents of this Xiaoli realm have their own mysterious places. After all these years here, I have never been to a mysterious place to explore and hunt for treasure. When we go out this time, I'll plan well, and we'll go on an adventure. ”

Silk: "Not now?" ”

Hu Qing: "Not this time. I was taken captive, and I didn't do anything to prepare for it. ”

Silk cloth: "What is not prepared is called exploration, and what is prepared is called play." ”

It seems quite right: "But what can be found here?" ”

Before the words landed, the demon spirit flew over, holding a bone stick in his mouth, and landed on the swing: "Boss, the hurricane is coming." ”

When Hu Qing heard this, he immediately put the flying machine into the space, hugged Xiao Xuanxue, and let the demon spirit wrap around her neck and escape downward.

confiscated Xiao Xuanxue into the space because she was afraid that she would be swept up by a hurricane, Xiao Xuanxue could help her press the scale, and after escaping to the bottom, she needed Xiao Xuanxue to release petals to protect her. As for the demon spirit, Hu Qing didn't plan to let it go in again. It was enough to have it before, and it didn't make it pay for the damage to so many of her things.

Demon Spirit: Not looking for bones to pay back?

Hu Qing: That's just the rent and the adoption fee.

At the bottom, the snow-white petals stretched out and closed, and Hu Qing and the demon spirit stared wide-eyed inside.

"When did you conjure up your eyes?"

Two eyes suddenly grew out of the demon's round body, and the shape was very similar to that of himself in the mirror.

Hu Qing refused: "No." ”

The demon spirit is aggrieved: "I want to become human. ”

Hu Qing: "Where is the human form, you can be real and convenient now." ”

Demon Spirit: "I can be real or false even if I become a human." I want to be like my boss. ”

Hu glared lightly, you six-eared macaque.

Hu said lightly: "You are a boy, you are too feminine than me." ”

The demon spirit immediately asked: "What does the boss say I have become?" ”

Hu Qing looked up, and could only see snow-white petals and soft pearls, anyway, the hurricane was going to blow for a while, and played with small things for a while.

She took out a large mirror and threw it in front of the demon, obviously the demon had never seen this thing, and looked at herself inside, and circled around the mirror.

Hu gently pulled it so that it was facing the mirror, and then pinched and pinched the soft dough with his fingers: "Treat you as mud, and you will be what I will make you like." ”

The demon spirit understood, and remained motionless, making it harder wherever he twitched with his fingers, so that it could be shaped. The two have the same mind, and sometimes the light pinch is not in place, and the demon spirit can shape the line by itself when he feels it.

Hu Qing was satisfied: "This is the same heart." ”

I asked the silk cloth in my heart: "Why is it not the same thing as you?" You don't care about my feelings at all. ”

(End of chapter)