"Does it still hurt?"

Chi Yinghao took off his headphones, put away his tablet, walked to the wooden table, and asked Qi Lin, who had wings on his back at this time.

"It doesn't hurt anymore......"

Qi Lin's voice was weak, "It's just that I feel so tired and hungry......"

"Normal, if you want to condense the power of the Wing Demon, you need to consume a lot of physical strength and magic power."

Chi Yinghao looked at the purple-black box on the table, took out the last bottle of red elixir left inside, and casually threw it on the floor next to Qi Lin's mouth, "Drink it, it can replenish your body's consumption." ”

Qi Lin immediately did so.

He gritted his teeth, struggled to reach out his right hand, shook his thumb to uncork the bottle, and drank the red potion.

The moment the potion entered his abdomen, he felt that his physical strength and magic were rapidly recovering.

A few minutes later, Qi Lin was fully recovered!

"Teng!!"

He subconsciously flapped his wings behind his back, blowing the dust on the ground, and then the whole person floated directly from the ground, his feet hanging in the air.

"I'm flying!"

Seeing this, Qi Lin's face was full of surprise!

"Go outside and fly two laps to see if there's anything wrong with your body."

Chi Yinghao opened the window and pointed to the blue sky outside.

The weather was good, no snow and no fog.

Suitable for take-off.

"Brush—"

Rush out in an instant!

He jumped out of the windowsill, his wings rose straight into the air, and soared above the sky, much faster than his Blood Shadow Technique, accelerating in a straight line, like a black meteor in the air.

Qi Lin did not feel a little strange to this pair of newborn black wings, but like an arm, as if he was born with wings!

So soon, he was not satisfied with a simple straight flight.

Under the sunshine, Qi Lin began to play flower work, spinning in circles at high speed over the winter camp, gathering wings and diving, and turning 360 degrees to fly...... And so on, all kinds of flying acrobatics, he easily used them, and his proficiency in the wings soared, and the speed became faster and faster.

Flight!

Who didn't have a dream of flying in their childhood?!

And now, it's a dream come true!

"Woohoo!!"

Qi Lin flew back and forth in the air, and excited laughter carried along with the wind.

After flying for several minutes, he realized that in addition to his wings, his physical strength seemed to have increased now.

So he glanced at the stats panel.

[Power: 1st Order 7 Stars→ 1st Order 8 Stars]

[Defense: Tier 1 6 Stars→ Tier 1 7 Stars]

Power up 1 star!

Defense up 1 star!

The activation of the power of the Winged Demon not only allowed Qi Lin to gain the ability to fly, but also increased his physical strength a little again.

It's almost there.

With just 3 more attribute points, he can raise [Strength] and [Defense] to the first order 9 stars, and let all his five data come to the level of the peak of the first order!

Then, he can start the First Night Ritual with Irena.

"Boss?!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the ground below.

The black wings fluttered, slowing the fanning speed, allowing themselves to hover in place, looking down.

I saw that in the snow, many students, including Song Junda, were looking up at him at this time, with different expressions, but the color of envy accounted for the majority, after all, for the junior students of their age, there was a pair of cool black wings, which was really enviable.

Qi Lin hung his wings in the sky, hovering under the scorching sun, just looking down on all the students on the ground, and taking in the envy on their faces.

Why envy?

Just because it's cool?

No, the meaning of these black wings is more than just "cool".

The wings represent flight.

The ability to fly represents more tactical options in actual combat.

In the case of the same level, a person who can fly, as long as he uses his brain a little, can beat the one who can't fly, no matter how bad it is, he can be invincible, he can go as he wants, and do whatever he wants.

"Together!!

At this time, on the other side of the snow, Irena, who was chatting with the sweeping aunt, jumped up excitedly and waved vigorously at him, "I, me, me!" I want to fly too! Take me up and fly!! ”

For the demons of hell, flying on wings is far more meaningful than flying by magic.

Because aside from the few cases of the Winged Demon Race, the vast majority of the Demon Races in Hell can only grow wings with those noble bloodlines.

Including the Succubus Clan.

For example, Irena, who is a succubus commoner, has no wings, and only noble succubi have small wings.

Over time, wings have become, in a sense, a symbol of demonic nobility, a symbol of nobility.

So for Irena, the pair of black wings that are present at this time are really too attractive, they are simply handsome!

"Brush—"

In the air, Qi Lin vigorously flapped his wings, then retracted his wings and began to dive rapidly.

He fell like a black meteor, swept directly past Irina's side, stretched out his right hand, and took the little succubus into his arms, and then quickly lifted off into the air with the other party, vigorously flapping his wings and flying into the blue sky, continuing to shuttle in the sea of clouds.

"Wow!!"

"Hahahaha!"

Irena's excited laughter continued to echo in the sea of clouds, making everyone on the ground more and more envious.

“……”

Inside the sea of clouds.

Irena snuggled up in Qi Lin's arms, looked at the clouds beside her, stretched out her hand, touched it gently, and her eyes were full of novelty.

Qi Lin flapped his wings, hugged her waist, looked at her beautiful side face, and couldn't help but smile.

"Together......

Suddenly, Irena turned her head to look at him, first put her red lips up, and kissed him passionately for a while, and then put her arms around his neck, her pink eyes shining, and looked at him expectantly, "Can I choose this place for my first night ceremony?" ”

"What?" Qi Lin was stunned, "Here?!" ”

"That's right!" The little succubus nodded excitedly, "In the clouds!" I saw it in the game video a few days ago, how interesting Yunzhen is! ”

"Well, Yun Zhen or something, let's talk about it then...... It's time for us to go down. ”

Qi Lin smiled helplessly, hugged Irena, and the black wings behind him flapped vigorously, then retracted, and began to dive rapidly, quickly returning to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he fell to the surface and came to the side of Song Junda, Luisa and others.

Everyone stepped forward to watch.

"This is the power of the Winged Demon? Handsome! ”

Song Junda was amazed, walked around behind Qi Lin, kept looking at his wings, and couldn't help but touch it.

He was so envious.

Normally, mages who want to learn flying magic have to wait at least until after the third order.

In other words, if he wants to fly with his own ability, it will take a long, long time, and Qi Lin can take his sister to the sky now.

"These wings have a lot of magical energy."

Luisa also came up, although Qi Lin's sturdy upper body made her a little shy, but she still asked out loud: "Qi Lin, then how will you sleep in the future?" Pressed wings? ”

"Don't you usually like to read? There's something you don't know. ”

Hearing this, Qi Lin explained with a smile: "Actually, the wings of the Winged Demon are not completely flesh and blood, but a collection of magic power and a small part of flesh and blood, as long as I want, I can release the wings at any time...... It's like this. ”

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, the wings behind him shook violently, shattering into countless purple and red intertwined points of light, spraying Song Junda's face, who was approaching to observe.

As for the original position where the wings took root on the back, there were two scars that broke the skin, but these two scars not only did not bleed, but even completely healed in the blink of an eye, and now only a few traces can be seen.

“yue~”

Song Junda waved his hand, scattered those purple and red intertwined broken points of light, and then covered his nose, unappetizing for a while, "It's so bloody, when mixed with the smell of magic, it smells like Juliana's moon...... Oh! ”

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish speaking, Luisa grabbed his ear in shame, and then spun it vigorously, so painful that Song Junda hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Hmph, really, say anything."

Louisa glared at Song Junda viciously.

Then, she looked at Qi Lin again and asked curiously: "In that case, every time you want to fly, you have to regather your wings?" ”