Chapter 124: Little Blue Bird (1/2)
When he wandered back into the medical tent, Li Yao's hair stood up, as if he had been burned by a flame charm.
He smashed himself into the medical cabin severely, only to feel that the sky was spinning around, as if he was in a lonely boat in the stormy sea.
He retched for a long time without vomiting up anything-he had already vomited sour water on the way, and he almost vomited his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
”It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, Xiao Hei, you wait, one day I will become a master craftsman, and I will definitely transform you into a broom!” Li Yao vomited and yelled in his heart.
The Black Wing Sword couldn't hear his voice, and it swallowed the vast demon energy like a sea, and it flicked two more laps. It was refreshed, and he arched into his rucksack contentedly and went to sleep.
”Student Li Yao...”
At this moment, an intermittent female voice appeared in Li Yao's ears, sounding a bit difficult.
Li Yao was taken aback.
After becoming a cultivator, his five senses are very keen, not to mention that there is such a big place in the medical tent that he has no reason to hide a woman.
”Student Li Yao...”
The female voice came again, faintly, faintly, like a female ghost who never left.
The hairs on Li Yao's back stood up suddenly-he heard this female voice coming from under him, and under him was the base of the medical cabin!
”I'm here……”
Just as Li Yao was terrified, a small psychic bird flew out from under the medical cabin with its metal wings flapping, and a very embarrassed expression appeared in the transparent spar's eyeballs, and he whispered, ”Sorry, I'm still there. I have adapted to my new body and still can’t master flying skills. I just fell to the ground from mid-air. I didn’t deliberately hide and scare you, Classmate Li Yao.”
Li Yao was stunned, spread his palms, and let the Psychic Bird fall carefully on the palm.
This is a small and exquisite psychic bird with a pale green brilliance. Most of the limbs are polished with spar. Only some metal is used on the key bones and frame, and the translucent spar shell is enveloped. The extremely fine gears, flywheels, transmission shafts and universal joints are tightly integrated to form a natural beauty.
For some reason, this psychic bird gave Li Yao a very familiar feeling. He always felt that he had seen its eyes somewhere.
Li Yao thought for a moment, his eyes widened: ”Wei Qingqing?”
The psychic bird flapped its wings happily, and the little head lightly tapped, and the voice was still very gentle, not as crisp as it was when he was alive, and it became a little waxy:
”It's me, classmate Li Yao, thanks to you finding a trace of my remnant soul, Uncle Tang and Teacher Ding, they also transformed me into ghost repair, but my strength is too weak, and my soul has been exposed to the air for too long. The soul is incomplete, and it is not enough to support the large-scale psychic prosthesis for the time being, and we can only use this bird-shaped psychic prosthesis first.
Speaking of this, Wei Qingqing's eyes brightened, and the facial muscles polished by strands of crystals also showed a smile, and said softly, ”This is also very good. I have liked birds since I was a child, and I often imagined that I was a small The blue bird, flying freely among the clouds, is now considered fulfilled.”
Li Yao was holding the little blue bird with emotion in his heart.
Among the seven cultivators, Wei Qingqing gave him the most shock.
She is only in her early twenties this year. She has just graduated from Tianhuan Academy. She is also a low-strength literary and artistic cultivator. To be honest, even if she does not stand up, others will not accuse her.
But she still stood up without hesitation, and withered before the most beautiful youthful years had fully bloomed-what kind of power was it that drove her to stand up?
Li Yao was full of curiosity about Wei Qingqing.
”I made a special trip to thank classmate Li Yao. If you hadn't found my remnant soul, I might have disappeared now. Where can I see the blue sky and white clouds again?”
Wei Qingqing fluttered his wings, leaped lightly from Li Yao's palm, and rose into the air. He flew a little awkwardly, and said intermittently, ”No, but I haven't completely mastered this psychic prosthesis. Hard work, classmate Li Yao, why don't we invite you into the world of my fiction? Let's communicate directly with our spirits, can we?”
”The world of fiction?”
Li Yao suddenly remembered that Wei Qingqing is a very mysterious ”illusionist”. According to the legend, a very powerful world of words can be constructed, and the world of words can call the wind and rain.
Li Yao was full of curiosity about the illusionist, nodded immediately, and said happily: ”Of course, what should I do?”
”You don't have to do anything, just close your eyes.”
Wei Qingqing flapped his wings and flew over his head, ”The name of my novel is ”Blue Bird”. Welcome, classmate Li Yao, let's enter the world of ”Blue Bird” together.”
”Om!”