Chapter 8 Blue and white bird fishing system bird online catching wind (bush...

"Yeah, very similar."

"She is also a very gentle and kind person."

"Always willing to help others, just like my brother, the Honorary Knight."

Kong was silent for a while. The twins' sensitivity might appear in any situation related to her. He could feel that the friend Yi Bai was talking about was his sister, Yan.

"Is she... is she okay? Where did she go last?"

A subtle sound escaped from the corner of Sora's mouth, and he couldn't help but ask more about Yan.

"She's fine... maybe fine. I don't know where she went after we said goodbye."

"But I heard her mention that she had something very important to do, and she had to find her only relative in the world."

"熒..."

"Honourable Knight Brother, are you okay?"

Yi Bai blinked slightly and asked at a loss.

"It doesn't matter. We can talk about the rest later when we have the chance. Amber and Paimon might be waiting anxiously."

Kong smiled softly and patted the boy's head as he wished.

From the initial guilt to curiosity, and then to the current liking and care, Kong's attitude towards Yibai has changed with confidence. After all, Yibai obviously has a good impression and goodwill towards Yan. In this case, his sister's friends are his friends!

[Ahh, is he talking about my sister?!]

[I almost forgot about my sister and didn’t even react (guilty)]

[This seems to be the first time I heard someone talk about my sister.]

[It sounds like the important thing the younger sister has to do is not the same as looking for her brother]

[I also want to touch Xiao Yibai’s hair and cuddle with him]

[Yibai is so cute! Hiding behind grandpa, so small.]

[I am crying in my sister’s heart]

"Let's go."

"But...but...it's so high..."

Even though he was able to rescue people without fear in the storm caused by the Wind Dragon, when faced with his first high-altitude flight above a cliff, Yi Bai still appropriately revealed the fragility and cowardice of a ten-year-old child.

Even though Kong knew that this was not an ordinary child, he couldn't help but be deceived by his well-behaved appearance, and then showed the due kindness and concern.

"It's okay, just spread your wings of wind and fly with the wind."

"Don't worry, I'll follow you. If anything unexpected happens, I'll catch it."

"good."

There was no further entanglement. Even though he was afraid, the boy was unwilling to bring more trouble to the people around him.

He bravely took the first step to fly.

At the moment when he was thrown towards the ground with the sky on his back, Yi Bai put away all his fearful expressions, and his deep blue pupils were calm and even had a hint of madness.

Embracing the sky must be a wonderful experience.

His adrenaline surged, and his heartbeat and blood pumped faster and faster.

During the few tenths of a second that he was suspended in the air, he didn't even open his wings of wind. From Kong's perspective, the boy fell downward at an extremely fast speed.

Kong's pupils shrank dramatically, and he also spread his wings and jumped down, heading straight towards Yi Bai.

Wow——Unexpectedly, Yi Bai finally spread his wings of wind.

But those wings were the most beautiful and stunning he had ever seen in his life.

The aqua blue lines flow continuously, spreading under layer after layer of snow-white feathers.

After being stained by the sky and sunlight, the feathers stained by the aqua blue are transparent and clear, while the remaining snow white appears softer and more delicate. Wrapped in feathers, Yibai looks like a blue and white bird dominated by white, elegant and cute.

The dive paused slightly.

The scene before my eyes was so beautiful that it was hard to be disturbed.

Wings of wind? No, those wings didn’t look like they were made by any craftsman in the world. They seemed to come from Yi Bai himself, extending out from his back, growing naturally.

Yi Bai turned in the air, his wings flapping smoothly, revealing the white-haired boy from behind.

He looked up, suspended in the air in a lying position, smiled innocently at Kong, then flapped his wings, stepped on the air flow, and flew to Kong's side.

The boy grabbed Sora's hand tightly and tried to fly upwards, the soft wind constantly blowing on his face. He brought Sora to the edge of the cliff, in front of the aperture.

"Fly from here."

He said seriously.

“…”

The Wings of Wind cannot fly upwards. In fact, it is more like a paraglider blessed by the God of Wind, which allows people to land slowly in windy environments.

When he was traveling through the sea of ​​stars, he also had a pair of flying wings, but... do slimes also have wings? Sora began to doubt Ibai's species and the laws of this world.

Although it is a bit troublesome to explain to others, the power of rules gained is indeed a lot, completely offsetting and surpassing the power used to transform into a pair of beautiful wings.

Yi Bai followed behind Kong, drilling into the light circles one by one.

After all - for paper characters, in addition to personality and plot highlights, appearance is the most direct, powerful and impactful way to win the favor of players.

Many times, people's perception of beauty is interconnected.

[Ahhhh my God is really a little angel]

[How do you have wings, my cute baby! !]

[He is so beautiful, he is so beautiful, he is so beautiful]

[Hurry up and enter the card pool! ! ! ]

[Will the wings be retained when the character is released?]

[What a cute blue and white bird! This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful blue and white bird]

[Like a gorgeous little prince]

[Can you give me a feather, baby?]

[I want it too. We're already holding hands. Can you help me get a feather back, Kong Bao? (Eyes shifted)]

[He still remembers Subject 1. So honest. Hahaha]

[So it’s not a slime? Why does a slime have wings?]

[What's wrong with slimes having wings? Wind slimes already have wings.]

[? Isn't he a water slime?]

[It might be a hybrid slime. Slimes should be able to interbreed.]

[We'll all be human now, so having wings doesn't seem like a big deal]

[The rough stones have been collected! Bring them up quickly.]

"Wow……"

Paimon opened his round mouth and watched Yi Bai falling from the sky.

"Yi Bai, your...wings of wind?"

Amber widened her eyes and asked hesitantly.

Yi Bai did not try to hide too much. He spread his wings and landed slowly on the ground. He did not fold up his wings of wind like Kong. The moment he landed, his wings began to fold, then slowly shrank and turned into a point of light and disappeared.

"It... I don't quite understand it either. When I jumped off the cliff and was too nervous to open the Wings of Wind immediately, these wings automatically grew out from my back..."

Yi Bai looked confused, as if he really didn't understand why this happened.

Kong also believed this statement. If Yibai wanted to hide this matter, there was no need for him to come with them to take the pilot's license exam and only spread his wings in times of crisis.

Perhaps it was because Kong had full trust in Yi Bai from the beginning, he felt that Yi Bai's fearful and timid expression on the cliff did not seem fake.

This was probably the first time Yi Bai knew that he still had the ability to fly.

Just like the bird in the fable book that yearns to fly high has wings but cannot fly.

Until... he had the courage to jump down the canyon.

"Hmm... maybe... maybe Yi Bai is actually a child blessed by the God of Wind?"

Amber racked her brains to think.

Paimon thought for a moment and said:

"After all, there are many creatures in this world that have mysterious powers, just like me, who can fly without wings. Maybe... Yi Bai is actually a fairy crane from Liyue!"

Kong also fell into deep thought, but his understanding of this world was very limited. The only thing he could confirm was that Yibai was not just a slime.

"I...shouldn't be..."

Yi Bai actually wanted to say that when he came through this world, he was actually just a water slime, but a slime with human intelligence.

He just has the ability to fly, there is no need to change his race...right?

If we must draw an analogy...his current power level should be closer to the young version of Tenri? Phanes of creation?

"never mind."

Seeing that Yi Bai also looked confused, Amber, who couldn't figure it out, accepted this setting in just two seconds.

"No matter what the reason is, Yi Bai is still our West Wind Knight!"

"Anyway, congratulations on completing this flight."

"Since Yibai has wings and can fly, there is no need to continue practicing, but the traveler must continue~"

Sora nodded helplessly.

I could fly before...

…

The wind rises from the ground.

The lush leaves blocked almost all of the afternoon sunlight. Several wind crystal butterflies danced under the trees, dragging sparkling wind elemental particles with them.

On the ground, patches of grass swayed in the wind, as if they were also enjoying the baptism of God.

Yi Bai, holding a lyre, stepped out of the water mirror that suddenly opened next to the Seven Heavens Statue and walked quietly to the tree.

He looked up at the tree's intricate trunk and layers of leaves.

At that moment, a green light seemed to flash on the branches, but it was more like an illusion. The brown old wood was carrying the leaves steadily, and nothing seemed to have changed.

Only a few leaf tips moved slightly unnaturally, as if indicating someone's departure.

Yi Bai sighed in his heart, raised his hand skillfully, and climbed to the top of the tree using the water vine, a skill he had just unlocked after obtaining the power of rules.

He held the zither in one hand and with the other he pulled the tenacious water flow up to the top of the tree and sat on the treetop where someone seemed to have been.

After sitting firmly, Yi Bai directly cut off the connection with the water vines. The vines instantly lost their toughness, turned into a stream of water, and poured onto the grass.

Hmm... this distance is more convenient than opening the wings and is less conspicuous.

Yi Bai placed the lila he had carved himself on his knees.

The boy's black suit shorts held up the white feathers hanging on the piano. He smiled and raised his hands to pluck the strings.

He slid his fingers through the melody in his memory, letting the pleasant and clear sound of the piano spread among the trees and green grass.

Like a stream flowing through the mountains, like an elf dancing among the flowers, like ears of wheat floating in the wind, like a clock tower spanning time.

The sound of the piano resonates with the wind, and resonates with the sea-blue Truman Cherry Blossom guitar in that classroom long ago.

Yi Bai let go of his fingers that were plucking the strings and placed the guitar between his legs. He rested his hands on the branches and leisurely felt the aftereffects of the melody.

We didn't capture any little poet today. It seems we'll have to add more chips to the scale next time.