Chapter 686

Gray inputs more pure energy from her chest, which is transformed by the power of faith. It is absolutely pure without his breath.

The energy was absorbed by the magic lines on her chest, and then continued to spread like her body. The magic lines on Mary fisson's body worked to the extreme, and even her body began to get hot.

"Guide, communicate, and control it as you have used it."

The energy gradually spread all over her body, not only the magic lines, but also where the magic lines did not exist.

Mary fisson felt very hot and dry, and her heart felt like a fire burning again.

She listened to gray and recalled what she had felt.

Suddenly, at a node, for a moment, it was like a clear spring flowing out of the bottom of her heart. Her heart beat strongly, and a weak energy poured into her whole body, connected with the strength of her body.

For a moment, like the completion of the ceremony, all the power of Mary fisson fell into her control like a tame sheep and became a part of her body again.

Guanghua is introverted and her magic is no longer revealed. The magic lines on her body are extinguished one after another. It has completed its mission.

Mary fisson couldn't help showing her beautiful fangs, then her eyes moved down slowly, and gray calmly withdrew her hand.

He took out a bottle of medicine. "Congratulations on your recovery. This will help you recover your energy. Take a rest yourself."

With that, he handed it to her and turned away from the hut.

In the room, clothes flew up and automatically put on her. Magic surged. A wooden chair intertwined with vines grew up, and Mary fisson sat on it as if she had lost her strength.

"Finally succeeded." Mary fisson breathed out a long breath.

These days, she has been tossing and turning. In fact, she is very tired. She is physically and mentally tired. Now she is finally well and can have a good rest.

She opened the potion gray handed her and drank it with a heroic mouthful. Mary fisson sat still in her chair and began to rest and recover her spirit and strength.

More than an hour later, Mary fisson, who had a good rest, came out of the cabin. The outside world was already at night. The curved half moon was covered by a thin layer of clouds, and the stars in the starry sky were brighter.

Following the light of the fire and the sound of wood cracking in the fire, she found gray roasting a wild deer not far away.

"Have a rest? You're lucky. It's just baked. Let's try the taste. " Gray warmly invited.

"Thank you!" Mary fisson went to the fire and sat down, her huge wings dragging on the grass.

"Can't you put your wings away?" Gray was curious, then his shoulders shook, the golden wings behind him expanded, shook again and disappeared, "like this!"

"That's part of me, not a magic prop." Mary Pherson stared at him, and she didn't think it was inconvenient. Instead, she liked herself very much. She was very proud of her strong wings.

"Who says it's not magic props?" Gray shook his head. "Your understanding of magic is too rough. Ask Carlisle more in the future. She has a deeper understanding of magic than you."

Then he stretched out his hand and a magic fell on Mary Pherson's back. Mary Pherson resisted his instinct and let him move.

The huge wings shrank rapidly and finally disappeared into her back, forming two wing like tattoos under her clothes.

"Look!" Gray raised her eyebrows proudly.

Mary fisson's shoulders shook, and the tattoo was immediately activated and restored to its original size.

"All right!" Gray tilted his mouth, tore off a fat thigh and handed it to her.

"Can your wings fly now? No injuries. " Gray asked conscientiously.

Mary fisson paused, looked at the sky and said, "it's no problem to fly to the clouds."

"Then, go to the cloud to eat?" Gray stood up with a smile and turned his hands. The roasted venison was put away by him, and the golden wings behind him spread out.

"Yes!" Mary Pherson spread her wings, threw the deer legs to him, and the wings flapped. People had soared into the air and flew towards the sky.

Gray smiled, took his thigh, put it away and ran after him.

As if aware of Gray's action, Mary fisson accelerated and flew quickly into the sky.

The two figures broke through the clouds at the same time, and the curved crescent sprinkled silver moonlight, putting a layer of silver gauze on them.

"Why can these wings fly so fast and so high here?" Mary fisson asked, looking at the golden wings behind him.

Before, she was using these wings, but she couldn't rely on them to fly to the clouds or so fast.

Gray looked at her speechless and looked helpless. "I'm a magic prop. Although I can fly without inputting magic, inputting magic is the correct way to use it, okay?"

"Moreover, strong physical quality is also an important basis for supporting flight. Before, you were weak like a little rabbit. When the wind blew, you fell down. If you were fast, you would hurt yourself. How can you fly fast?"

Mary fisson stopped talking, flapping her wings and hovering in the air.

Gray looked around. Except near, there were gray clouds in the distance, and then there was darkness below. Only one or two lights were far away, and the two brightest places were castles.

A castle of Stephen and a castle swept by a dragon are still one of the most dazzling places in the night, even if they are not in a good situation.

Then there are the residents outside the castle and the villages and towns scattered on the earth, such as dim stars, which are difficult to find if you don't look carefully.

"Well, there are still people in the forest who haven't slept!" Gray looked down. There were many bright spots in the forest. He was right about the brightest place

Taking out the magic flying carpet, gray sat cross legged and made an invitation gesture to Mary fisson.

"The scenery above is pretty good. Let's eat here."

The magic flying blanket was tight, just like the real ground. Gray took out a clean big leaf and put all the meat on it.

"Would you like a drink to celebrate your recovery?" Although he was asking her, he had quickly taken out the wine and wine glass.

She didn't refuse. Today is really worth celebrating. "The elf knows it's time to be angry."

It seems that she has completely understood the essence of ELF eaters and drunkards.

Full of wine and meat, Mary feisen looked slightly drunk and pointed to the forest below. "I'll make it back to its original shape soon."

Then he stumbled and almost fell off the flying carpet, and then he took the initiative to spread his wings and jump down.

Gray looked at her like a kite with a broken line. His wings didn't know to move. He hurriedly drove the magic flying carpet to catch up and catch it.

"Crazy?" Gray didn't have a good face. If she enjoyed the moonlight for a while, she would be gone.

Just as she was about to put her on the flying carpet, Mary feisen put her arms around his neck and her red lips came up to him.

After a while, gray stared at her drunken eyes. "Are you still awake?"

"Not awake!" Mary fisson shouted out like a vent, came up again, but her lower body broke away from his arm, and then pushed him down on the magic flying carpet.

Gray nodded in his heart, just sober.

The magic flying carpet quickly grew larger, folded up on four sides, and then floated into the clouds. The surrounding clouds became thicker and thicker, and the moonlight could not pierce it.