Little Tengu had a dream.

In the dream, she was rescued by a god and brought back to her residence.

Uh···

It seems that it is not a dream, but something that just happened.

In a daze, the little tengu heard that warm and gentle voice again.

"It will be great when I can learn healing magic."

Healing magic?

A spell that heals the wounded?

Little Tengu suddenly realized that he could hear movement, but he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Eyelids are very heavy, and there is no strength in the whole body.

This god's home is so comfortable.

"Little guy, I'm your savior.

Now I'm going to heal your wounds, if you can hear me please don't take me for a pervert. "

abnormal?

How can a little tengu who has no experience in the world understand such vocabulary.

Obscure···

As expected of a god.

suddenly.

She felt a big hand gently placed on her forehead.

A strand of familiar breath of the same race entered from her forehead and flowed all over her body, making her feel extremely comfortable.

like a mother...

Little Tengu's mind was confused for some reason, and his thoughts drifted out of the clouds again.

Misty, true.

Eh?

The big hand left his forehead.

It started to become icy and cool, sliding slowly everywhere.

The dimly conscious little tengu had a slightly reddened face.

Is this too...

this is not good···

soon.

Feng Jue applied medicine and bandages for her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he murmured in a low voice: "I appreciate you for being loyal and courageous..."

Appreciate me?

Does God appreciate me?

Little Tengu is very happy to be praised.

It may be that those cool powers played a role.

Little Tengu regained a little strength and couldn't help but want to open his eyes.

The small mouth opened and closed slightly, and let out a soft hum.

Eyelids lifted, vision changed from blurry to bright.

She finally saw the benefactor who saved her life.

It really is a face with sharp edges and corners, and the more you look at it, the more handsome it is.

They are even more beautiful than the prides in the clan.

But he... seems like a human being.

Inazuma's Tengu Clan, most of them live deep in the mountains and forests, and don't easily show up in the crowd.

And this little tengu is obviously a little afraid of humans.

Goo!

She swallowed.

"Wake up, how do you feel?"

Feng Jue looked at her and asked softly.

Like the spring breeze blowing, it warmed the little tengu's heart.

She nodded and hummed.

"Take a good rest and go back to your Tengu parents in a few days."

"They are already dead, killed by evil spirits."

"Is that so..."

Hear this conversation.

People feel sad for this little tengu.

Both of his parents died, but he still insisted on the duty of guarding the mountains and forests, fighting monsters alone.

It turns out that Daozuma's cold-faced general also had a sad childhood.

···

From then on, Feng Jue would change her dressing every day.

Use your own strength to nourish her.

In just three days, the little tengu was alive and kicking.

Feng Jue learns that she has no name.

At first, she was called "Xiao Hei".

Because her current body has black feathers.

Thinking about it again, after the feathers faded, she would still be a fair-skinned and beautiful woman.

So he took a name for her, called "Sara".

Of course he would not use Jiu Tiao's surname.

But I don't know how to name it, so I simply use a ready-made one.

Xiao Suluo likes this name, and even more likes to hear Feng Jue call her "Xiao Hei".

After the injury is healed.

Feng Jue took her to the street to relax.

Xiao Shaluo followed Feng Jue with a stiff face.

Not far.

Feng Jue felt that someone was grabbing the corner of his clothes.

"what happened?"

Facing Feng Jue's question, Xiao Shaluo shook his head.

But the little hand tightened the corner of the clothes.

"Are you afraid of people?"

"Ah."

The answer was yes, but he shook his head.

Feng Jue couldn't help smiling.

He reached out and took her little hand.

Just strolling on the street like this.

"It seems that Feng Jue is a pretty good guy."

"That's true. Except for abandoning the beautiful woman every time, he is a good man."

"Brother Feng Jue is so gentle, I don't know why you scold him."

"." The fan club will always love Brother Feng Jue! "

People are divided into three camps for Feng Jue.

Black fans and true fans and passers-by.

There are also some brain fans.

This kind of fan is like a cult, disgusting people everywhere.

Many people turned black on Feng Jue Road because of their stupid fans.

···

Screen jumps.

A lodge was shown.

In front of the wooden house, there is a stone table.

There are two people at the table, Feng Jue and Sha Luo.

Sara was 13 years old at this time.

His figure has also become taller and prouder.

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