Feng Lin... It's her that she is sorry for Feng Lin.

She looked at the small ashes and felt inexplicably: She raised him, took care of him, and mentioned him, but it did not mean that she was very sincere to him, she was just lonely.

But he gave all his sincerity and tried his best to save her. Yes, he was foolish and almost killed her, but he tried hard to remedy it and resisted bravely.

He did not have firm beliefs and did not find his own "Tao". He practiced just because everyone did that. He was not a true monk in terms of mind and nature.

She and Chengxin believed him, but they were both wrong - he was not smart enough, had no perseverance, could not endure hardship, could not bear humiliation. However, his relatives were killed, he tried to take revenge, she was seriously injured and asked for help, and he tried to help her

.

Feng Lin is worthy of anyone.

She misread him and let him down. Yin Miaomiao closed his five fingers and felt sour.

At this moment, the ashes moved and a small horn collapsed. She looked at her eyes and saw a tender yellow wing with a pointed tip, then an orange-yellow claw, so small, only

She has such a big fingertip.

Yin Miaomiao held her breath and looked surprised.

"Hu——" A little guy who looked almost the same as a chick crawled out of the ashes, let out a heavy sigh, shaking the dirty ash on the fluff, and his round and fluffy look was indescribably cute.

It soon found someone around, looked at her vigilantly, and asked in a silence: "Who are you? Why are you staying in my nest? Let's go... Huh?"

Yin Miaomiao looked at it with joy and amusing.

The little guy tilted his head and felt the connection with her. He wanted to get close, but he was very resistant to this kind of closeness. He walked over, retreated, leaned over, took a few more steps back, and was worried that he didn't know what to do.

Yin Miaomiao rarely lost his speech ability and sat on the ground watching it perform.

After a while, it seemed to be tired, blowing away the ashes on the ground, sitting down carefully, staring at her with emerald eyes, and asking, "Who are you?"

She didn't know how to answer.

It asked carefully again: "Are you the master?"

"No." Yin Miaomiao remembered that Phoenix was a very proud race and denied it cautiously.

However, it shook its feathers, and crystal tears poured into its eyes. Fear captured its mind. If no one feeds it, the newborn phoenixes will easily die, and they are too weak to have the ability to rebirth.

It'll really die.

No, don't die!

Fear and grievance were intertwined, and it forgot the resistance just now, tried to lift its small wings, and said anxiously: "Do you want me anymore? I eat very little, don't abandon me, I will die

.”

It was just born, with only a layer of fluffy hair on its body, its beak and claws were extremely delicate, and its voice was grandma, like a baby's cry.

Yin Miaomiao had no way to resist the cuteness that was born with her cubs, and said softly, "I won't abandon you, are you hungry, are you?"

Her body could not bear the weight of external objects before, and her arms and clothes were put away. Now she really had nothing. Looking around, she only found the water-condensing hairpin that was thrown by Feng Lin at the entrance.

Don't underestimate the survival instinct of any creature. The little phoenix is ​​hungry and urgently needs to eat, but when it feels that she has no food, it shakes its little head and says firmly and forcefully: "I'm not hungry."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing and reached out to hold it up. It turned out that the newborn phoenix was so small, only half the size of her palm, about the same as a sparrow, and could be pinched to death with two fingers.

So fragile, if you ignore it, it will really die. She stroked its soft fluff and decided not to terminate the contract for the time being, and raise it before saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't abandon you."

"Really?" It flapped its wings in surprise.

"Really, are you hungry?" she asked with a smile.

The little phoenix stammered for a few times and said in a low voice: "A little bit, just a little bit, it's okay if you don't eat it."

"Then let's find something to eat." Yin Miaomiao hugged it and showed her first relaxed smile in a few years.

The young prince suffered a blood disaster and was full of grudges and grudges.

The unknown sinister things in the world, three crying sounds of blood.

——"Feng Yuelu·Once the shocking geese, the innocent child·Fenglin"

This volume is over

The author has something to say: Dangdangdang, congratulations to the first little cute little phoenix in this article for being online~~This is probably to be a lover in the previous life and a son in the past life?

Do you still remember the five-feathered colorful phoenix from back then? After going around, Miaomiao still had a phoenix.

However, Feng Lin did not die, but disappeared.

I originally planned to analyze Feng Lin, but think about it, everyone should have their own feelings, just let’s have a sauce.
Chapter completed!