The small magical creatures sniffled and turned their faces to look at Bai Zhi'er.
Them: "Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."
The gist was: Got caught in the rain last night and fell ill.
Bai Zhi'er understood.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud.
These small magical creatures were made of ordinary demonic qi, so they were quite weak.
Other than being able to run errands or deliver messages, they weren't all that resilient.
Bai Zhi'er reached out and gently stroked them, transferring some spiritual power to them.
With the help of an immortal, they naturally soon felt completely refreshed.
A few small magical creatures, like stacking dolls, jumped onto the table with a bounce.
They held hands and bowed to Bai Zhi'er, thanking her for her help.
Bai Zhi'er smiled with arched brows: "So cute!"
"Were you caught in the rain when helping me send my uncle home last night?"
The creatures suddenly remembered their discovery from last night and began chirping away noisily.
