Seeing the little one trying his best but still unable to outrun his claws,

Ban lowered his head impatiently, picked up the little guy, stood on all fours, tiptoed, and flew into the air.

Go in a certain direction as quickly as possible.

Although it didn't know where the little guy's family was, it was still easy to track them by smelling the remaining scent of the monster.

Over there, Jingguang has already met up with Jingshi. One of them is waiting anxiously on the spot to prevent the child from coming back and not being able to find the location, while the other starts looking in the forest.

Jingguang was extremely familiar with the forest. Even though he hadn't explored it for hundreds of years, he could still recognize many things.

He walked deeper into the forest.

Some clues were also found.

For example, a shoe dropped by little Natsume.

This further strengthened his thinking.

Something happened to the child.

Just as he continued to move forward along the abnormal direction of the bushes in the direction where his shoes fell,

A gust of cold wind blew.

Jingguang's expression turned cold, and his intuition told him that there was something wrong with this gust of wind.

Before he could resist, he was suddenly sent flying into the air.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and soon he calmed down and began to find a solution to this supernatural event.

I don't know why, even if I was thrown into the air and thrown down,

He wasn't injured either.

One reason was that his conditioned reflex allowed him to adjust his body position naturally when he was falling in the air, so that he landed safely with his feet pointing downwards. Another reason was that the bushes and soft grass soil also saved him from many dangers.

It is obvious that there are poisonous plants with thorns just a dozen centimeters away.

But he was unscathed.

Another gust of wind blew,

Jingguang was on guard, but he only saw Natsume swaying in the air, with the back of his collar lifted up by something invisible, and his whole body swaying in the wind as if hanging on an invisible bamboo pole.

It's shaky and very dangerous.

Jingguang's veins bulged, and he went towards Natsume's position with full of defense.

"Takashi! Be careful--"

"Jingguang Dad!"

Natsume Takashi waved happily and turned back to say, "Master Madara, please let me go."

Madara blinked: "Satisfy you."

Then release your mouth.

Little Natsume Takashi is falling in free fall.

"ah--"

He was frightened and screamed.

Jingguang rushed up the tree trunk in a few seconds and caught the falling little Natsume with both hands in time.

But when he received it, he knew he was overthinking.

Little Natsume was falling at a constant speed, and that strange wind was always with him.

In the world that only Natsume Takashi could see, although Madara threw him down, the entire white wolf flashed under him at an extremely fast speed. In other words, even if Jingguang's father didn't catch him, he would not be in danger.

Atobe Keimitsu, who was holding the child, only felt an abnormal slight buoyancy beneath his body, and then landed safely and smoothly.

"Kagemitsu, Takashi—are you okay?"

From a distance, Yukimura Seiichi started shouting, and he heard Takashi and Kagemitsu's shouts from afar.

Worried, I followed the sound.

Where Jingguang couldn't see, Madara was standing in the open space. Natsume saw that the monster who tried to attack Jingguang's father was trembling and hiding under a tree, not daring to go out.

"What the hell is this?"

"What's wrong with it?"

He looked at Madara, who was looking at Jingguang's father with some surprise, and the man and the demon spoke almost at the same time.