Hu Xian 'er sat in her room in the Academy and looked out calmly. The outside was still full of flowers and was very beautiful, but Hu Xian' er was not happy at all. She was worried about Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai had already left the blade Spirit nation for more than two months. She knew that Zhao Hai had gone to the great desert, but it was precisely because she knew that Zhao Hai had gone to the great desert that she was even more worried.
What kind of place was the desert? That was a Bandit's lair. If he Cao went there, what if something happened? This was what Hu Xian 'er was most worried about.
Just as Hu Xian 'er was thinking about this, an Eagle's Cry suddenly came from the sky, and a black shadow fell from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the black shadow turned into a Flying Eagle. This Eagle's body wasn't the largest among the Eagles, but it had golden feathers and was very handsome.
