Xiaohei suddenly flapped his wings and flew up, perching on a tree branch. My goodness, it was terrifying. A single eagle like himself couldn't defeat so many wolves, especially in a place unfavorable for flying.
"Xiaobai." After showing some affection to Xiaobai, Yang Ruxin patted his head, "My mother has been kidnapped, and I've come to ask for your help..." Saying this, she took out a piece of Xun Hui's clothing that had been worn recently and had not yet been washed.
Xiaobai sniffed it, followed by his two underlings who also took a sniff.
"Do you know where she was taken?" Yang Ruxin put the clothing away.
Xiaobai rubbed Yang Ruxin's hand and then ran off towards the left.
Yang Ruxin hurriedly followed, torch in hand.
