The fighter jet rumbled. A robe fell out of it, and then Chief Luo, Xiao Ai, and others jumped out of the jet. Although their bodies were not as strong as Immortals who could survive a fall of ten thousand meters, they could withstand a fall from this height.
The Roof of the World was cold, but Chief Luo's special power was fire—whenever he used it, his head was ablaze. That was why he did not fear the chill. But Xiao Ai and the others had to wrap themselves in so many layers of military coats that they looked like balls.
They came up to Bu Fang. Xiao Ai was still holding the video camera. She planned to record the scene of Bu Fang cooking the golden-winged roc… no, the scene of him cooking Garuda. At the thought of that, her hands shook. She did not know whether it was because of cold or excitement.
