After half a day, du Xiongwen rode the Black Eagle and arrived at the clear stream valley.
Until now, there were still dozens of martial artists left in this valley.
“Senior Du, you’re here!”
Bai Kai, who was carrying a large saber, saw du Xiongwen arrive and went up to greet him.
Du Xiongwen jumped off the eagle’s back and threw the backpack to the two martial artists beside Bai Kai.
“How’s the situation?”Du Xiongwen shook the snowflakes on his body and took off his glasses. He asked indifferently.
Bai Kai shook his head. “That kid seems to have disappeared during this period of time. We can’t find any trace of him.”
Du Xiongwen said, “I can feel that he is still here.”
Bai Kai immediately nodded and said, “Senior, you have had a hard journey. Please rest inside. The room has long been prepared for you.”
“Screech!”
Suddenly, an eagle’s cry sounded from the sky, and a huge red figure descended.
This was naturally little diao’er, who had followed Butler Wu here.