The Black Bird, lazily resting against a tree, suddenly opened its eyes and flew out when Gu Lingling wasn't paying attention.
Master is in danger.
This is the time for the Black Bird King to show its skill.
The Black Bird flapped its wings vigorously and flew towards the unmanned zone where Yang Yunhai was.
"Huh, I think I saw something black fly by just now?" Two warriors were whispering below as the Black Bird flew over.
"Don't scare me, okay? I didn't see anything," another warrior whispered.
"You know, the head told us to stay here and report anything unusual, but there's not even a bird feather here—what's unusual?" said the warrior who spoke first.
Just then, a black feather fell down from above.
If the Black Bird were here, it would surely be heartbroken.
Damn it, this jet-black feather takes so long to grow, and it just fell off like this. Boo-hoo, what to do, it's so heartbreaking!
But now, it couldn't worry about all that.
