Xiao Nuo sat upright on the head of the demon eagle, sitting cross-legged with his small body, staring at everything around with his round eyes, and the terrifying spiritual perception spread to the surroundings without reservation. Suddenly, the small body shook, and then there was a clear tremor. I looked at him after a while, and the solemn expression on his face became stronger and stronger. "Damn..." Seeing Ai Siyu, who still showed no sign of waking up behind him, Xiao Nuo exhaled anxiously.