An'an Runs Away From Home (1)

Muir instantly felt as if his heart was filled with strong emotion, that he no longer had any more regrets in his life. Even if he was told to die now, he'd have no regrets.

Bai Qingqing felt uneasy from his gaze and poked his sturdy chest with her slender finger. "What… are you looking at? Let's go home."

Go home…

These two simple words gave Muir the urge to cry.

He smiled and thought, With you around, everywhere is home.

"Alright, let's go home." Muir let go of her and turned into his eagle form.

Bai Qingqing secretly exhaled and climbed onto Muir's back with a reddened face.

When the little eagle saw that his daddy was going to fly, he struggled to dart out from his mommy's embrace. He then flapped his wings and flew by himself.

"Screech—" Right's wings flapped loudly.

Bai Qingqing smiled and said, "Alright, Right can fly back home yourself."