Bai Qingqing consoled Left while looking inside. "Right, hurry and come out too!"
"Screech~" Left let out a cry.
Bai Qingqing didn't understand bird language. In human form, Muir's countenance changed drastically, and he hurried over to the stone cliff to look down.
Bai Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale, and she asked with a quivering voice, "Right fell?"
His mate's panicked voice was like a sharp blade slashing Muir's heart. He didn't even dare to look back at her. He felt worried for the child and also too ashamed to see his mate.
"I'll go down and check." Muir didn't look back. He forced himself to remain calm and turned back into his beast form, rapidly flying down.
His speed was a lot faster than the necrophagous eagles, his pitch-black figure flashing past like a shooting star, entering the fog in the blink of an eye.