The cubs followed Moore to their destination, but they didn't stop and rushed straight to their mother's legs.

With mud claw eyes, we are going to put a pair of plum blossom mud marks on the snow-white skirt. Moore, with long arms, stops all three leopards.

Bai Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to scold angrily: "how many times have you said that you can't climb on your mother when your feet are dirty?"

"Whoops ~" leopard cubs actively admit their mistakes, but they do not repent.

"Mischievous!" Playing on a leopard's forehead, Bai Qingqing looks at Curtis, who is still walking slowly, and urges: "hurry up, or we will go first."

Curtis was not in a hurry either. He raised his eyebrows and said, "do you remember the way?"

"Er..." Bai Qingqing thought for a moment and wilted. "I don't remember."

Seeing Bai Qingqing's shriveled food, Moore felt a pain in his heart and asked, "is that place within the tribe?"

"Well." Bai Qingqing nodded.

Wisteria, recognized by Moore, is easy to find. It's only a matter of minutes to find such a light purple in the tribe.

He smiled and suddenly untied the hide around his waist that served as a leather skirt. Bai Qingqing's face was hot. He looked around and saw that no one looked at Moore reproachfully.

"How do you..."

Before he finished speaking, Moore became a huge eagle beast. Although his feathers were ragged, his whole body's grandeur was increasing. There was no doubt that he was strong.

Shaking the wings, the sense of bone dislocation disappeared, and the activity was extremely flexible.

He was stunned by the ecstasy of the couple. Moore ignored his body several days ago. Then he found that the wings were as good as they were before. Later, he became ecstatic.

"Joo!"

There was a loud hawk in his beak, Moore's wings flashed, his body rocketed to the sky.

Bai Qingqing looks at him with his neck raised, and the three leopard cubs at his feet also look up at the eagles in the sky. Although the four body shapes of mother and son are different, their looks and postures are similar. If the picture is fixed, it will kill countless people.

Moore in the sky, clearly reflected the picture into the eyes, the eyes and their eyes, the feeling in the heart is stronger than others, and the wings are more powerful in a moment.

A dive fell in front of Bai Qingqing. The black eagle's dark eyes were obviously happy. He wanted to do something to release his feelings, but he didn't know how to get close to her.

At last he bowed down and gave a sign to Bai Qingqing.

"You want to fly me?" Bai Qingqing's heart moved. He picked up the hide on the ground and glanced at Curtis when he got up.

Curtis is really dark face, but she also calculated in Curtis body to find the stage, feel a little cool.

"Gugu ~" Moore gave Bai Qingqing a positive answer.

Bai Qingqing asked uneasily, "are your wings ready? Can you give me a lift? "

"Goo ~" Moore replied affirmatively.

Bai Qingqing ran to Moore's right wing and kneaded at the root of his wing. "You don't have to be strong. It's not good if you fall ill later."

Orcs have a very strong ability to recover, and their injuries are the same every day. There was a bit of discomfort yesterday, and today there is no feeling at all.

Moore's lonely life, suddenly heard so full of care, the hearts of a strange mood, let his heart warm to a mess.

Obediently, I felt the right wing again, and then unfolded the right wing. The tip of the wing held up Bai Qingqing's feet and slightly raised. Bai Qingqing sits on his wings and slides down to the back of the black eagle.