Chapter 1259 - Searching for Right (2) (1/2)

This place was too barren, and there were almost no animals to be seen. The little eagle shouldn’t be in danger of being picked up by a hunting animal.

Muir took a look at his legs. He recalled that the stomach of the necrophagous eagle he had stomped through just now had no food in it.

But this could only prove that Right hadn’t been eaten by that necrophagous eagle. Other necrophagous eagles might have attacked them, grabbed Right, then flew off.

Muir didn’t move even after a long time. His pose was upright, but he somehow emitted a strong feeling of grief.

In the end, he could only return to the top of the cliff with the few feathers in his mouth.

“Did you find Right?” When Bai Qingqing heard the sound, she immediately looked over. Seeing that Muir had a few feathers in his beak and there were no signs of Right either on his back or claws, her body suddenly felt weak.

Thankfully, Parker was standing behind her. He held her and asked worriedly, “Qingqing?”

Bai Qingqing shook her head and took the few arm-long feathers from Muir’s beak. She opened her mouth but didn’t manage to say anything. She shut her eyes and put the two feathers close to her face, a row of tears quickly moistening her face.

Parker carried her up horizontally, looked at Muir, then said, “How is it? Where… is Right?” He forced himself to swallow back the word corpse. He didn’t dare to agitate Qingqing anymore.

Muir said with a grim expression, “I didn’t find him.”

Bai Qingqing thought of something and her tears flowed even more fiercely. However, Parker became spirited, shaking her, and said, “It’s a good thing that he wasn’t found. It means there’s a chance he’s still alive. Let’s continue the search.”

“En,” Bai Qingqing replied with a choking voice.

Bai Qingqing and Parker wanted to head down to look for Right. Muir was unable to just sit there and wait, wanting to go along. None of them felt assured to leave Left here by himself, so they could only make the exception and bring him down the stone cliff.

Muir first brought Bai Qingqing and Left down, pointing to the grass patch where Right had landed on.

“Right fell here?” The tears on Bai Qingqing’s face had dried up, leaving behind faint traces, and she felt a piercing pain when the wind blew on them.