Beauty and the Beasts (Completed) - 7

Chapter 1275

This is Arthur's usual way of escaping from the chase of beasts. Now he suddenly think of it. Anyway, it's not wrong to be cautious. Now he has to take care of the eagles.

It has caused a tragedy. He can't be as careless as before.

Arthur took the little eagle and walked a hard way in the water. He found a hidden hiding place before he went ashore. He also caught several fish along the way.

Because of his vigilance, Bai Qingqing and others have suffered a lot.

At this time, it's more than ten days since the little Eagle landed on the cliff. Little right is much bigger than ten days ago, with longer wings, more black spots on his feathers, and some changes in his body proportion.

Arthur took the little right wing and looked at it again. Suddenly he said, "you should be able to learn to fly?"

"Joo?" Little right patted his wings and fanned out a gust of cool wind. It felt that he liked it very much and had a sense of inexplicable achievement.

He think of some big Eagles he saw in the daytime. The color of vision flashed in his little right eye, and he clapped his wings harder.

"Then. Let's practice flying!" Arthur saw that little right was in a high spirits, smiled and lifted it up to the top of his head.

Little right was immediately tense, his long, sharp claws tightly clasped Arthur's hands, his body was shaking, and a little breeze could blow it down.

Looking down, little right remembers the memory of falling cliff, more nervous.

"Tweet, tweet!" It flapped its wings in a hurry and resisted.

Arthur coaxed, "do not afraid. I can catch after you."

"Tweet, tweet!"

Little right shrieked bitterly, his claws were tighter, his wings were like the leaves of a helicopter, and he would fall down if he was slow, which made the insects around him stop screaming.

It took Arthur a lot of saliva to appease little right. Little right reluctantly agreed to try. He opened his beak slightly and his heart pounded wildly.

"Well, I let go." Arthur warned softly.

"Joo!" Little right yelled again, and his claws tightened again.

Arthur solemnly promised, "OK, I will not move. You can jump by yourself. I'll go on down there. I won't fall on you."

Little right looks at him suspiciously, and finally is dominated by the desire to fly - hope. He looks at the ground, takes a deep breath, and gets up the courage to jump.

Arthur smiled happily, cheering for little right.

But in the next moment, the beating of the wings of "poopoopoopoo" suddenly sounded, accompanied by the young eagle's cry, the body of the black-and-white dappled little eagle was like a chicken with its wings cut, and fell down heavily.

This altitude can't let little right understand the trick of flying. What's the use of just flapping your wings? If the air doesn't come out, it's just counterproductive to shoot fast.

Arthur quickly reached for it, but he couldn't catch it because little right moved too hard. He fell to the ground and made a crow like scream.

"Ga!"

"Little eagle!" Arthur nervously picked up the little right and arranged his wings: "how are you? Does it hurt to fall?"

"Jojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojo."

Arthur saw that little right didn't fall and was relieved. He said with guilt, "I'm sorry I didn't catch you. I'll catch you next time."

"Tweet ~"

a child can't be coaxed. He didn't have anything to do. He was coaxed by Arthur. Little right was really aggrieved and howled pitifully.