After turning into a white tiger, he roamed the wild forests

The wolf pack in front of him retreated, avoiding Cheng Yan, the top predator. For an old moose, it was unnecessary to sacrifice the entire wolf pack.

After all, with such a large number of wolves, they can basically walk sideways on this prairie. Even if they hunt large prey such as cattle, sheep and horses guarded by sheepdogs, they can easily succeed.

After the wolf pack retreated, Cheng Yan saw that the old moose king just glanced at him and then continued to move forward.

Cheng Yan was a little stunned. He saved this old guy after all, but he actually saved him directly!

There was no way to wait for this old moose king to find the heart of the grassland. In addition, this old moose king was really about to die of old age. Cheng Yan could only forget it. He didn't care.

At this time, the old moose king's condition was getting worse and worse. Cheng Yan could see that it was holding on and might fall down at any time.

It was for this reason that the old moose king did not speak to Cheng Yan, because it might not be able to move forward after speaking.

Cheng Yan was a little anxious when he saw the old moose king's shaky figure.

Where is the heart of the grassland? Why haven't we reached it yet!

It was almost dark when the old moose king walked, but he still didn't reach the heart of the grassland. Finally, he couldn't walk anymore and had to stop to rest.

On a flat grassland, the old moose king lay down and began to rest. He didn't make any extra movements and ignored Cheng Yan.

Seeing that the old moose king was resting at this time, Cheng Yan stopped. He was afraid that the old moose king would fall down while walking. Now the old moose king had begun to rest, which made Cheng Yan feel relieved.

Although the sun had not completely set at this time, it was only in the last afterglow of the sunset, but it was not much different from the time when Cheng Yan was about to rest on weekdays.

Cheng Yan also lay down to rest next to him.

When resting, Cheng Yan was a little regretful that he didn't see the fight between two large wolf packs! What a pity!

This kind of fight might be the most exciting scene he has ever seen, perhaps even more exciting than the movies he has seen before.

Even in the animal world he has seen before, this kind of thing has never happened.

Thinking about various things in his mind, Cheng Yan fell asleep unknowingly.

When Cheng Yan woke up, he was awakened by the actions of the old moose king.

The old moose king had stood up again without knowing when, and set out on the journey to the heart of the grassland again.

Cheng Yan looked at the old moose king in a daze. He had not yet completely woken up from his sleep, and the sudden action of the old moose king really surprised him.

He knew that moose only needed to sleep two or three hours a day, and the time and place of sleeping were not fixed. As long as it felt safe, it could sleep.

But this old moose king was so old, let alone sleeping only two or three hours, even if it slept for seven or eight hours, Cheng Yan would not be surprised.

Because it wants to recover its strength, it must get enough rest. It is too old, and its recovery speed has slowed down too much.

Although surprised, Cheng Yan still followed, even though the sky was still dark at this time. Except for the bright moon and stars in the sky, the whole prairie was pitch dark.

Walking on this dark prairie, nocturnal animals and birds of prey occasionally appeared on the road, but they were just passing by. No one wanted to attack the huge old moose king and Cheng Yan, the top predator.

At first, the old moose king probably looked good because he had rested for a while, but as he walked longer, he began to shake again.

Cheng Yan wanted to stop him many times, but he swallowed the words when they came to his lips. The old moose king has lived for so many years, and he knows what he wants to do best. Cheng Yan knows that speaking is useless.

When the moon in the sky falls into the mountains and the morning sun full of vitality appears, the prairie seems to be illuminated by hope.

Cheng Yan looked at the sun in the distance, and it rose again. Even though he had only seen a few sunrises, these few times made Cheng Yan feel very surprised.

Cheng Yan, who was watching the sunrise, suddenly heard a plop.

Cheng Yan immediately turned his head to look at the old moose king, only to see that it had fallen to the ground.

He hurried over, but Cheng Yan found that the old moose king had stopped breathing. It took only two or three seconds from the time he heard the sound to the time he ran over. In such a short time, it stopped breathing.

Cheng Yan stretched out his tiger paw and tried to push the old moose king, but it did not respond at all. Cheng Yan stood aside a little at a loss.

After he became a tiger, he had seen animals die, and he even killed many of them.Animals, there are also larger animals, wild boars and wolves have been killed.

But it was the first time he saw an animal fall in front of him, not because of external forces, but because its own vitality had reached the end.

This feeling is not good. If it is because of external injuries, Cheng Yan can also help.

The reason why most animals in the animal world are injured and die is not other things, but mainly because they are unable to protect themselves after being injured, and finally die in the mouths of some predators, or die from wounds without enough food.

If there is enough food, their self-healing ability is very strong, and many injuries can be recovered.

But this kind of death with the end of vitality, no one can help.

Cheng Yan looked at the fallen old moose king, and couldn't help feeling a trace of sadness in his heart. The king of a race, because he was extremely old, had other kings appearing, and could go to the place where kings of all generations wanted to go and wait for death in peace.

But he fell on the road, in this vibrant sunrise.

This reminded Cheng Yan of himself. He had turned into an albino Siberian tiger. The life span of a tiger is only about 20 years. If he was in such a situation after 20 years, what would happen? Would he die in the mouth of some predators or die naturally?

Roar!

Cheng Yan roared, and this roar lasted for a long time.

After Cheng Yan calmed down, he glanced at the old moose king, then turned around and continued to walk forward.

He wanted to see what the legendary heart of the grassland had the ability to attract the king of the moose race to go there when each generation was about to die of old age.

Before, he might have just wanted to go there out of curiosity about a magical place, but this time Cheng Yan wanted to see how magical it was to fall there.

As for the body of the old moose king, Cheng Yan didn't care. The bodies of animals that died on the prairie would eventually become dry bones. No matter whether they were buried or placed anywhere, they could not escape this fate.