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

Cheng Yan looked around and soon found two sets of footprints belonging to people in the snow nearby.

After a careful inspection, there were not many footprints here, not as many as the several different smells he had smelled before. There were only one or two sets of footprints, but each footprint was quite large.

Cheng Yan kept thinking while looking at these footprints. Of course, he believed in his nose. His sense of smell was very powerful after being strengthened. He smelled several different smells that belonged to people.

There was only one possibility that there were only two sets of footprints here, that is, these people might be more powerful than he thought, and they were very familiar with how to walk in the snow.

Walking in the snow, if the snow layer is relatively thick, one person takes the lead, and the others follow this person, and each step is on the same footprint, which will save effort.

And from their route, it seems that they are not just walking, but looking for something, because the two sets of footprints are not very close but separated by a distance.

Cheng Yan sniffed the smell. The faint smell of smoke was already very faint, but being able to smell the smoke proved that these people had not been here for long, otherwise the smell would have dissipated long ago.

Along the way, Cheng Yan followed the footprints and began to walk in the direction of these people, but he did not walk directly beside the footprints, but hid aside and walked in the direction of the footprints from a distance.

Not long after walking, Cheng Yan saw these people from a distance. The moment he saw them, Cheng Yan's pupils shrank, because they had guns in their hands! Eight people, each with a gun!

The moment he saw the guns in their hands, Cheng Yan understood that these people were definitely not hikers, but only poachers.

These guys are not here to find me, right?

Cheng Yan couldn't help thinking in his heart, of course he knew the value of his albino Siberian tiger. The Siberian tiger itself is quite valuable, and the word albino is enough to increase its price tenfold or even dozens of times.

With this idea, Cheng Yan became more careful. The other party had a gun in hand. Not to mention that his current physical strength was only two or three times that of other Siberian tigers, even if it was ten times stronger, it might not be able to withstand a few shots.

In addition to these, Cheng Yan also found that they were carrying a sack. It seemed that the sack was filled with something and was carried by a very large person.

The eight of them were divided into two teams, one team had four people, and the two teams were about a few dozen meters apart, all moving forward into the forest.

The two teams moved forward one on the left and one on the right, and from time to time they would look at the traces around them. The two teams would occasionally glance back, but they only shook and did not observe carefully.

It was obviously difficult to find Cheng Yan, the white tiger in the snow, with such a shake, and Cheng Yan consciously dodged behind the tree, which made it even more difficult to find.

After following for a while, Cheng Yan found that these people stopped, as if they were preparing to rest.

Cheng Yan immediately stopped and hid behind a big tree, and then moved slightly into the snow.

The big guy put down the sack he was carrying, relaxed his shoulders, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn, that white tiger is really good at running. We arrived at Ping'an Village on the second day of the Chinese New Year, but we haven't found it for so many days."

A middle-aged man leaned against a tree and smoked while observing the surroundings and said: "According to the latest news from the leader, the white tiger may have gone to the direction of Bell Prairie. He has arranged another group of people to look for it. We just need to slowly move towards that side."

The big guy took out a kettle and drank a sip of water: "Based on the speed of the tiger, it may have run out of the Daxing Mountains now. We should have returned empty-handed this time."

The middle-aged man smoked and said lightly: "Whether we return empty-handed or not, we will not lose anything. A snow leopard can still make us feel cool."

"How much is a snow leopard worth! That white tiger was offered 300 million! Even if the 300 million is divided, each of us can get tens of millions! Even if it is dead, there will be 50 million!"

The big guy complained indignantly.

If it were normal times, he would be satisfied with a snow leopard, but this time they were going for the white tiger, and the value of a snow leopard was just that compared to the price of the white tiger.

Cheng Yan, who was not far away, heard the conversation of these people clearly and determined that their target was him, which made Cheng Yan's eyes flash with murderous intent.

After living in the dangerous Daxing Mountains for so long, Cheng Yan is no longer the same as he used to be, especially after turning into a tiger, he has no feeling at all about hunting various animals, and sometimes even gets a little excited.

As for the fact that the opponent this time is a human, Cheng Yan will not back down. The other party is ready to take his life, and even if he doesn't want his life, he is ready to capture him alive. His life after being captured alive will be very happy.The child would not be as free as he is now.

Although he was ready to kill these people, Cheng Yan did not act immediately. The other party had guns, and there were eight of them. Even if he killed one or two people in a sneak attack, the remaining few had enough time to shoot him.

It is not difficult to hear from the words of these people that most of them have been doing this business for a long time. The other party is experienced and must be good at shooting. Cheng Yan does not want to gamble.

After taking a look at the sack thrown by the big man in the snow, Cheng Yan already had an idea.

These people have now caught a snow leopard. Although it was covered with a sack, Cheng Yan did not smell the blood, which proved that the snow leopard was not dead and was still alive.

But it is true that the value of a dead snow leopard is much lower, and the value of a living one is the greatest. As poachers, they are also for money, and they will definitely not let the snow leopard die easily.

Now that a snow leopard has been in trouble, the Snow Leopard King will definitely not let these people leave the Daxing Mountains easily with their kind. As long as the Snow Leopard King is told about this, the Snow Leopard King will naturally take action.

In addition to the Snow Leopard King, this is the Daxing Mountains. Cheng Yan has met many beasts in the Daxing Mountains in the past few months. Relying on the ability of the mountain king, the language of all things, he has made friends with many animals.

Although many animal kings said that they must listen to Cheng Yan when there is a threat to the entire tribe, this time there are only a few poachers, which is definitely not considered a threat, but it is okay for Cheng Yan to ask them to help a little.

After the plan was made, Cheng Yan did not act immediately. Now these people are still here, and he will be easily discovered if he moves. After these people leave, he will find a chance to tell other animals.

Cheng Yan lay in the snow and waited for half an hour. These people had almost rested, and then got up and set out on the road to find Cheng Yan.

After they walked away, Cheng Yan immediately stood up and ran back. If he remembered correctly, there was a relatively high hill one or two kilometers away from here.

When he reached the top of the hill, Cheng Yan took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

Roar!

A tiger roar that was strengthened three times by the system instantly spread throughout the forest.

There are some meanings in the tiger roar that only certain animals can understand.