The yellow-green mosses on the ground were like a soft carpet, giving people a comfortable feeling.
If there was sunlight, it would be a great pleasure to sleep on such a ground.
At this moment, the ground was covered with a cloak, and the little bird was lying on it calmly.
However, this scene was not about enjoying a leisurely time, but the separation of life and death!
Robert sat on the ground at the side, his face covered in dust and scars. He looked at the little bird's face silently, as if he was possessed.
The Tigermen Captain and the others stood to the side with a faint look of sorrow on their faces.
Seeing Zhen Tang walking over, the Tigerman Captain was about to speak but was stopped by Zhen Tang.
Tang Zhen slowly walked in front of Robert. He lowered his head and glanced at the little bird's corpse. After which, he turned his gaze to Robert.
