Qimo looked at Geye with disdain: "Xiaoyezi, I find that you are becoming more and more gossipy!"

Goye's cheeks puffed up and he instantly became as angry as a puffer fish. He was rejected by his own little friend. He was so angry. What should he do?

The little butt covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

...

Xiu Yan washed all the blood off his body in the river, then walked towards his tent refreshed, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. The little female cub usually came out with the tribesmen to cook food at this time, and came to pick him up by the way. But today, it was alone in the tent. Was there something unhappy going on?

Thinking of this, Xiu Yan's steps became more hurried.

He quickly walked to the edge of the tent, opened the animal-skin curtain and walked in. To his surprise, the little female cub was not asleep, but was sitting on the animal-skin bed in a daze, and didn't even notice he came in.

Xiu Yan frowned and walked forward, knelt down on the animal skin bed, and gently held Ji Nuan's little paw.

"Nuannuan, what's wrong with you?" The orc could clearly feel that the little female cub was not in a very good mood today, and even seemed a little sad.

Ji Nuan finally came back to her senses and looked at the orc whose hair was still dripping with water. She frowned and said, "Why don't you dry your hair? What if you get a fever?"

As he spoke, he leaned over to a shelf and took out a piece of thin, clean animal skin, put it on the orc's hair, and gently wiped it.

Xiu Yan relaxed his body and quietly enjoyed the tenderness of the little female cub.

There is tenderness in her lowered eyes, and the curve of her mouth is extremely gentle.

"What happened today?" Xiu Yan asked again softly.

Ji Nuan paused in her wiping motion and sighed, "Bosen came to see me today and told me something. I'm afraid there will be some trouble."

Xiu Yan narrowed his deep eyes and knitted his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter? Tell me about it."

The animal skin had been soaked by the water on the beastman's hair. Ji Nuan turned around and put it aside, then changed to a dry animal skin and continued to wipe it. While wiping, she told Xiu Yan what Bosen said today.

The orc's frown went from slightly frowning to becoming more severe.

The curve of the corners of his mouth also turned a little cold.

After wiping the beastman’s hair until it was half dry, Ji Nuan stopped what she was doing, put the beast skin aside, and sat down next to the beastman.

Turning around, he was shocked to see the beastman's expression at this moment: "Brother Xiu Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Xiu Yan came back to his senses, gently squeezed the little female cub's paw, and said in a serious tone: "I think I have seen the beast god fruit that Bosen mentioned."

Ji Nuan was shocked: "You've seen it? But our tribe has never participated in a big trade fair!"

Xiu Yan shook his head: "I didn't see it at the big trade fair."

He looked at Ji Nuan, a trace of reminiscence flashing across his face: "That was when I was an adult. When I went out hunting, I was chased by beastmen from the hyena tribe. I fled to the foot of a very high mountain and fell into a valley, where I found a dead eagle beastman."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Nuan and said, “In the beast skin bag of the eagle man are three snow-white fruits. The skin is so clear that you can even see the juice flowing inside.”

Ji Nuan's eyes widened instantly as she looked at Xiu Yan, a bold guess emerging in her mind.

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