Beast World Survival (NP)

Brother Tiger and Brother Black

Brother Tiger and Brother Black

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"Orville, you really aren't going with us?" Oreo shouted. He and his twin brother Blake were already adults, and there was no sub-beast they liked in the tribe, so they planned to take gifts to the Red Fox Tribe to pursue one.

Orville was napping in the yard, his colorful fur fluffed up by the sun. He wagged his tail when he heard the words.

Blake counted the things that his father Lin Qiao had prepared for them, glanced at his brother who was still lying on his stomach, and exchanged glances with Oreo: "I like the black fox, it suits us very well, Oreo, what do you think?"

Oreo made an exaggerated sound of approval: "Of course I like it too! A black fox, just thinking about it is fascinating!"

Orville growled and got up, shook his fur with vigor, picked up the wicker basket and walked out.

Blake blinked: "Orville, are you going too? Then I have to consider your opinion, what a pity..."

A tiger and two leopards were carrying animal skins, dried meat, gems, coarse salt... and they were walking briskly on the road where Lin Qiao had walked.

If he were here at this moment, he would definitely find that this place is not much different from before, the scenery along the road is still as beautiful, but the road is much smoother than before.

Orville is not as dull as his father, Okin. Most of the time, he gets along well with his two brothers. When he is in a good mood, he will get together with them to lick each other's fur and play. But today, he was unusually silent.

Oreo leaned over and rubbed his head, looking puzzled.

Black's green eyes rolled around for a few times before he decided to just let the tiger fret on its own.

The Red Fox Tribe is still thriving, and you can hear the sounds of fox cubs playing and frolicking when you get close to the tribe.

Several black bears came out of the forest, holding beehives dripping with honey, and looked at the new competitors with unfriendly faces.

Oreo rolled his eyes and looked away.

The next second, he opened his eyes wide and meowed.

Orville covered his brother's mouth with his front paws and warned him with his eyes not to make such a sound again.

Oreo hurriedly changed his form and wrapped himself in animal skins. He pulled Blake's ear and looked towards the river. The latter made the same sound as him.

Orville, who was about to teach his other brother a lesson, also stood there with his paw raised.

On a big rock by the river, a fox with milky white fur was basking in the sun with its eyes squinting, its limbs spread out carelessly, and its fluffy tail hanging behind it. Even from a long distance away, you could almost smell the scent of its fur after being exposed to the sun.

"Oh my God! He looks like snow in the sun! He is the most beautiful fox I have ever seen!" Oreo exclaimed and made the decision at this moment.

Blake has always had telepathy with his brothers. The two pairs of green eyes looked at each other and then looked at Orville tacitly.

"Hey, Orville, we've decided it's him, what do you think?"

Orville did not change his form. His patterned tiger face had no expression on it, except for his pair of golden eyes, which were brighter than usual.