Mo Yi'er laughed for several minutes before stopping, and Stetra had nothing to say, so she sat there in a daze. Mo Yi'er only remembered that this matter still needs to be resolved. "What are you going to do, Stella? What would happen if I let Hina Fen tell the story? ”

"The consequences are very severe, and my brother and I will be punished."

"What kind of punishment?"

"I don't know, it's possible that I was burned to death, and my brother continued to be the leader." Stella's eyes darkened, and she and Smora had violated the gods by hiding from their people. But because there was no one before, she really didn't know how to punish her, and the harshest punishment in the tribe was to burn alive those who disobeyed the gods with fire.

"Oh my God, if that's the case, then we must not let Hina Fen say it." Mo Yi'er was also shocked into a cold sweat, it seemed that things were in trouble, and she couldn't laugh anymore at this time.

"There's only one way to keep her from talking, kill her." Strathra glared at Hina Fen and said coldly.

"Huh?" Mo Yi'er didn't expect that Stella would have such a cold-blooded side, and she was suddenly shocked.

"Kill her, there's no other way now." At some point, Simmola and the little pom-pom walked in through the door of the cave, perhaps they were so engrossed in their discussion that they didn't even notice it.

"But isn't that too cruel?" Mo Yi'er still can't accept the fact that she wants to die at every turn.

"We can only kill her, and if anyone in the tribe knows about this, not only will we be punished, but the whole tribe will also be in chaos. The people of the tribe will be disturbed all day long for fear of being condemned by the gods. Simra said very seriously, since he and Stetra called for identity, he had considered a lot of issues, and this matter must not be exposed, otherwise not only the two of them would be unlucky, but the entire tribe would also be in chaos. Some restless small tribes will also use this to find trouble. At that time, the entire tribal alliance will have a crisis, and even a war. Everyone wants to be the leader tribe, and now the Flowing Cliff tribe is the strongest, but once there is civil strife, someone will come to join in, and they may take the opportunity to fight, get some benefits from it, or directly oust the leader tribe from power.

Mo Yi'er was silent, she didn't expect this, but after such a reminder from Simala, she could completely imagine it. The power struggles on television are much more complicated than that. "Is it really only possible to kill her? We can also send her away so that she never comes back, isn't that okay? ”

"But where can it be delivered? If she has to come back, we can't keep an eye on her! "Silkra and Silkra are still not reassured.

"I have a place where I promise she'll never come back." Mo Yi'er smiled and glanced at the little pom-pom, in the paradise on the top of the mountain, she guaranteed that Xiaofen would not come back, unless she could also grow wings on her own.

"Is there really that place?"

"Yes, I'll leave this matter to the little pom-pom!" Mo Yi'er winked at the little pom-pom, and the little pom-pom nodded lazily. Although he is unwilling to do this kind of thing, there is nothing wrong with sharing it for Mo Yier.

Smora and Stella were still a little worried, but they still chose to believe Mo Yi'er, after all, they were their own people, and if it wasn't a last resort, they didn't want to kill Xiao Fen.

At night, after all the tribesmen of the Flowing Cliff tribe were asleep, the little pom-pom disappeared into the night with the young fen tied with flowers on her back, and flew towards the top of a certain mountain. It will take several days to come back, and the little pom-pom is very reluctant, so he doesn't have a good face for Xiao Fen, and the extremely fast speed directly scares Xiao Fen and faints. When he reached the top of the mountain, he threw the young fen to the ground, and the golden lion roared.

The old man ran from a certain wood, rubbed his eyes, and then hugged the little pom-pom. "My good grandson, do you miss your grandfather? Boom~"

The little pompom flapped its wings twice and directly pushed the old man away: "I don't want you, I just sent a woman to play with you." ”

"Oh? Woman? The old man found that Xiao Fen was tied up with five flowers on her back, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw that she had nothing else on her body except animal skin ropes. This woman is also too ugly. ”

"I also think, but Mo Yi'er said that it was better not to kill her, so let her fend for herself here. Grandpa, you can use her to relieve boredom when you are bored. ”

"Well, that's a good idea. How's that girl? Do you miss my old man! The old man held his head high, and looked very sè.

"I didn't think ......"

"You people who have no conscience." The old man was not pleased, but it was not surprising that the little pom-pom treated him like this, for he was the same when he was young. The Golden Lion Clan! Except for treating the women he fancies, almost all of them are cold-blooded. Only when you get old and have more things to do as a manager will you understand something called family affection.

"Grandpa, Mo Yi'er said to let you pay attention to your body, if the mountain is stuffy, let me take you down to play." The little pom-pom thought about it and relayed Mo Yi'er's words.

"Ahh Good boy, grandpa still won't go. The old man was a little relieved, Mo Yi'er still knew that he was thinking about him! However, his body is getting worse and worse than before, and not a single hair on his wings has fallen off, and it seems that he is about to die.

"Alright then, grandpa, I'll go first." The little pom-pom shook its wings and was about to fly. Now he can fly very quickly even if he doesn't transform into a golden lion.

"Go, go, give birth to a great-grandson to the old man as soon as possible!"

Speaking of this, the little pom-pom's footsteps actually stopped, and he looked at the old man with great resentment: "Grandpa, Mo Yi'er refuses to give me life!" ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"I don't know......" The little pompom is also very entangled, although he is very calm in front of Mo Yi'er, but he is anxious, especially the smell on Mo Yi'er's body that attracts him very much, so that he can't help it.

"How could you not know? That girl doesn't like you? No, if she doesn't like you, she won't take you with her! Could it be that she has another man? ”

"No, I've always been by her side, and I'm the only one who is closest to her."

"That is, if you don't work hard enough, you can't be strong." The old man didn't have such good patience, if he had the temper he had when he was young, he would have pounced on him directly.

"How's that going to work? Mo Yi'er will hate me. The little pom-pom hurriedly refused, so that he didn't want to see Mo Yi'er unhappy.

"Eh, you bear child, this can't work, that can't work, old man, when will I be able to hold my grandson?"

"Grandpa, I'm not a bear child, I'm a golden lion ......"