Cassa swallowed his saliva, trying to say something, but he didn't say it.

Chu Ji kept looking at Mo Yi'er and couldn't say anything more. Since the first moment he saw Mo Yi'er, his gaze had been on her, and he knew Mo Yi'er very well, and he could see Mo Yi'er's sadness and disappointment in the inner slump.

Chu Wei couldn't keep Mo Yi'er under such circumstances, let her stay and continue to be sad, he couldn't do it.

"Mo Yi'er, how can you go like this? What do you wear? What to eat? Where to stay? You ......" It's rare that the grinning Silk Fanny can think so much. Xiao Hei in her arms also cried, as if she was reluctant to give up on Mo Yi'er.

Mo Yi'er turned around and smiled at her. "Sifani, you don't have to worry about me, I have the strongest man around me, I still have brains, believe me, I will definitely let you see that I am doing well."

"Woo~" Sifani finally couldn't help it, and cried loudly like Xiao Hei. No matter what the reason, Mo Yi'er can't be kept.

The artisan python patted Sifani on the shoulder, since Sifani gave birth to Xiao Hei, he has changed a lot, and now he is a responsible man, he comforts his woman. "Mo Yi'er is great, you have to believe her, she will definitely live better."

Indeed, most of the people in the tribe believe that no matter where Mo Yi'er goes, she will live very well.

Mo Yi'er faded out of their sight in the midst of all the reluctance, heartache, confusion, love, and of course, schadenfreude.

They didn't walk fast, and walked blankly towards a road where they didn't know the destination.

It wasn't until about half an hour, when she couldn't see the slightest drop in the inside of the camp, that Simala spoke. "Mo Yi'er, where are you going, do you have a goal?"

"Uh...... Not yet! "Mo Yi'er actually has no plans and plans for the future at all.

"Oh, gods, I thought you had!" Si Mo pulled his forehead, worried about Mo Yi'er, and worried about his future path.

"Hehe......"

"Mo Yi'er, let's go back to grandpa!" The little pom-pom said, that is where he was born, even if he doesn't have much emotion now, he still has a different kind of affection for that place, but he hasn't discovered it yet.

"I could go back and see my grandfather, but ...... We couldn't stay there all the time and I had what I wanted to do. Mo Yi'er felt that she couldn't hide in the paradise on the top of the mountain for the rest of her life. She wants to build a kingdom of her own, and in the future, she will have her own tribe and her own relatives, and she no longer needs others to give her family affection.

"Oh, whatever you want, Mo Yi'er, I'll accompany you wherever you want." The little pom-pom has no opinion at all, he has forgotten how angry he was with Chu Wei a few days ago, and now his eyes are full of Mo Yi'er, just a corner of his heart, and there is a faint expectation to see his grandfather, this is the sprout of his family affection...... He will have more human emotions in the future!

"Gods, I really can't stand you, so what should I do? Where are you going, leaving the territory of the Clan Alliance? That's going to be a long, long walk! Simala was unwilling to be lonely.

"It's a beautiful and mysterious place. And we're going to fly over, Smorah, are you sure you want to go with us? Mo Yi'er was a little worried, the wings of the little pom-pom were exposed, and Simala would definitely think about it. But if it is not exposed, they will not be able to go to the paradise on the top of the mountain. And it was worth going back now, the seeds planted in the camp were white, and she needed to get some more, as well as spider silk that could make a slingshot......

"Fly? Is it sitting on your rainbow? But the three of us! Simola glanced at the big Cailing'er, but no matter how she looked at it, it wouldn't fly with three people.

"Samla, you tell me first, are you sure you want to join us? If you're sure, promise me to keep some secrets! Mo Yi'er said very carefully, so that Simela couldn't help but think about it carefully. He clearly knew that he wanted to follow Mo Yi'er, and it was best to be with her for the rest of his life and be her man.

So, Simola nodded: "Okay, I'm sure, I promise you to keep it a secret." "Does he want to know Mo Yi'er's secret? There was a hint of excitement in my heart, and there was more curiosity.

"Okay, then you listen, actually...... In fact, the small pompom is ...... Eh, just see for yourself! Mo Yi'er pointed to the back of the little pom-pom, the little pom-pom understood, the golden wings came out from the originally smooth back, and the golden feathers exuded a faint golden light, just like the sun.

Smo's mouth widened, he never thought it would be like this, and he couldn't come back to his senses until his huge wings opened in front of him.

"Ahem, Smala, you said you were going to keep it a secret."

"You, you? You're not going to be gods, are you? Simala looked at the small pompom that glowed with golden light and felt that this explanation seemed more reasonable.

But didn't the little pom-pom think there was anything good about being a god? He rolled his eyes very disagreeably with his current appearance. "Haven't you heard of the Golden Lion? Aren't you humans scared? ”

"What?" Simora wondered if she had misheard.

"I'm the Golden Lion, what? Are you scared? The little pom-pom was playful, he had never seen the tsundere Simola have such an expression, and he thought it was very interesting.

"No......" Simra thought the world was so amazing that he couldn't believe it.

"Hey, timid human."

"Okay, little pom-pom, I'm also human, I'll be angry if you say that." Mo Yi'er wrinkled her nose and flicked the forehead of the little pom-pom with her fingers.

"Mo Yi'er, how can you be the same? Grandpa said that you came from where the gods lived, and you were the daughter of the gods. ”

"I'm not!" Mo Yi'er doesn't like her identity now, saying this will make her think of the tribesmen in Kannei, and she feels uncomfortable.

"Okay, if you say no, it's not, then I won't say that humans are timid in the future."

"Well, that's weird."

While Mo Yi'er was talking to the little pom-pom, Simola finally accepted the fact that the little pom-pom was a golden lion, but he was not afraid. Maybe it's because I'm familiar with the little pom-pom, or maybe I don't believe in the so-called legends at all. He was just curious about the little pom-poms. "And where are we going? Is it the territory of the Golden Lion? Will there be many golden lions there? ”

"Guessed half right, it's the territory of the Golden Lion, but there are only two Golden Lions, and your clansmen, and the young Fen is also there."

"Oh! Turns out you sent the young Fen there! She can't have been eaten, right? ”