Obscene voices kept coming, men changed one after another, and Terissa seemed to have become numb and no longer resisted senselessly. She lay there like a rag doll, looking pitiful.

Mo Yi'er forcibly suppressed her sympathy and observed the people falling outside the leaf shed. Indeed, as Aunt Ping said, they are very strong. His skin was also dark, and his nose was larger than that of anyone in the tribal confederation in the territory.

Because now they are doing business, and they are throwing their weapons on the ground. They were all bamboo-made weapons, long or short, but they were undoubtedly sharpened so sharp that they could easily pierce the throat.

In addition to Haysen and Terissa, there were six men from the outside, and none of the other Heim tribesmen were seen.

Mo Yi'er retracted her gaze and pointed to the leaf shed next to the little pom-pom, which was the one that Talisa had just pulled out. The little pom-pom understood, nodded, and the two of them walked lightly towards the leaf shed.

This leaf shed is next to Haisen's leaf shed, which should be where Thaisa lives, but what Mo Yi'er saw from the gap was only a dilapidated leaf shed, and in addition to a bonfire, it was dry firewood placed at random. In one corner of the leaf shed was hay and a few tattered hides, presumably where Térissa had slept.

Without any gain, Mo Yi'er and the little pompom went to the leaf shed next to them. There were men sleeping in several leaf sheds in a row, and there were four or five men in each leaf shed, and they were all men from the outside.

What about the rest of the Heim tribe? Could it be that only Hayson and Térissa are there? Mo Yi'er was a little unconvinced, if they could hide them all, they wouldn't just leave the old leader and his daughter.

"There's someone in that shed." The little pom-pom pointed to a leaf shed that had no light, and said that this leaf shed was in the middle of the previous leaf sheds, and there was no bonfire. Although it was not visible inside, the small pom-pom could hear the breathing of several people inside. Compared with Mo Yier's keen senses now, the little pompom is even more extraordinary.

Mo Yi'er nodded lightly, the hand held by the little pom-pom ball was clenched, and the two tacitly went to the leaf shed together. Because there was no light, Mo Yi'er couldn't see the situation inside clearly, so she could only rely on small pompoms. The little pom-pom carefully distinguished it for a long time, about twenty minutes, before saying to Mo Yi'er: "There are six people from the Haim tribe here, two women, and four men. ”

"No one else?"

"No, they're tied up, and it's hard to move, so the outsiders aren't guarding here!" The little pom-pom speculated.

"Oh!" This leaf shed is located in the middle of the other leaf sheds, and it is not easy to escape, not to mention that they are all tied up, and there is no way to escape. It seems that this little head with a brain is also a brain.

Mo Yi'er observed the surrounding terrain, remembered the leaf shed that bound the Haimu tribesmen, and then searched for the leaf shed with the little pompom one leaf shed after another. Except for a few outsiders, there are really no people from the Heim tribe.

Mo Yi'er didn't know how many people there were in the Haim tribe, but there were more than just a few. It seems that they really escaped, and it is better to find those who escaped first.

Towards dawn, a few men in the haysan leaf shed finished tossing, except for the little leader-like person, everyone else went back to the other leaf shed.

The entire leaf shed area finally quieted down.

Mo Yier wanted to go to see Terissa, but she didn't have the courage, she didn't know if she was going to die like this, but now was not the time for her to come forward. He and the little pom-pom quietly left, and when it reached a certain safety range, Mo Yi'er spoke: "Little pom-pom, I calculated, there are about fifty people who fall outside the Haim tribe. It is almost impossible for us to deal with these people together, alas! ”

"Mo Yi'er, do you want to deal with them? It's okay, I can do it! The little pom-pom said bloodthirsty, no matter how powerful these people are, he has a way to deal with them.

"Little pom-pom, do you know how many people are more than fifty, that's equivalent to a very large wolf pack. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, you know? We can't be reckless. Besides, there are still people in the hands of the Haim tribe, and if they threaten us with the lives of the Haim tribesmen, what will we do then? Mo Yi'er thought about it much more complicated than the little pom-pom, and the little pom-pom didn't have any experience in the actual combat of this kind of war. He will, just kill the beasts. This group of outward people is very cunning, and Mo Yi'er has to think about it more.

Her words silenced the little pom-pom, and her meaning needed to be digested slowly, and when the little pom-pom figured out the meaning of those words, he agreed. "So what do you say?"

"We should find the Heim tribesmen who are hiding first, and then we can join them together to rescue Hayson and Terissa." Mo Yi'er thought for a while and said!

"Good!"

"Little pom-poms, can you find them? It's like you can find those wild sheep. ”

"This ...... I'm not familiar with their smells, so let's find out! "Although the little pom-pom has been to the Haim tribe a few times, they are all insignificant people to him, how can he remember their smell!

"Well, let's take a rest first, it's important to keep your body in shape!"

So the two of them found a towering tree suitable for sleeping and hugged each other to sleep, this night, Mo Yi'er slept very unsteadily. In the dream, someone was violently assaulting Terissa, and someone was beating the people of the Heim tribe. In the end, it was the Ethnic War, and everyone was involved in the war. Even Xiao Hei, who looks like a child, is not spared, it can be said that the scene is extremely tragic, and there are rivers of blood everywhere.

Wars without modern weapons are also very terrible and tragic, with people wielding fists, stone knives and bamboo stabs. Piercing the throat of the enemy, blood spurted out like a fountain, and the women and children screamed......

Mo Yi'er was holding a stone knife in her hand, and she waved it desperately, wanting to kill one more enemy, so as to add some hope to her clansmen to survive. But the enemy was always inexhaustible, and she was a little exhausted...... Slowly, she also collapsed in a pool of blood, and a strange man walked towards her with a bamboo thorn.

That man is very good-looking, even if there are four beautiful husbands around her, Mo Yier has to admit that this man is very good-looking. He was strong, dark-skinned, and had a knife-like face.

The man got closer and closer, and Mo Yi'er could see that the blood on the bamboo thorn in his hand was dripping down drop by drop......