Every grass and tree here was built according to Mo Yi'er's vision, and Mo Yi'er's feelings for this place were many times deeper than the previous ones. In the past, she would come back soon after leaving, but this time the return date was uncertain, which made Mo Yi'er's heart rise many times, and she felt that she was becoming more and more sentimental and more and more homesick.

Before Mo Yi'er and the two men left, the tribesmen of the Haim tribe and the Liya tribe had received the news, and the old leader also hurried over with everyone else accompanied by Yan Yan, his face was gloomy, he couldn't see what the situation was, and Mo Yi'er's gaze was a little complicated.

Mo Yi'er didn't deliberately say anything, just smiled at the old leader. The old leader seemed to be a little angry, and he didn't respond to Mo Yi'er's smile, but pulled Simel aside and said something for a while.

The other clansmen were very concerned about Mo Yi'er's visit this time, and they stepped forward one after another, but they didn't want to ask anything, and finally just expressed their concern.

Mo Yier was very moved by this, she could see that they all sincerely cared about themselves. Of course, a large part of it is because of caring about the tribal alliance, but despite this, Mo Yi'er is also satisfied. This is how friends and relatives get along, right?

The clansmen of the God's Domain tribe are Mo Yi'er's relatives at this time, and the clansmen of the Haimu tribe and the Liya tribe are her friends, and maybe one day, they will also become relatives.

Tying up the large and small animal skin bags, Mo Yi'er waved her hand to everyone and climbed onto the back of the small pom-pom. Simala took the Cailing'er, and the three of them set off with a bird.

Looking at the figures of the clansmen who were getting smaller and smaller, Mo Yi'er secretly made up her mind in her heart that she must work hard to drive the outsiders out of the tribal alliance, so that everyone would be relieved. They no longer have to travel between several tribes to live their lives.

This time, because they were in a hurry, they almost never stopped except for the fixed time to rest, and they did not waste time hunting, they were all eating jerky, so they quickly arrived at the Flowing Cliff tribe.

When she arrived, it was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one in the cave, so Mo Yi'er put all the things she had brought in the small cave where she used to live, and then went to the open space where the Liya tribe built catapults with Simmo and the little pom-pom. Everyone was in full swing, and even the two women of the mud tribe shuttled in to help carry water and deliver tools.

Muka is also very busy, he is inconvenient with only one hand, but the other hand is extremely flexible, worthy of the leader of the mud tribe, presumably the best pottery of the mud tribe should be from the hands of this leader.

Mo Yi'er's words were soon discovered, and everyone greeted Mo Yi'er loudly, but they didn't stop what they were doing. Only Stra saw them running over in a hurry, she took Mo Yi'er's hand and smiled very brightly: "Mo Yi'er, you are really here." Aunt Wizard Ping is right, thank you for being so kind to me and my brother. Laughing, but there were some tears in his eyes, which was desperately held back by Strella.

Mo Yi'er helped her brush her slightly messy hair, she hadn't seen her for a while, and she had lost a lot of weight. Her shoulders looked very thin in the wide fur coat, and she had suffered a lot during this time. This suffering may not be physical, but mental. "Stella, we are best friends, Smala is my man, your business is my business, I will not sit idly by. I'm here, we're going to fight side by side in the future, I'm not sure I'll be able to get the outsiders out, but I'm definitely going to try. ”

"Mo Yi'er, thank you!" Stella hugged Mo Yi'er vigorously, she buried her face in Mo Yi'er's shoulder, her hair blocking the scene in front of her forehead. Mo Yi'er only felt that her shoulders were wet, no matter how strong she looked, Silkra was also a woman, and she also had her own weak side.

Smora was also deeply touched, and he embraced Mo Yi'er and Stella into his arms, hugged the two most important women in his life, and comforted them with his own body temperature.

After a while, the three of them separated. Stella smiled embarrassedly, blushing. Lianda was not far from him, although the work in his hand did not stop, but his eyes kept looking at Stella, watching Stella cry, he frowned. Seeing Strathra smile, his brow furrowed. It seems that he is also in love with Sterstra!

Mo Yi'er wanted to alleviate Stella's embarrassment, she looked around for a moment and asked, "How is the catapult built?" ”

"We're already up to date and will be able to build the eighth catapult tomorrow." Stella gestured with her hand, and during this time Pear Luo had taught her to count, although not a lot, but she could already count to 20, and it was much more convenient to use these numbers to say something when building a catapult.

"8 units...... It's been fast. "Mo Yi'er thought about it and said, at this time, everything is made by hand, although there are many people, it is not easy to build a catapult for such a large project." Are these catapults really yàn? ”

"Not ...... yet," Sterler looked a little apprehensive. When the first one was built, I tried it once, and it was able to throw stones far, but I haven't tried the others yet. ”

"Then tomorrow when these eight are built, we will first do it, and then according to the size of the open space in front of the cave, we will decide how many catapults to build in total. Also, How much grease is there? ”

Lifting the grease, Stella frowned. "There isn't a lot of grease, and there are only a lot of grease in the tribe. Pear Luo said that when the catapults were all built, he could teach us how to make some wooden barrels to store the grease. ”

Mo Yi'er sighed when she heard this, this is the inconvenience of this era, there are too few tools, and even the ease of storing grease is pitiful.

After that, Mo Yi'er walked around here a few times and saw rows of stones of almost the same size, it seemed that they had worked hard.

After dark, the tribesmen of the Flowing Cliff tribe were busy for a while, until it was completely dark and they could no longer work, and then returned to the cave to rest.

Two women from the mud tribe lit piles of bonfires in the cave, and the tribesmen took out their own jerky and ate it. During this time, they didn't have a good meal, they all used jerky to solve the problem, and they didn't even have time to pick a wild fruit.

This situation made Mo Yi'er shake her head, and she said to Stella: "Although the food was stored at that time so that she could have more time to build catapults at this time, you can't eat dried meat every day, so your body will not be strong enough." Tomorrow I'll go hunting with Little Pom-pom and give everyone a good meal. ”