"Sue you, whether the golden lion is a human being or a golden lion, I love him. You can't use insulting words to talk about him, or I won't let you go. "Mo Yi'er said very seriously, the little pom-pom is her man, and they even have children between them, what kind of thing is this Amika that suddenly appeared!

Amika's gaze went from unbelievable to cold, he never thought that a woman would hit him. Or is it because of this kind of thing, he can't compete for a golden lion, it's ridiculous, isn't it?

He sat back down on the hay and said nothing!

Ah Ho doesn't want to do it now, you know, he is a super fan of the leader of Amika! He jumped three feet high, still limping on his legs. He pointed at Mo Yi'er's nose and scolded: "What are you, you dare to scold the leader of Amika, hurry up and apologize to the leader of Amika, otherwise I will definitely not spare you." ”

Mo Yi'er was already angry, she knew that she couldn't beat Amika, so a slap was out of anger. But this Ah Ho is so loud, it's really a tiger who doesn't use his power to treat her as a sick cat. Swinging this fist in seconds, he pounced in front of Ah Ho, and 'crackling' was a beating. This fight is different from before, it used to be a purposeful and routine fight, but now it is a blind fat beating. You must know that the injuries on Ah Hao's body are not good, her face is still swollen, and a few teeth are missing! He was really too self-conscious, and the bursts of wails made this dense forest on the top of the mountain terrifying, and Amika sat there quietly, as if he was deaf to this qiē.

The white wolf even lay on the ground and covered his eyes with his paws. The woman is terrible, master, you should consider having this woman again! Boom......

Mo Yi'er beat Ah Hao without any technique, and she didn't stop until her hand hurt, and Ah Hao was no longer human, and she became miserable.

This breath finally came out, and Mo Yi'er was also tired, so she lay down and continued to sleep. There was an eerie aura throughout the jungle......

In the middle of the night, there was a strange noise in the jungle. Except for Ah Hao, Mo Yi'er and Ah Moka woke up almost at the same time, they quickly sat up from the hay, and after glancing at each other, the two hurriedly looked away, and the atmosphere was still weird.

Amika listened to the sound, relieved himself, then stood up and looked in the direction from which the voice had come.

Mo Yi'er intuitively felt that the person he was waiting for was back.

The bonfire was almost extinguished, and only sporadic sparks were shaking. Mo Yi'er hurriedly filled in a few sticks of dry firewood, and the bonfire was lit.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Mo Yi'er just squatted in front of the bonfire to give up the temperature of the bonfire. The night was cool, and the temperature without the small pompoms made her feel cold.

Finally, the shadow appeared in their line of sight, a white wolf, but this white wolf was different from the previous one, it also had a brown mane on its forehead. It was ridden by a man whose face was covered with animal skins, and unlike Amika, he did not cover the whole body tightly.

Seeing this, Mo Yi'er suddenly realized that these two people were using a strategy to divert the tiger from the mountain. The aura of the beasts and people that the little pompom found before must have been them, and they lured the little pompom away, and Amika reappeared to capture him.

It seems that this person with a masked face must be the so-called Lord Murong.

"Brother, you're back." It was evident that Amika was very happy. And this man is indeed the Adi of Amika, Shi Han said that the wizard Murong is the younger brother of Amika.

Wizard Murong jumped down from the white wolf, stumbled, and almost fell. At this time, Mo Yi'er also smelled a strong smell of blood, and she inadvertently picked up the bonfire brighter. Sure enough, blood stains were seen on both the wizard Murong and the white wolf.

The white wolf of Amuka walked over and lovingly licked the wounded white wolf's wounds.

"Brother, are you injured?"

"The golden lion is too powerful, the brown wolf and I were both bitten by him, if we didn't escape quickly, we wouldn't be able to come back." The wizard Murong called a wolf with a brown mane a brown wolf.

Mo Yi'er's lips inadvertently raised an arc after hearing this, or her little pompom was the most powerful, but I don't know if he was injured. These two wolves are definitely not ordinary wolves, from the point of view of physical shape and spirituality, they are absolutely fierce. If the tribal alliance fights them, these two wolves don't know how many people will be injured.

Amuka's face was not very good, he found some grass that he didn't know what it was to bandage Murong, and was silent.

Mo Yi'er had never seen this grass in Mange, so she felt that it was not a herb at all. Sure enough, the grass was applied to the wound for a while, and the bleeding did not stop.

Mo Yi'er said evilly: "Yo, it turns out that you don't understand herbal medicine!" This grass is useless! ”

Amuka and Murong looked at Mo Yi'er at the same time, the former with a cold gaze and the latter with hatred.

This hatred makes Mo Yi'er inexplicable, why would a person who meets for the first time have hatred for her? She coughed embarrassedly: "That, I have herbs, but unfortunately I lost them in the resting place when I was caught." If you let me go, I can give you herbs. ”

"Dream! Don't try to run away! "Murong's voice is gloomy and terrifying, and it is not at the same level as Amika, why are they two brothers, and their voices are so different? I don't know if the faces of the two brothers are also much worse.

"Brother......" Amoka patted Murong on the shoulder, the two looked at each other, Mo Yi'er didn't know what message they were conveying. In short, after this 'brother', Murong didn't say anything to him, and the two of them left here and walked into the dense forest for a while, as if they were discussing something. But their voices were so low that even Mo Yi'er's ears couldn't hear it at all.

When they returned, they began to pack their things, apparently to get out of here. This made Mo Yi'er vigilant, "Are you leaving?" Where are we going? ”

Murong ignored her, and Amuka said coldly: "Don't worry, we have decided to let you go!" ”

"What?" Mo Yi'er felt that she had misheard.

"I mean, we've decided to let you go, but you'll have to find a way to get back to the Golden Lion yourself, and if you get eaten by the beast before then, you're just out of luck." Amuka said leisurely, and when he talked about the golden lion, his voice was a little tense.

"Hehe, then you don't have to worry about it, I'd rather be eaten by wild beasts!" Mo Yi'er was happy in her heart, she was not afraid of beasts. What she was really afraid of was the man in front of her who couldn't even beat herself.

I don't know if this wizard Murong is also as powerful as him, and the unique title he gave himself, is it a time in time, or a coincidence?