All night, the big tree and the branch were also obedient, and they didn't waste their minds on them with the little pom-poms. In the morning, the water in the kettle was empty. The little pom-pom wanted to wipe Mo Yi'er's face and hands, he knew that Mo Yi'er liked to be clean the most and didn't like dust sticking to his body.

But it's not close to the water source, so it's very inconvenient. He picked up Mo Yi'er in the posture of a princess, and said to Dashu and Keyao, "Let's go to the nearest water source!" ”

"Yes, I'll lead the way." Ke is busy offering affection, this appearance is definitely the material for being a little eunuch in the ancient palace.

The little pom-pom did not refuse and nodded.

They get along very peacefully, which makes Big Tree very worried, afraid that the little pom-pom will be deceived by the cunning Ko. You know, Ko has been disguised for many years, and even the clansmen who have been living with him have been deceived by him, thinking that he is a kind, brave, and very considerate leader of the tribe.

But as soon as something happened, everyone saw clearly what kind of person he was. I have to say that for so many years, the tribe has had a smooth life, and no major events have happened. Otherwise, Ko would have exposed his true nature long ago!

The water source is very close to the cave of the Zhihua tribe, and Keyao also asked the little pom-pom: "Golden lion, should we go back to the cave, there will be people to serve you." ”

He had a ghost idea in his heart, thinking that when he got to the cave and the tribesmen took care of each other, he didn't have to be so afraid of the golden lion.

"No, there are too many people in the cave, and Mo Yi'er will be noisy." Now smart as a little pom-pom, he can more or less guess Keyao's thoughts. But he didn't want to have too much contact with these people, so he waited for Mo Yi'er to wake up before making an idea.

Keyao's mind was disappointed, and he suddenly felt disappointed. Dashu snorted coldly, he no longer had the slightest good impression of this leader.

Ke Yao heard the big tree snort coldly, and he was very dissatisfied. He lowered his voice: "Big tree, don't forget jì, I am your leader." ”

"Koyao, I don't consider you my leader anymore." Fortunately, the big tree didn't even call the leader.

"Hmph, I'm going to teach you a lesson sooner or later." If Ke Yao fights alone with Big Tree, he still has a good chance of winning, and he, the leader, is not useless.

Dashu shut up this time, he is indeed inferior to Ke Yao in many aspects, but he is unwilling. He silently prayed, hoping that one day he would be able to surpass Koyao.

The little pom-pom didn't care about the noisy quarrel between them, he always paid attention to Mo Yi'er in his arms, her breathing, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her brows frowned slightly, and her pink lips moved slightly, all falling into the eyes of the little pom-pom, and he refused to relax for a moment.

Since he met Mo Yi'er, she had never been so quiet as in the past two days. The silence made him panic in his heart, as a golden lion, he never knew that he was not afraid of death. But now he is very afraid, and he has never felt like he has defeated the golden lion who is not afraid of the sky and the earth.

His lips brushed lightly over Mo Yi'er's forehead, carrying all his emotions......

He walked very slowly with Mo Yi'er in his arms, at the same speed as Keyao and Dashu, he rarely walked so slowly. I don't know why, he suddenly wanted to be like an ordinary person, walk slowly, and enjoy life slowly.

Golden lions can generally live for hundreds of years, more than ten times that of primitive humans. He once thought that Mo Yi'er would die, and then he raised their children alone.

But the reality is never the same as what they think, their children have many characteristics that are human, and he doesn't have to stay by his children's side for a long time, let alone take care of his grandson until he dies like a grandfather. He just hopes that he can always be with Mo Yi'er, watch Xiao Yanzi grow up, and watch her and her husband have another child...... He wants to grow old with Mo Yi'er, those extra few hundred years, without Mo Yi'er, it no longer means anything to him.

He is the golden lion with the highest emotional intelligence, IQ, and even the most powerful energy in history. But he still has a lot of things that he can't do, such as facing Mo Yi'er now, he really doesn't know if he can save her.

As I walked, I had a lot of thoughts. Even though it wasn't fast, it didn't take long to get to the water source. The little pompom put Mo still under a big tree not far from the water source, and then went to fetch water himself.

Although he was doing other things, his eyes looked back at Mo Yi'er from time to time, for fear that Mo Yi'er would disappear if he was not careful.

scrubbed Mo Yi'er with her own hands, and used a wooden comb made by Li Luo for Mo Yi'er to comb her hair.

Fingers ran through Mo Yi'er's long black hair, like water flowing through her fingertips, and the little pom-pom loved this feeling. He combed it carefully, and accidentally dropped a few hairs, and he was distressed.

Such a tender little pompom makes Ke Yao and Taishu have the illusion that he can't be a murderous golden lion at all.

But as soon as this thought passed, the little pom-pom looked at them with a sharp gaze, making them feel that it was a golden lion looking at them.

This time, Dashu and Ke Yao were very good, first picking up a lot of dry firewood nearby, and then going hunting.

The little pom-pom didn't deliberately look at them, he had this confidence, they didn't dare to run away under their noses. What's more, the monks can't run away from the temple, their cave is nearby, and the consequences of escaping will be so severe that they can't imagine it.

At noon, the little pom-pom hesitated, but still scratched his finger and fed Mo Yi'er blood again. This time, he made his fingers bleed more slowly, about a second between each drop.

This act of controlling the speed of blood flow is extremely energy-intensive, but for the sake of Mo Yi'er, he is willing.

Mo Yi'er had allowed the blood of the little pom-pom to flow into her throat a few times before, but this time, she actually took the initiative to suck the fingers of the little pom-pom. The smooth little tongue also licked a few times from time to time, and the little pom-pom almost controlled the speed of blood flow, and a wave of evil fire surged on his body, and he wanted to pounce Mo Yi'er on the spot.

However, he couldn't, Mo Yi'er was still in a coma.

Seeing Mo Yi'er's pale little face flush again, her body also warmed up. However, it is not as scary as the last time, which shows that Mo Yier's body has begun to accept the blood of the little pom-pom and begins to thirst for it. When the little pom-pom withdrew her fingers, Mo Yi'er pouted her little mouth dissatisfied.

But the little pom-pom still withdrew his fingers, and he still had to eat a lot of food, let alone suck blood?

Mo Yi'er, who had sucked blood, slept more soundly, this time she seemed to sleep very comfortably, her whole body was relaxed, and her lips were still a little curved, as if she was dreaming a sweet dream.

Looking at Mo Yi'er like this, the little pom-pom also relaxed, and Mo Yi'er's detoxification was just around the corner.

After that, a woman from the Flower tribe came to the water source to fetch water. Mo Yier hid in the tree with a small pom-pom, while Ke Yao and Dashu sat swaggering under a certain tree.