This sentence made Ke have the urge to cry. He looked at the people who were going to stay around him, and there were already few of them. He has always been proud of the large number of clansmen, and the large number of clansmen is the characteristic of the tribe's strength. But now? Why did things get to where they are today?

When he was very young, he played with Qianlong, who was a little younger than him, and Qianlong always called him 'Brother Keyao'. The two of them have been smarter and stronger than other children since they were young, and the adults value the two of them the most. As he grew up day by day, he and Qianlong began to have conflicts, and their ideas were always different. Whether it's hunting, or doing something else, they will always quarrel. But many times, it was Qianlong, who was younger than him, who compromised, and he knew that Qianlong was not afraid of him, but respected him as a leader.

If Qianlong is willing, he can completely defeat him and become the leader himself. But Qianlong didn't, he was still supporting himself. It's just that sometimes they have different opinions and still quarrel! Until he betrayed the tribal alliance, Qianlong could no longer be like before.

Qianlong said to Ke Yao: You will regret it!

Indeed, Coe is going to regret it. But what's the use of regretting it now? He wanted to beg the Tribal Alliance for forgiveness, but he had already betrayed him once, and it was difficult for anyone to believe him. What's more, he didn't dare to offend the wizard Murong ......

Seeing the big tree pack up and leave with those clansmen, his heart hurt unconsciously, just like the last time Qianlong left!

Ke Yao is in a bad mood, why don't they be big trees? This is where they grew up, and this is their hometown. They never imagined that one day they would be able to leave the land where they were born and raised them because of such a thing.

They are reluctant to give up on this land, and they are reluctant to let go of those people who refuse to leave. Even if they are not good, they have lived together for so many years, and they still have feelings.

A tribe survives together, just like a big family, all of whom are relatives.

The whole people of the cave were in a state of mourning, and none of them spoke, but some of the women were already in tears. Some women ask their men, can they not leave? The answer is no, they must go, and the way things have developed to this day is not so simple to solve.

Ko couldn't open his mouth to keep these people, he knew that their choice was right, and he had already embarked on a road of no return, and he was going farther and farther, and there was no turning back.

Forty-nine clansmen, step by step, turned around and walked to the water source, although they had only left the cave not far away, their hearts had already been separated from the previous days.

And Mo Yi'er and Little Pom-pom had already hunted a wild boar back, Mo Yi'er was afraid that the child would be hungry, so she packed up the prey and prepared barbecue and broth.

By this time they had all been cooked on the campfire, and the smell of meat wafted through the woods near the water source.

Children are the most carefree group, and just because of the sadness of adults, let them stay quietly aside. Now that they smell the aroma of food, they have long forgotten the sadness that they don't know why. He ran and jumped and asked his mother what it was that smelled so good.

The big tree quickly came to Mo Yi'er's side to help fill the firewood, but was stopped by Mo Yi'er. "You go and organize them to rest, you will sleep here tonight, and set off tomorrow!" Mo Yi'er said, and then beckoned a few women to help.

Dashu obeyed Mo Yi'er's orders to do things, and told everyone about sleeping here tonight. This was questioned by everyone, why didn't you go back to sleep when you were so close to the cave? Instead to sleep on the grass?

Mo Yi'er listened to their chaotic discussion, compared to other tribes, it was difficult to do it only in the flower tribe. Their tribe used to be strong, and the tribe had hardly suffered any setbacks. Especially the women and children who had never left the tribe, who had been sleeping in caves, and sleeping in the open was too hard for them.

Dashu couldn't figure them out, so he could only come and ask Mo Yi'er: "Mo Yi'er, if we don't set off today, why don't we go back to the cave to sleep?" It's close to the cave......"

"Of course I know it's close to the cave, but be clear, you're at odds with the chieftain now, it's his territory, and you're not from the same tribe as them anymore. Maybe your future tribe will be named the Flower Tribe, but it's definitely not the Flower Tribe, you know? ”

Dashu understood half of this passage, half confused, and didn't understand why he couldn't go back to the cave to live if he had a falling out. I have long said that the smarter people have seen that Qianlong is more suitable to be the leader and supports Qianlong, and these people are very simple-minded and urgently need to be developed!

Mo Yi'er was very helpless, she patted Da Shu's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "You have to think about my words yourself, and then get all the clansmen, and now they are following you, you have to prove your ability to show them." Even if you don't have what it takes to be a leader, you have to be their little leader for a while, and I don't want them to complain all the time. Learn to grow! ”

The big tree also wanted to grow, and he was very interested in being a small leader, so he went back and sat down and thought hard about Mo Yi'er's words.

In fact, Mo Yier's words are already very straightforward, she just wants this group of people to know her position. Now they can't stand the meadow, so what about this section of the road in the future? They still need to hunt, Mo Yi'er is not their old mother, there is no reason to take care of them in everything.

After complaining for a while, they finally stopped. Except for the big tree, everyone doesn't know that the little pom-pom is the golden lion. And there are many women who are immersed in his handsome beauty and can't extricate themselves.

And Mo Yier's petite and graceful body also attracted several men. Everyone was interested in her, but more in awe. Primitive humans prefer women who are tall and powerful and can have many children. Their aesthetic views are impossible to compliment.

Mo Yi'er began to ask her people to come and get food, first the children, then the women, and finally the strong men. This is the exact opposite of the original order of receiving food from the Flower-only tribe. They have always been able to hunt men who receive food first, then children, and the rest to women and the elderly. Fortunately, there was no shortage of food, and there was no shortage of food. Even so, the old people were given very little food, because they could no longer hunt, and they simply ate nothing.

The men were very upset about this. The women were flattered, and some even thought that it would be a very good thing if the tribe was headed by a woman. They thought that because Mo Yi'er was a woman, they gave food to the women first.