"...... you" Shi Han stumbled, wondering whether to ask or not, but in the end, he still mustered up his courage: "Do you know about Mo Yi'er and the Golden Lion?" ”

"Hehe......" Simola laughed, he could more or less guess Shi Han's feelings, after all, the little pom-pom was still in the body of a golden lion when he walked with Mo Yi'er last time. Of course I know, sue you, Mo Yi'er has four men, in addition to me and the golden lion, one is a tribal leader, and the other is a witch doctor. So don't fight Mo Yi'er's idea! ”

The direct appearance of Simara's self-esteem greatly hurt Shi Han's self-esteem, and at the same time, he was completely desperate, he didn't expect Mo Yi'er to have such an excellent four men.

The excellent one next to him is obvious, the golden lion is so powerful, and the other is the leader and the witch doctor, how can he be an inconspicuous man compared to himself.

Shi Han was lost and stopped talking. Simora went to think about her own affairs again, and then a few other men talked to Shi Han from time to time and asked about some external affairs.

Shi Han knows almost everything, he now regards himself as Mo Yi'er's person, so his identity as an external person will be thrown away sooner or later. Moreover, in a short period of time, he actually felt the warmth between the clansmen from the men of the Flowing Cliff Tribe, which he had not felt at all in Ah Ho and their clansmen before.

After some time of deliberation, he finally made his decision. "A few of you take this person back to the tribe and tell Sùstra about the matter, and this person will deal with it after Mo Yi'er comes back."

"Silka, aren't you going back with us?" The clansmen hurriedly asked.

"I'll go to the Flower Tribe, you tell Sù Stella, I'll go and find out about Mo Yi'er first, don't act rashly." In this way, Simhra considered it from the standpoint of the tribal alliance. But he couldn't rest assured that Mo Yi'er would finally decide to go to Mo Yi'er.

"Are you going to save Mo Yi'er? But she may not be in the Flower Tribe now. Shi Han said.

"I know, but I don't know where else to find her. Perhaps, do you know where Amuka is? Smora asked tentatively, her eyes scrutinizing.

"No, we came to your tribal alliance, and we were sent out by the leader of Amika and the sorcerer Murong to do things. We don't know which tribe the Amika leader went to! "Shi Han is telling the truth, and this is also the cunning of Amika and Murong.

Simola looked at Shi Han sharply for a long time, and felt that Shi Han was not lying, so she didn't ask again. But he said to his people, "Go back and listen to me." ”

"But ......" the clansman was about to say something, but was interrupted by Simla: "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, I'll be back soon!" ”

The tribesmen could not disobey the decision of Smala. When he used to play a woman, he was a wayward character, although most of them controlled the women in the tribe, but he was also very comfortable in front of men. What's more, now that he has recovered his true body, he is a powerful man of Mo Yi'er, and the clansmen are convinced and completely obey him.

As a result, Simala parted ways with Shi Han with his own people on the edge of the territory of the Flowing Cliff Tribe, and stepped out of the territory of the Flowing Cliff tribe unprepared.

The camera changes, let's take a look at Mo Yier at this moment.

She was holding hands with the little pom-pom, walking leisurely, surrounded by other people walking on foot. They are now crossing a large wetland, and they have to walk through a dense area of vegetation, which is very slippery, and one of them will accidentally fall into the muddy water. Although it is not a swamp, the depth of the muddy water is unpredictable, and if you fall down, you may not be able to get back up. Even the Haim tribe, who live by the sea, can't swim, let alone the tribesmen of the Flower Tribe.

The women also carefully picked up the children and told them not to mess around.

Mo Yi'er walked in the front, to test where the road was stronger, and there would be no lower limit. In the past, it was a small pompom that flew him down this road, but now he has no experience in walking.

But the clansmen who followed them trusted them very much, and walked meticulously on the footprints they had trodden.

Mo Yi'er let the big tree walk last, looking at the clansmen in front of her, as soon as there is a clansman in danger, she will immediately scream, so that she can rescue in time.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and they walked out of the great wetland before the sun set in the west, and they were getting closer and closer to the territory of the Flowing Cliff tribe.

Mo Yier's trip this time can be said to have gained a lot. I went back to the tribesmen of the Haim tribe, gathered some people from the Huahua tribe, and most importantly, I also met Amika and Murong, and knew that these two people were not simple. As for the strength and power of their tribe, Mo Yi'er still needs to investigate further.

But this thing is much more dangerous to do, Amika and Murong are both smart people, and the two wolves around them are still so powerful. Mo Yi'er could only pray that the brown wolf and Murong died because of her injuries......

But she knows that the more powerful a person is, the stronger the desire to survive, and this person has a 50% chance that he is still alive.

At night, they rested on the grassland. From time to time, there was a wolf howl in the distance, and Mo Yi'er knew that this was the territory of a group of wolves, and the small pompom was now limited in energy, so it would not release coercion to drive these guys away. Mo Yi'er asked the clansmen to light more bonfires so that the wolves did not dare to approach.

In order not to attract the bloodthirsty wolves, Mo Yi'er organized only the men of the tribe to hunt this time, and the prey was rabbits, and stones were used as weapons.

Although the hare is small, but the litter is caught, it is enough for this large group of people to fill their stomachs, and in more than an hour, under the command of Mo Yi'er, a few hares were eliminated from the old nest, and Mo Yi'er ordered everyone to let the young rabbits go. There's no meat, so it's better to wait for them to grow up. It's just that when the time comes, I don't know whose belly these rabbits will get into.

These rabbits reminded Mo Yi'er of the last time she brought back the little screaming horse, but she lost it near the cave of the Zhihua tribe. If it weren't for the fight with Murong, she would now have an extra wildebeest, which she could ride for her clan when she grew up.

When the hare was disposed of, Mo Yi'er dug a pit directly, and the blood and unwanted things that were released were directly thrown into the pit and buried. And let the little ones pee on it, so it is difficult for the wolves to be attracted.

Mo Yi'er's cleverness was seen again and again by the men of the Flower Tribe. They have always looked down on women, but they have to be convinced by Mo Yi'er again and again, and even the slight unwillingness in their hearts is gone.

Manchi, in particular, kept lamenting in his heart that he was beyond his strength at that time. Fortunately, Mo Yi'er was kind, otherwise he would have beaten him even worse at that time.