The other people's hearing was not sensitive enough, and they hadn't been able to hear the wolf's roar, but they firmly believed in Mo Yi'er's words, and even the men of the Flower Tribe had unswerving faith in Mo Yi'er, perhaps, even they didn't notice it.

While packing up her things, Mo Yi'er saw the animal skin bags tied to the women's arms and legs, and ordered them to untie them and throw them away. The race against the wolves begins soon, and these restraints will give them less hope of survival.

In just three minutes, as soon as Qiē was ready, a large number of clansmen began to frantically flee along the main road in the direction of the Flowing Cliff Tribe.

Maybe the wolves will chase endlessly, but when they run out of this prairie and have towering ancient trees, everyone will have life.

According to Mo Yi'er's command, the woman ran at the front, the child lay on the father's back, and the fatherless child was also carried by other strong men.

The women's speed was a little higher than before, perhaps due to the fur sandbags, or perhaps to the wolves behind, but in short, their speed surprised the men.

When the men saw the women so fast, they refused to admit defeat and followed in their footsteps.

Mo Yi'er, Xiao Pom-pom, and Silk Mora fell behind them, they hadn't used their full speed yet, they just wanted to protect their clansmen behind them, or help the clansmen who had fallen behind.

They kept fleeing, and the wolves behind them were also chasing after them, as if a wolf was commanding, and every once in a while, a wolf howl would be heard. Even the rest of the clan heard it.

This continuous wolf roar made the clansmen start to fear in their hearts, this is not a wolf, nor a pack of wolves, it is a pack of wolves!

No one knows how big this grassland is, let alone how many wolves there are in this grassland, and in the midst of the unknown and powerful horror, the tribesmen have all realized their potential.

The children hugged their father's neck tightly, and the younger ones didn't know how to be afraid, but only felt excited, and some of the bold ones would 'whoop' and scream excitedly.

When Mo Yi'er was running, she would occasionally look back and see countless gray wolf figures on the endless dark green grassland. At this moment, there is no wind, and the grass that was originally motionless will ripple because of the running of the wolves, and it is easy for Mo Yi'er to see where they have chased them!

The wolves would not worry about not being able to track down their enemies, because Mo Yi'er and Simara's bodies were stained with the smell of wolf blood, which could not be washed away simply by scrubbing. And where the head wolf died, there was also the smell of the two of them.

On the contrary, the spotless nature of the pompom is his best protection, so that animals such as wolves, which are tracked by scent, cannot detect him or know if he is an enemy.

The grassland is huge, and it takes a long time to get out. But Mo Yi'er also found that the wolves that caught up in the first group left the wolves who caught up in the second group far away, and if the first group caught up first, she had time to kill them first.

This plan took shape in her mind, and Mo Yi'er said goodbye to the little pom-pom and the silk mola while running.

Because Simella is a completely human body, Mo Yi'er didn't want him to participate in the battle pack of wolves, so she said to him, "Simera, you are responsible for following the clansmen to protect them. Pompom and I were in charge of stopping the first pack. ”

There was a hesitation for three seconds, and he thought a lot for three seconds, but this was not the time for recklessness and endless discussion, so he nodded in agreement. "Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I won't let these clansmen have anything to do!"

Simora knew that this task was also difficult, and they ran ahead, and the wolves would not catch up with them for a short time, but that did not mean that there would be no other beasts waiting for them.

"Well, see you later!" Mo Yi'er glanced at Simola, then stopped with the little pom-pom, watching Simola and the clansmen run forward desperately as fast as they could.

Primitive humans are faster than the Olympic champions of the 21st century, but unfortunately this is a grassland, if it is a jungle, they will swing from the vines, I don't know how many times faster than this.

Compared with the previous battles, this time Mo Yier was more active. Looking at the first batch of wolves getting closer and closer, Mo Yi'er's heart was full of blood, and she was eager to start fighting immediately. No sooner had this thought than her hands became strange, and claws began to form. Mo Yi'er thought for a second that she might try to control the beast energy of herself. This is the energy brought to her by the golden lion blood of the little pom-pom, why doesn't she cherish it?

Mo Yi'er showed her sharp claws, and a cold light appeared. She and the little pom-pom looked at each other tacitly, and the little pom-pom also showed its claws, and the two of them had the same cruelty in their eyes, which doomed the fate of the wolves who came immediately.

This is a massacre, a beautiful man is spotless in the rain of blood, and a little woman who seems to be weak but contains endless energy is fighting bloodily.

There were more than a dozen wolves in the first pack, which was much smaller than the wolf packs behind, but it has to be said that they were fast and fierce. It's just that it's much worse than the wolves killed before, it's not surprising, those were led by the head wolf last night, absolute wolf pack warriors!

When the morning light slanted on the grassland, the wolves were finally killed by them. The two looked at each other and smiled, which was the smile of the victor.

But they didn't dare to stay too long, the next group of wolves was already approaching. The little pom-pom just wanted to call Mo Yi'er to leave, but saw Mo Yi'er with a thoughtful face, and then heard Mo Yi'er say, "Little pom-pom, do you want to shhhh?" ”

"Huh?" Little Pom-pom thought she had heard it wrong, and when she was fleeing from life and death, she actually asked him to shhh...... Problems peeing?

"I'm asking you if you want to pee. Ahem, if you don't want to, then I'll come? Mo Yi'er secretly wondered, would the smell of her urine affect the wolves?

"Well, you can shush it out!" The little pom-pom said in a tangled way, and then pulled down his animal skin shorts. (ps: Because of Mo Yi'er's suggestion, the men of the Divine Domain tribe have replaced their animal skin short skirts with animal skin shorts.) For many years, the God's Domain tribe has led the fashion trend of animal skins on this continent...... Leaving behind the urine of the pom-pom, the two men began to run, with the goal of catching up with the people in front of them. The little pom-pom does not show its wings, and although running is also a waste of body, it is definitely less wasteful than flying with wings.

Some people may wonder, but it is just a little blood, how can the little pom-pom be weakened like this. So think about it, what happens if people bleed every day? The energy is as powerful as a small pom-pom, and his blood is also extremely powerful, and a little blood every day can make Mo Yi'er a beast.