Mo Yi'er also found out when he was picking herbs that Mange treated herbs like their children. When I see the herbs, I smile brightly. Even the lips unconsciously curved a touch.

This kind of banner is pleasing to the eye. Mo Yi'er thought that if Man Ge had always been like this, she wouldn't have to worry about it recently. Although she only saw one unpleasantness between the three of them, Mo Yi'er had already noticed that there was a rift between these three men.

It's not that she is partial to anyone, but she feels that Bange's personality is getting more and more weird, and she thinks that this is the reason why they don't get along well.

During the flight in this realm, Mo Yi'er once wondered if she was going to go to the two places where she was arrested before to see if she could find any clues.

But after careful analysis, if she meets Amaka, Mo Yi'er has no complete chance of winning. It's better not to look for something uncomfortable, not to mention that the wizard Aunt Ping said that the place where the herbs are guarded is guarded by fierce beasts. I don't know what the beast is, and I don't know what fierce and strange things are outside, but it's better for them to preserve their bodies.

In addition, when he returned, he had to take Aunt Ping's man and son with him, and he had to walk back, and there might be more dangers on the way.

After thinking about these things carefully for more than a day, Mo Yi'er was in a daze in the eyes of Man Ge. He couldn't help but grab Mo Yi'er's waist from behind and ask, "What are you thinking?" ”

Mo Yi'er came back to her senses and did not reject him for the time being. Now flying, Bongo sat behind her. There's nothing wrong with that. "I'm wondering if there's going to be some beast we don't know about in that colony."

Hearing this, Mange also thought deeply. He has never seen it either, and he knows that among the three, he is the weakest now, so don't drag Mo Yi'er back when the time comes.

"Bango!" Mo Yi'er suddenly called him again!

"Yes!"

"Bange, is there any poison in your herbs?"

"What?" Mange suspected that he had heard it wrong, how could Mo Yi'er mention poison?

"Didn't you? Poison? If not, pick some antidote herbs that are not available near our tribal alliance. As I said before, Murong is good at using poison, so we have to prepare early! Mo Yi'er hurriedly explained.

"Well, well, I remember. Be sure to pick more detoxifying herbs. ”

Actually, there were no books on medicine and herbal medicine during this period. Mango's current medical skills are all up to the Ao Gray Wizard to give him a little bit, and then slowly test the medicine himself.

Testing potions is a dangerous thing to do, and sometimes you have to try it yourself, but Mango never complains, because he likes to be a witch doctor.

In the evening, they rested within the territory of the Dola tribe. After inspecting the surroundings, there was no danger in storage, and Mo Yi'er picked up firewood and lit a bonfire.

Mange found the herbs to repel insects, he was the first time to come to the Flower Tribe, so many insects, he was really surprised. At the same time, he also found a bug that could be used to make herbs and caught it.

Mo Yi'er shook her head and smiled, let the little pom-pom rest, and went to catch two pheasants by herself.

The little pompom is not strong, he is now flying every day, and he has to leave some energy to make the golden lion blood for Mo Yi'er. If it was hunting, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

Mo Yi'er is the most energetic of the three, with rapid speed and sharp claws, the clever animal like the pheasant is not her opponent, and in less than half an hour, she caught three pheasants.

Two of them were roasted, and one took out the clay pot he brought with him to cook the soup, this soup is a great supplement, as long as there is a chance, Mo Yi'er will cook the soup. Fortunately, there is Cai Ling'er, an all-purpose mount, who not only rode two people, but also carried a lot of Mo Yi'er's necessities, otherwise this clay pot would not have been able to bring it anyway.

The roasted pheasant meat is ready quickly, but the chicken soup has to be boiled for a long time. Mo Yi'er went to look for some wild fruits again, and at this time all the leaves had fallen off, and only a few fruits were left hanging on the trees, and the juice was insufficient. It does not hinder their sweetness and nutrition, not like preserved fruit, but also delicious.

Mo Yi'er got this qiē and saw that Mange was still catching insects. I can't help but sigh, it's so cold, and the insects of this flower tribe can't be much less, I don't know if the insects will come out of the snow when it snows heavily.

In the midst of his thoughts, Mange finally caught a satisfactory amount and came to Mo Yi'er's side. "Mo Yi'er, help me think of a way, how to store this bug."

"To live? Or is it dead? ”

"Live or die!"

"It's better to kill them, dry them and grind them into powder for storage, it's more comfortable to look at!" Although Mo Yier is not afraid of insects, the feeling of many insects gathering together is still uncomfortable to look at.

"Okay, that's it!" Mango smiled and put the worms into a small bag of animal skins, believing that they would all die in a short time.

Mo Yi'er said again: "Find an airtight leaf and wrap it outside the animal skin bag, hurry up and suffocate them inside!" Now they might bite through the leather bag! ”

"Good!" Mo Yi'er's mention made Mange very satisfied, and he went directly to find a working leaf.

Because of the herbs of Bange, Mo Yi'er slept well at night and was not infested by mosquitoes. When I woke up the next day, I saw that Mango was looking through the bugs, and sure enough, they were all suffocated. It's just that I don't have time to dry them now, and I don't know if they can be air-dried. But time waits for no one, they still have to hurry, not stop.

When I took off again, I saw the hunting team of the Flower Tribe at high altitude, and Yuko was going to take it on a hunt. Mo Yi'er stopped Cai Ling'er, planning to secretly take a look at the recent situation of the Zhihua tribe.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Ke has lost a lot of weight, which seems to be caused by daily fatigue. And from a distance, Mo Yi'er could see the sad look on his face, the clansmen around him were not as strong as before, and they didn't have a good time thinking about leaving so many clansmen.

Even if there are many animals in the jungle of the Zhihua tribe, they are few people, and large animals cannot be hunted.

Moreover, they still have women, children and the elderly to support, and it is very difficult to come to the department. Mo Yi'er's compassion moved slightly, and she scolded herself again randomly. If it weren't for his collusion with the outside world, the people by the altar wouldn't have to suffer there now.

The current situation is called self-inflicted. Mo Yier felt that training herself to be ruthless would start now. So he returned to Cai Ling'er's back and shouted to hurry up.

The little pompom is connected to her heart, and I can guess some of her feelings now. He didn't speak, but just used his eyes to soothe Mo Yi'er, who was in a bad mood.

Mo Yi'er felt the little pompom's gaze and smiled back, telling him not to worry.