Not only in the Divine Domain Tribe, after Li Luo fought in the Flowing Cliff Tribe, he helped the Flowing Cliff Tribe to build catapults, weapons, and so on.

His talent was seen by others, and everyone treated him with great respect. Together with the other tribesmen at the altar, they were respectful and respectful to him.

But this leader Sang doesn't know what to say, alas, what a fool! I don't know when I offended someone!

This chieftain Sang and Sa'er of the mountain tribe have a fight. The leader Sang loves face, looks down on people, and doesn't know how to offend people often.

Sard, on the other hand, offends more people, he is extremely difficult to get along with, even if he talks to Strella, it is uncomfortable. Moreover, Sa is very, very picky. Even if he asks someone else one day, he will not pull out a dime. Compared to him, at least the leader Sang can give up a man from the tribe.

I have to say that Mo Yier met two superlatives.

Li Luo talked about the progress of renovating the shed today, because he had to deliberately embarrass the leader San, so the progress was much slower. At this rate, it will take at least another three days to complete the renovation of several sheds in the Nakata tribe.

Mo Yi'er asked: "Then if you go to help him renovate the shed, will it delay the manufacture of weapons here?" ”

Li Luo shook his head: "The weapon manufacturing here has entered the proficiency stage, if you don't understand it or can't figure it out, go back to the tribesmen to find me!" ”

"Oh! That's good! Mo Yi'er paused, remembered something, and asked, "Which shed did you start the renovation from?" ”

When Li Luo heard Mo Yi'er ask, he smiled: "It's a shed called Ravi, his brother was sick before, and although he is better now, his body is also relatively weak." I made arrangements, and finally renovated the sheds of the chieftain, San. ”

Mo Yi'er nodded, Li Luo's arrangement won her heart! "By the way, the leader Sang has no 蝧hì pelican brake starling

Speaking of Meng Cha, Li Luo's smiling face changed a few times just now, and he said hatefully: "This leader Sang really doesn't take his clansmen seriously, and he is exactly the same as that Sa'er." He asked about Moncha, and only asked me if Moncha was dead! ”

Several people were silent for a while, and Mo Yi'er said: "Let's listen to this for ourselves, don't tell it to others, it's best not to spread it to Meng Cha's ears." Let him take good care of his wounds! ”

Several people nodded, and Simela saw that Mo Yi'er was a little worried, so she said: "Two women from the mud tribe are helping to take care of Mengcha, this kid is good-looking, and those two women are very good to him." Mo Yi'er, don't worry! ”

"Oh!" Mo Yi'er nodded, so good. However, how could she think that Simra was saying this on purpose? The big eyes looked at Simola, and the face of Simola turned a little red, knowing that his careful thoughts had been seen through by Mo Yi'er. Hurriedly went to see if the food was ready on the other side of the big cave, and slipped out.

Mo Yi'er laughed stupidly twice, and then sent Li Luo back to rest. I drank another glass of water and went to the big cave to visit Moncha.

Many bonfires were lit inside the cave, because the Haim tribe would weave straw curtains, so a huge straw curtain was hung at the door of the big cave, which kept the cold wind out of the cave, making the big cave even warmer.

Moncha was placed in a warm corner, very close to the people of the Mud Tribe, presumably to be taken care of by the two men of the Mud Tribe.

He had fallen asleep since he had drunk the decoction last night, and he had not woken up until this afternoon, and had drunk another bowl of the decoction, and his face looked much better. Because of the warmth of the big cave, his fair face was a little ruddy.

At this moment, a woman was feeding him the broth, and her movements were extremely gentle, as if she were tending to a baby.

Mo Yi'er nodded, no matter what, what Simra said just now was true! This kid is really likable!

When Mo Yi'er appeared in the big cave, Meng Cha saw her, and a pair of eyes were glued to her body and reluctant to look away.

Mo Yi'er turned a blind eye to his hot gaze, walked over calmly, and asked like a child: "Does your body still hurt?" ”

Moncha shook his head: "Much better! "Even if it hurts, he won't show it in front of the people he likes.

Mo Yi'er sat down not far from him, and Talisa also sat down, and said to Mo Yi'er with a grin: "Mo Yi'er, don't worry!" Moncha was well taken care of, and I think it will get better soon! ”

Teressa's slightly teasing words made Moncha's already rosy face even redder, and he brushed away the broth that the woman in front of him was going to feed him, wanting to explain something, but Teresa didn't say it clearly.

The woman who fed her the broth glared at Talissa: "You're going to talk nonsense, Moncha, drink the broth first, you haven't eaten all day!" "Obviously, this woman has a good relationship with Terissa, and she has no scruples when she speaks. But the distressed look of Moncha was undisguised.

In this primitive period, there were many such straightforward people, who did not need to be suspicious and were very easy to get along with. And they dare to love and hate, and they don't hide their distress and love for Moncha!

Meng Cha was afraid that Mo Yi'er would misunderstand him, and he didn't want to drink the broth, so Mo Yi'er said: "Drink the broth, eat more, and the injury will heal quickly." Wait for the witch doctor to come back and let him show you well. ”

At the mention of Bango, Moncha's face darkened, and he obediently drank the broth.

Obviously, Meng Cha understood how good the men around Mo Yi'er were, he was just a little better-looking, and in this primitive tribe, this face was the least important thing. Therefore, he knew in his heart that he and Mo Yi'er had no hope at all.

However, he still mustered up the courage and said to Mo Yi'er: "Mo Yi'er, can I follow you in the future?" ”

Mo Yi'er was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Yes, you can come to our Divine Domain Tribe, and in the future, you will be a member of the Divine Domain Tribe, and I and the people of the Divine Domain Tribe will treat you as a relative." ”

These words really made Moncha happy and sad! It's a lot better than it used to be, though, isn't it? "Thank you, Leader Mo Yi'er!" Just now, he called Mo Yi'er, and now he is the leader of Mo Yi'er. It seems that Meng Cha is also a smart child, and this is expressing his heart to Mo Yi'er!

Mo Yi'er smiled with satisfaction: "You have a good rest, if you need anything, let people sue me, as long as it's not too difficult, I can find it for you!" "For the clansmen who are about to become their own tribe, Mo Yi'er is very caring and patient.

"Hmm!" Meng Cha lowered his head and didn't say thank you, because Mo Yi'er had done a lot for him, and if he still wanted to say it, he had to keep saying it.