"Yes, I will take good care of my clansmen!" Sabra was very sincere in his assurance, and from his look, you could see his seriousness and heaviness.

The matter of Hoha also caused this leader to suffer a lot of blows. He certainly has shortcomings, but he also has one of the greatest strengths, which is that he loves his people very much.

Mo Yier is very satisfied with this.

"Humph! It's just a dead clansman, Leader Mo Yi'er, why don't you give food to our tribe? Unexpectedly, the leader Sang would be cheeky enough to ask such a thing.

Mo Yi'er looked at him incredulously, only to see that he looked like he was taking it for granted, and he didn't feel how cheeky his question was. Mo Yi'er couldn't help but ask: "Leader Sang, do you think you want to ask why I gave you food?" ”

"Haha, of course it's because Moncha is your man, don't forget, he's from our tribe! Leader Mo Yi'er, just by virtue of this relationship, it is not comparable to other tribes, haha! The leader Sang laughed unscrupulously, and there was some lewdness in his eyes.

Mo Yi'er laughed angrily, she had never seen such a shameless man in this world. If he had given Moncha to himself at that time, he would have accepted it immediately, and he would not know what kind of unreasonable conditions he would have to put forward in the future!

"Chief, don't you know that Moncha is not my man?"

When the leader Sang heard this, he was not surprised in the slightest, obviously he knew. "Leader Mo Yi'er, aren't you going to let Moncha be your man? If so, I'm going to bring Moncha back. ”

"Hmph, don't forget jì, although Moncha is not my man, he is also my clansman. I have already helped you renovate the shed, and in the future, Moncha will have nothing to do with your Nakata tribe. ”

"Haha, Leader Mo Yi'er, Meng Cha was born from our Zhongtian tribe, it's not that if there is no relationship, there is no relationship." The leader Sang was still laughing, as if he had eaten Mo Yi'er, thinking that with a Meng Cha, he would be able to hold Mo Yi'er.

"Chief, since you say so, I also have to settle accounts with you. You beat Moncha half to death, and now Moncha has become a member of our tribe, and I want to avenge him for this revenge! ”

These words made the leader Sang's face change a few times. After a while, he pretended to be calm and said, "When I beat him, he was still from our tribe, and you didn't say you wanted him!" ”

"I can't control so much, Chief-San, remember, if I'm in a good mood, I'll remember Moncha's revenge, and I'm not in a hurry to take revenge at this time, if I'm in a bad mood...... Hum! You should know what happened to Sa'er, the former leader of the mountain tribe. Mo Yi'er's cold gaze shot at the leader Sang, and he couldn't be merciful to a man like him. Scare him first, and if it doesn't work, you'll have to punish him.

Leader San's face changed unpredictably, and this time he didn't speak again, but his gaze was no longer friendly. After urging Mo Yi'er to command them to continue to build the ondol, Mo Yi'er had to hand over the hardest work to the leader Sang to do.

And Sabra also retreated when Mo Yi'er and the leader Sang quarreled. He also has a shortcoming, that is, he doesn't dare to come forward, and when he saw Mo Yi'er and Sabra arguing, he hurriedly left, for fear of implicating himself, so as to lose the leopard's food again.

Mo Yi'er didn't care about him, they weren't familiar with each other, and she didn't want anything in return for giving the leopard to their tribe.

Because of the heavy snowfall, Mo Yi'er secretly increased the progress of building the fire kang, otherwise she was afraid that the weather would be bad, delay her business, and make those innocent clansmen freeze sick.

At the same time, the ondol on the side of the Mao tribe was also in full swing. Li Luo also asked some experienced clansmen from other tribes to help, and now it is snowing heavily, and they can't go hunting, only some people who lack dry firewood are collecting firewood nearby, and they don't dare to go too far.

And those tribes who lack nothing are also willing to come over and help. A smart person like Li Luo, a leader with insight is willing to make friends. This job is not very tiring, it can bring them closer to Li Luo and Mo Yi'er, why not do it?

So, it didn't take long for the tent of the tribe to warm up.

In the evening, the snow fell lightly, and Mo Yi'er planned to go back to the small cave. Before leaving, he was stopped by Sa'er, who was no longer able to speak, and with him were two of his former doglegs.

They stopped Mo Yi'er and knelt in the snow with a 'poof'. Unable to speak, Sa elbowed the man next to him, motioning for him to speak.

This man was originally the most doggy, and he had the best relationship with Sa'er on weekdays. At this time, he has long lost his former arrogance, although he is unwilling to stay by Sara'er's side, he can offend the other clansmen earlier, and those ordinary clansmen are not willing to befriend him. Therefore, he can only continue to mingle with two people who are friends with Sa'er.

Mo Yi'er couldn't help but be impatient when she saw them pushing around: "Hurry up and say something, don't say I'm leaving." ”

"Say, speak!" The man trembled in front of Mo Yi'er, and he didn't dare to come out. Seeing that Mo Yi'er was unhappy, he hurriedly said: "Leader Mo Yi'er, our shed is too cold, please help us!" ”

When he said this, Mo Yi'er remembered that these people had been driven out of the originally warm shed by her, and slept in the small sheds of other clansmen that were leaking everywhere. "Is it cold? When you lived in a shed before, why didn't you expect your people to still be cold? ”

"Leader Mo Yi'er, we know that we are wrong, please forgive us and help us." A few people cried and cried, because the cold weather made their faces smudged with tears and snot, and they were indescribably disgusting!

Seeing that Mo Yi'er didn't agree, they crawled forward on their knees and tried to pull Mo Yi'er's animal skin pants.

Mo Yi'er was annoyed, and kicked one person out of the way, and the others froze in place, not daring to go forward for another half a point.

In fact, Mo Yi'er left room for them, but that kick only used less than one percent of their strength, otherwise one kick would have kicked them to death.

Mo Yi'er looked at these people, they couldn't stand it for a day and a night, but what about their clansmen? The one who died, wasn't he the one who froze to death? To punish them, Mo Yi'er will not be soft-hearted. "You can stay for the first time, and if it's cold, go and gather firewood. If you're still alive in three days' time, I'll help you renovate your shed to make it warmer. ”

Three days is the three days that their clansmen have suffered, but strictly speaking, the days when those clansmen were frozen are not only those three days, Mo Yi'er's move can be regarded as merciful. If they are sick and die, God will take them in!