Chapter 23 A Very Cute Little Fellow

  The identity of the Golden Lion was confirmed, and everyone fell into a panic. Even the leader, Chu Yan's hand trembled as he tightly grasped his weapon, yet dared not make any sudden moves.

  After a long time, the golden lion still didn't move at all, but the tribespeople had already been baptized by their own sweat.

  Mo Yi'er relaxed and put down her guard, Chu Yan was by her side, his body half-blocking hers, as if he would shield her from any movement of the Golden Lion. She gently patted Chu Yan's stiff body and felt a hand that was damp: "Relax, it hasn't moved for so long, it probably won't hurt us."

  Mo Ye's soft words made the tribe members relax a lot. However, they didn't dare to sleep again, and everyone's eyes were closely watching in the direction of the Golden Lion in the darkness, just in case.

  The golden lion's pupils, which were emitting a faint golden light, changed slightly, and Mo Yier guessed that it had narrowed its eyes. At such a distance, she could sense that this was a relatively lazy golden lion.

  A faint light gradually appeared on the horizon, and the vigilance of the tribe's people relaxed even more. During the day, they could see wild beasts clearly, so they were not as afraid as at night.

  Mo Yu'er stared intently in the direction of the golden lion, wanting to see this tree-climbing lion at dawn.

  Just as she could see things clearly, the golden lion suddenly turned around, flapped its wings and flew away!

  My god, it's wings! Mo Yuer swore she saw a pair of golden wings, sprinkling beautiful golden halos in the morning light, so beautiful... Besides the wings, she didn't see anything else.

  She was slightly excited, grabbed Chu Yan's arm and shook it while asking: "Chu Yan, did the Golden Lion originally have wings?"

  "It's... probably!" None of them had ever seen a real Golden Lion, only heard from the old man that the eyes of the Golden Lion emitted a golden color.

  The departure of the Golden Lion made their hearts return to their stomachs, and they all fell sitting on the rattan, as if they had fainted.

  Mo Yi'er looked at them and found that she was a heartless and ruthless person, only feeling a little scared at the beginning, but later it became a kind of resigned attitude.

  The tribesmen rested for about half an hour, and Chu Yan was the first to get up. He carried Mo Yi'er down from the tree, took a sip of water, and said to the tribesmen: "We must leave immediately. I didn't expect that we would encounter the Golden Lion before leaving our territory's forest."

  "It's time to leave immediately, I don't know if we'll be so lucky next time we meet the Golden Lion." Ba Jin also agreed, and everyone took a sip of water, regained some strength, and prepared to leave.

  The villagers didn't sleep well last night, and Mo Yi was a bit worried about them. However, their concerns weren't unreasonable, so it's better to listen to Chu Yan. She was tied to Chu Yan's back again, the slightly sweaty male scent filled her nostrils, making her face flush and heart beat involuntarily. Silently scolding herself, don't think about those unnecessary things, soon she fell asleep on Chu Yan's back again.

  Have to say, Chu's back is a very warm cradle.

  This time, they flew and ran at a speed that was far from yesterday. In order to maintain good physical strength for the night watch, they stopped early in a seemingly safe open space and set up a bonfire to rest.

  Not far away, there was a river where eight men were left to guard Mo Yi'er. The others went to fetch water and also took the opportunity to look around for any small prey that they could catch for dinner. They didn't have much dried meat with them, and if possible, the tribespeople would rather be self-sufficient by hunting.

  As the others left, a rustling sound came from the bushes where Mo Yi'er was. Ba Jin quickly grabbed his weapon and stared at the bushes. Mo Yi'er also looked over curiously, it should be a small animal there, the grass was shaking non-stop.

  "Waaaahhh..." Ba Jin nervously charged at the bushes and let out a few roars, because he was scared by the Golden Lion last night, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

  Perhaps something in the grass was frightened, and suddenly ran out, it was a ball of fluff. The brown fur was very long, almost covering its eyes. It was small, like a kitten, and both Ba Jin and Mo Yi'er put their minds at ease.

  "What is this thing? It's too small, can we roast it for dinner tonight?" Ba Jin said, studying the little fluffball.

  The little furball seemed to understand Ba Jin's words, and it bared its teeth at him before lifting its round head to look at Mo Yier.

  Mo Yu'er only then saw its eyes, wet and black, blinking repeatedly, which was quite endearing, making her reluctant to eat it. By some strange coincidence, Mo Yu'er beckoned the little ball of fluff over, and it immediately ran towards her.

  Ba Jin hastily blocked Mo Yier in front of him, not allowing the little furball to pass. "Mo Yier, I've never seen an animal like this before, you'd better not get close to it, maybe there's danger."

  "It's okay, you see it's not afraid of people, so it shouldn't attack. It's so small, how could it possibly hurt me?" Mo Yier was softened by the little guy's shiny black eyes and especially wanted to get close to it.

  Bajin had no choice but to hold on. Who knew that the little furball, despite its round and fluffy appearance, was actually quite fast? It caught Mo Yier's summoning gaze and darted past Bajin before he could even react, burrowing into Mo Yier's embrace in an instant.

  "Oh, this little thing is so soft and cuddly, it's really comfortable." Mo Yier didn't expect the little ball to be so affectionate with her, and it suddenly burrowed into her arms, sniffing and nuzzling nonstop... Hmm? It seems suspicious, why is this little guy rubbing against Mo Yier's chest?

  Mo Yi'er grasped it with one hand, looking at its slightly silly and black eyes for a moment: "Could it be hungry?" (Even if it's hungry, wouldn't it look for something better than your flat chest?)

  Bajin's face turned slightly red as he stood by, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of envy towards this fluffy little guy.

  "Ah, I'm so sorry, I didn't breastfeed you!" Mo Yier poked the little ball of fluff on the head, apologizing to it. Ba Jin's face turned even redder, his gaze shamelessly scanning back and forth across Mo Yier's chest.

  Fortunately, Mo Yier was wearing a small sheepskin vest on her body, otherwise they would all be seen through.

  "Ah wu~ ah wu~" The little ball of fluff struggled with all its might, still targeting Mo Yi's chest. It didn't care about whether there was milk or not, it just thought that the softness there was the most comfortable.

  Chu Yu and the people of his tribe had already fetched water back, Chu Yu's body was clean and spotless, obviously having taken a bath, while others didn't have this habit, still covered in dust.

  Chu Yan looked at the unknown creature in Mo Yuer's arms, his brow furrowed: "What is this? Mo Yuer, let it go, it might be dangerous."

  "How can it be dangerous? It's so cute!" Before long, Mo Yier was conquered by this little ball of fluff and firmly believed that the little guy was a lovely good kid.

  Chu Jian felt otherwise, he had a very strong intuition that this little guy was too dangerous and seemed to be his natural enemy.