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2209 But Ye Fan is very clear, even if the mask is the same, but that person is definitely not an ugly man! It's not that the ugly man must be dead, but Ye Fan's current perception ability can clearly judge a lot of information.
What exactly is going on
Where are so many masked people on the grassland
Ye Fan frowned. Although he wanted to understand immediately, he thought about it. Today is what Gillen said is a "good show". Let's wait and see for the time being, and it won't be too late to make a move when there is a need.
However, his appearance, whether it was the sword god or the deity, seemed inappropriate for him to appear at this moment.
If the masked man recognizes him and takes precautions, it won't be great.
"Brother, the medicinal materials you want, the Bolgins have sent you."
Wearing a bearskin coat, Gillen walked out from behind, looking at the Borgin cavalry with a smile on his face.
Ye Fan looked at the gleam in Gillen’s eyes, and couldn’t help thinking about it... "Today’s meeting, I will hide it, otherwise I am a foreigner from the Shenlong clan, and it’s not appropriate to appear unexpectedly", Ye Fan Road.
Gillen was taken aback, then smiled: "Do you want to disguise
Haha, how do you make your disguise skills? "
"Secret", Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, his face changed for a while, changed into an inconspicuous stranger's face, and then quietly walked away.
Gillen spoke for a while, quite envied, but didn't go to ask, after all, he also had business to do.
Not long after, the Cavalry of the Boljin tribe stationed in the camp on the east side.
From the perspective of skin color, the Borjin people are more white people, even if they are in the sun all the year round, they don't look too dark.
A burly man with long brown hair and a sparse beard, and a whole head taller than Gillen, came to the king's account with a few generals.
"The patriarch of the Borjin clan, Chagan, has met His Royal Highness Butchahar.
Your Highness has been away for a long time this time, which makes us so worried," Cha Ganpi said with a smile, and there was no respect in his eyes.
Behind him, including the Aguda who Ye Fan had seen before, and several generals were all stunned.
Gillen had a friendly smile on his face, "Chagan, when I heard that I was away, you sent someone to the Holy Land of Khan.
If you want the high priest to hold a brutal battle and re-select the brutal king, you have so little confidence in me? "
"His Royal Highness is serious, I just think that the wilderness cannot be ruled out for a day.
As a barbarian king, your Royal Highness still try not to play missing, otherwise fighting between the tribes will easily hurt the civilians," Chagan grinned.
"Really... But how did I hear that there is nothing wrong with other tribes, but your Boljin tribe has caused the most fighting?"
Gillen squinted.
Chagan's face became cold, "Who did your Highness listen to
This is slander, I want him to duel..." "Haha... Don't be so nervous, come on, sit down and have a few drinks," Gillen said with a relaxed smile on his face.
Cha Gan and a few of his men walked towards the arranged meeting place.
"Brother, what do you mean by King Man
As soon as I come back, I will hold a tribal meeting, and still pick things like this in person? "
Aguda frowned.
Chagan glanced back at Sau Gillen and snorted: "You haven't seen it yet, Butchahar... Take us as fish!"
"fishing?"
"The Barbarian King... he left deliberately, trying to catch our feet," the mask man chuckled softly.
Aguda paled, "What!
This... This guy went missing on purpose! ? "
"General Aguda, don't panic. The Barbarian King thinks he is smart, but he ignores... Now he is already the weaker side," the mask man said leisurely.
Chagan smirked, "It's still the master of the sect, this Buchahar, today is his death date..." Although the three of them have been talking, they tried to hide with their cultivation, and the others couldn't hear them at all. What happened.
It didn't take long for some tribal patriarchs to arrive one after another with men and horses.
From the west of the grassland, the Alguna tribe, one of the two tribes, also rushed to Wangzhang under the leadership of the patriarch Mandu Latu.
Although Gillen was originally from the Alguna clan, to become a barbarian queen is to maintain neutrality among the tribes. This is also what the barbarian kings of all generations need to swear to the barbarian god.
He had been removed from the Alguna clan as early as after Gillen obtained the title of King Butchahar.
But even so, the Argun people are naturally more kind to the Barbarian King.
In particular, Mandu Latu, as the uncle who watched Gillen grow up, assisted the previous barbarian king, and had a very good personal relationship.
"Long time no see! Uncle Mandu Ratu, don't come here unharmed?"
Gillen went up and hugged Mandulatu a bear.
Mandu Latu burst into tears, "His Royal Highness Buchahar! You are finally back! Let us worry!"
"Haha... I'm worrying Uncle, hurry up, go take a seat," Gillen entertained.
Except for the leaders of the two big tribes, other ordinary small and medium tribes naturally do not need Gillen to meet them personally.
Because of the wildness and vastness, there are many tribes after all, and there is no time to come over to participate in the tribe meeting.
But as long as there is a Barbarian King and the patriarchs of the two tribes, the convening of the tribe assembly is enough.
"Everyone, this king has left the grassland for a few months because of something, which has worried many people.
This king is here, do it first, and make a complaint with you..." Gillen sat on the throne, raised his wine bowl, and drank it.
A group of tribal leaders and generals present also drank their drinks.
Gillen finished drinking before continuing: "You will definitely be curious, why is this king leaving for so long
Today’s tribal meeting is to be held to make it clear to everyone that the reason behind all this..." As he said, Gillen clapped three times.
Several guards of the king's account immediately escorted three two men and one woman with their heads covered by black cloth to the open space in the middle of the conference.
After lifting the black cloth, three panicked and nervous faces appeared. The three men and women, with their heads down, did not dare to look at anyone.
From the traces of torture on their bodies and their embarrassed faces, it can be judged that they must have been interrogated, and even their cultivation level was abolished.
On the side of the Boljin tribe, Chagan and the others showed a gloomy look and looked at the smiling man next to them.
"His Royal Highness, who is this?"
Gillen stood up, stepped forward, and asked the three men and women, "Say yourself, where do you come from, who do you do for..." The three men and women were silent, as if they didn't understand at all.
"Don't tell me?"
Gillen looked at the Bolgins again and smiled: "Chagan, Aguda, do you know these three?"
Chagan said blankly, "His Royal Highness, what do you mean, should we know?"
Gillen didn't respond directly, but said loudly: "It's raging, it's endless!"
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!