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When 2221 said this, the audience was shocked.
Thousands of barbarians stared at Ye Fan blankly, as if they didn't know how to react.
Ye Fan was dumbfounded, what the hell was this guy talking about!
Gillen blinked at him quietly and whispered: "Brother, you know I don't like to be a barbarian king at all... You won the brutal fight in the end. You are the barbarian king, no problem!"
"Are you crazy
I belong to the Shenlong clan... You don't know! "
Ye Fan whispered.
"What about the Shenlong clan, I didn't say that the clan can't be the barbarian king... Depending on your strength, you can do it if you think about it!"
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry. It was not a question of whether he wanted to do it or not, but he couldn't be a barbarian king at all! "His Royal Highness Buchahar! Although this hero has maintained the grassland for us, he is not a member of our wild tribe after all!"
"Yes! The brutal fight just now is not counted! Your Highness think twice!"
Mandu Latu and a group of patriarchs knelt down one after another, hoping that Butchahar would take his life back.
Gillen said solemnly: "Have you forgotten the rules of our grassland!
The barbarian fight lost, how can I be the barbarian king!
Moreover, whether this hero can be the barbarian king or not is not your final decision. It is up to the high priest and the barbarian god to decide! "
Upon hearing this, the barbarians at the scene calmed down.
Indeed, whoever becomes a barbarian king is not theirs. If this "hero" is truly recognized by the high priest and barbaric god, then no one can say anything.
In addition to the brutal fight just now, Ye Fan indeed won.
Seeing that the barbarians had calmed down, Gillen was overjoyed and said, "From today, I will officially..." "Wait a minute!!"
Ye Fan stopped drinking and hurriedly stopped Gilen.
I can't let this guy talk anymore, let's talk about something really going to happen.
Facing Gillen’s surprised face, Ye Fan sighed, his expression became quite solemn, and said loudly: "Buchahar...The position of the barbarian king is very important. How can you give in so easily!?"
Just as the barbarians of the various tribes on the scene wondered how this hero spoke in this tone, an aura familiar to the people of the prairie came out of Ye Fan! A golden mark appeared on Ye Fan's forehead! All of a sudden, Gillen was stunned, and he knelt down on one knee! "High Priest!?"
Even though he yelled out, Gillen still felt like a dream, how did Ye Fan become a high priest!
The barbarians of all tribes were also astonished, but they didn't care too much, so they knelt down and shouted devoutly "Meet the High Priest".
Ye Fan's voice appeared directly in the minds of the barbarians of various tribes... "The high priest Pasteur resigned, and the high priest took over the position of high priest at this critical juncture.
I came here specially to rule out the invaders for you.
Butchahar, the high priest announced that this brutal fight will not be counted, and there will be no mention of abdication in the future! "
Gillen looked up with embarrassment and awe, and replied with a twist: "Yes! Butchahar obeys the judicial decree of the Great Sacrifice..." Ye Fan then concealed the Mark of the Man God, sighed, and raised his hand: "Get up all!"
"Thank the high priest!!"
The barbarians quickly got up and looked at Ye Fan with curious but respectful and admiring eyes.
Although they didn't know why the high priest Pasteur suddenly abdicated, but with the mark of a barbarian god, it must be the high priest.
What's more, Ye Fan came to help them get rid of the invaders today. Such a conscientious new high priest immediately won more favor from the barbarians.
"Buchahar... Now you know, why can't I be a barbarian king?"
Ye Fan looked at Gillen with a smile.
Gillen was a little aggrieved, "High Priest, why didn't you say it earlier... I... I'm ashamed..." Mandu Latu and other patriarchs all laughed, after all, nothing is going on now, of course they happy.
Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "All go away. I have something to say to the Man King alone."
The barbarians obediently obeyed their orders and immediately dispersed.
Ye Fan greeted Gillen and entered the king's tent.
Finally no one was around, Gillen immediately asked eagerly: "Ye Fan! Brother! Why are you a high priest!
You... When did you become one
Is it long ago!
Why didn't the high priest Pasteur tell me that he was going to abdicate
! "
Ye Fan said: "Why, the change of the high priest, do I have to tell you
In addition, I am the high priest, you know my identity, be careful when you speak! Brothers, brothers, being heard, how decent they are! ? "
"Oh! Yes, yes... the high priest pardons..." Gillen confessed his mistake nervously.
Ye Fan held back his smile and said with a straight face: "Two things, one, the identity of the sword god of the high priest, you must keep it secret.
The savage only needs to know that I am the high priest, and I don't need to know my other origins. "
Ye Fan didn't want it. The wild people knew that the sword god was the high priest, otherwise the outside world would think that the sword god wanted to support the wild, and that would cause a lot of trouble.
It's far from the time for my own showdown, and I don't have a lot of time to show my identity and deal with the troubles that are coming.
"Why?"
Gillen said strangely: "Sword God becomes a high priest, can't it?"
"Things are far more complicated than you think, just do it," Ye Fan said.
Gillen nodded, "What about the second thing?"
"Second, get me the medicinal materials, hurry up!"
Ye Fan urged.
Gillen suddenly realized, "Yes!"
When all the medicinal materials finally got in hand, Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief.
This wild journey, which lasted nearly two months, was really dangerous and tortuous, but the reward was huge... Pat Gillen on the shoulder, and Ye Fan said: "Your "Kandaan Decree" is very beneficial to the wild. I agree.
However, there is no real victor in a war, and all wars are losers... I'll go first, so you can do it for yourself."
After leaving Gillen with a thoughtful look, Ye Fan's figure flashed, he had already picked up the dumplings from another big tent, and flew directly to the south... city.
After finding a place to fall, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and dialed Su Qingxue's number.
In a panic, the woman answered the phone, and a familiar soft voice came: "Husband?"
"Huh..." Ye Fan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his hanging heart finally fell. "Xiaoxue, I'm going back soon. I'll call you and report safety first."
"You... You finally called! Husband, why haven't you heard from him for so long... Your concubine is so worried..." Su Qingxue said with a cry, as if she was too excited and feeling emotional.
Ye Fan said guiltily, "Didn't I always help you find medicinal materials? Now that I have collected all the medicinal materials and found the prescriptions, I can go back and help you treat your illness!"
"The concubine will be fine for a while, but mother... mother she..." Su Qingxue said, choked up a little.
"mother?"
Ye Fan frowned, realizing that he was talking about Ji Suxin, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with her?"