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When the words came out, the audience was shocked.

Thousands of barbarians stared at Ye Fan and didn't seem to know how to react.

Ye Fan is stunned, what the guy is talking about! ?

Gillen quietly blinked at him and whispered: "Brother, you know that I don't like to be a king...

In the end, this brutal fight is that you won, you are a king, no problem! ”

"Are you crazy? I am a dragon clan... you don't know it!" Ye Fan whispered.

"How about Shenlong, I didn't say that the clan can't be a king.... According to your strength, you just have to think, you can!"

Ye Fan can't smile, this is not a question he wants to do, but he can't be a king!

"His Lord Buchahar! Although this hero has maintained the grassland for us, he is not a man of our wild tribes after all!"

"Yeah! The brutal fight is not counted! Your Highness thinks twice!"

A group of patriarchs, such as Mandula, are squatting, hoping that Buchahar will recover.

Gillen is awe-inspiring: "Do you forget, the rules of our grassland??

Moreover, whether this hero can be a king, nor is it that you have the final say, to be determined by the high priest and the gods! ”

Upon hearing this, the barbarians on the scene were quiet.

Indeed, whoever is a savage king is not something they can manage. If this "hero" is really recognized by the high priest and the sage, then no one can say anything.

Plus the brutal fight just now, it is indeed Ye Fan won.

Gillen saw that the barbarians were quiet, and they were overjoyed. "From now on, I will be official..."

"Wait!!"

Ye Fan slammed and stopped, and quickly stopped Gillen.

I can't let this guy say it anymore, and then I have to make a big deal.

Faced with a strange face of Gillen, Ye Fan sighed and his expression became quite solemn. He said loudly: "Buchahar... The position of the king is very important. Can you easily let it be like you!" ”

Just as the barbarian of the tribes at the scene wondered how the hero spoke in this tone, the atmosphere familiar to the grass-roots people came out from Ye Fan!

Ye Fan’s forehead appeared on the forehead!

At the time, Gillen looked like a stunned color, and he was so excited that he hurryed down on one knee!

"High priest!?"

Even though it was called out, Gillen still felt like a dream, how Ye Fan became a high priest! ?

The barbarians of all tribes were also surprised, but they couldn’t care too much. They quickly squatted and shouted "to meet the high priest."

Ye Fan’s voice appeared directly in the depths of the tribal people’s minds...

"The Pastor High Priest left, the High Priest was at this critical juncture and took over the position of the High Priest.

This time came specifically to exclude intruders for you.

Buchahar, the high priest announced that this barbaric is not a number, and no more mentions of abdication in the future! ”

Gillen looked up and looked up in awe, a little bit twisted and said: "Yes! Buchahar complies with the judicial purpose..."

Ye Fan’s imprint of the sacred god’s mark, he sighed and raised his hand: “Get up!”

"Xie Da priest!!"

The barbarians quickly got up and then looked at Ye Fan with curiosity, but with respect and admiration.

Although they did not know why the Pastor High Priest suddenly retired, but there is a sacred mark, it must be the high priest.

What's more, Ye Fan came to help them get rid of the invaders today, so the new high priest who did his duty and duty immediately won more favors from the barbarians.

"Buchahar... Now I know, why can't I be a savage king?" Ye Fan looked at Gillen with a smile.

Gillen had some minor grievances. "The high priest, why don't you say that... I... I am a shame..."

Several patriarchs, such as Mandula, also laughed. After all, nothing is gone now. They are of course happy.

Ye Fan waved his hand and said: "Everything is gone, I have something to say, I have to say it separately with the king."

The barbarians were incomparably obedient and dispersed immediately.

Ye Fan greeted Gillen and entered the king's account.

Finally, no one left, Gyllen immediately asked: "Ye Fan! Brother! How are you a high priest!?

You...when did you become a member? Is it early? ?

Why didn't Pasteur's high priest tell me that he wants to abdicate? ! ”

Ye Fandao: "How, the replacement of the high priest, must tell you?"

In addition, I am a high priest, you know my identity, speak and pay attention!

Brothers and brothers, people are heard, what is the system! ? ”

"Oh! It is... the high priest forgives sin..." Gillen was nervous and confessed.

Ye Fan endured a smile and said: "Two things, one, the identity of the sword priest of the high priest, you must keep it secret."

It’s just a matter of knowing that I am a high priest and I don’t need to know my other origins. ”

Ye Fan does not hope that the wilderness knows that the sword **** is the high priest, otherwise the outside world must think that the sword **** will support the wilderness, and then it will lead to a lot of chaos.

Now that I am far from my own showdown, I have not been able to illuminate many of my identities and cope with the troubles that have come.

"Why?" Gillen said strangely: "The sword **** becomes a high priest, can't you?"

"Things are far more complicated than you think. You just do it." Ye Fandao.

Gillen had to nod. "What about the second thing?"

"Second, take the medicines for me, hurry!" Ye Fan urged.

Gillen suddenly realized, "Follow!"

When all the herbs were finally available, Ye Fan was relieved.

This savage trip, nearly two months, is really a tortuous twist, but the harvest is huge...

Patted the shoulders of Gillen, Ye Fan said: "Your Kandaan Decree is very useful for the wild, I am very recognized.

However, war is not a real winner. If you fight, you are a loser...

I am leaving, you can do it yourself."

After leaving a thoughtful face of Gillen, Ye Fan’s figure flashed and he had already smashed the dumpling from another big account and flew directly to the south...

Returning to the heart, Ye Fan is wearing a moon and returning to Beiming City.

After finding a place to drop, Ye Fan took out the phone and called Su Xuexue.

In a while, the woman picked up the phone and heard a familiar soft voice: "French?"

"Call..." Ye Fan was relieved for a long time, and the hanging heart finally fell. "Xiaoxue, I am going back, give you a call, first report a peace."

"You...you finally got a call! Fujun, why haven’t you heard for so long... I’m so worried...”

Su Xiaoxue language with a crying sound, seems too excited, it is difficult to self.

Ye Fan said: "I haven't been looking for medicine for you all the time. Now I have collected it, and the prescription has been found. I can go back and help you cure!"

"It will not happen for a while, but the mother... she is her..." Su Xiaoxue said, some whimpering.

"Mother?" Ye Fan frowned, realizing that he was talking about Ji Suxin, could not help but ask: "What happened to her?"