My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Over a thousand barbarian men stared at Ye Fan in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Ye Fan was completely stunned, just what was this guy talking about?

Jiran winked at him and whispered, "Brother, you know I don't like being a Barbarian King at all …

In the end, you won the fight. It's no problem for you to be the Barbarian King. "

"Are you crazy? I am from the Divine Dragon Clan... It's not like you don't know! " Ye Fan said in a low voice.

"So what if it's the Divine Dragon clan? It didn't say that the clan can't be the Barbarian King …" With your strength, you just need to think about it! "

"Lord Bouchahar! Although this hero has helped us protect the grasslands, he is not a member of our Savage Tribe! "

"That's right!" The fight just now could not be counted! Your Highness, please reconsider! "

Jiran said solemnly, "Have you forgotten the rules of our prairie!? How can I be the Barbarian King if I lose the fight!?

Furthermore, it is not up to you two to decide whether or not this hero will become the Barbarian King.

The barbarians quieted down upon hearing these words.

Adding on the previous fight, it was indeed Ye Fan who had won.

Seeing that the barbarians had quieted down, Jilun was overjoyed. He said, "From today onwards, I will officially..."

Ye Fan shouted and quickly stopped Jiran.

He couldn't allow this fellow to continue speaking. Besides, a huge matter was about to happen.

Facing Jiran's surprised face, Ye Fan sighed, his expression became very solemn, and said loudly: "Butchahar …" The position of the Barbarian King is extremely important, how can you just give in so easily?! "

A golden mark appeared on Ye Fan's forehead!

In a split-second, Jiran was dumbfounded. His whole body quivered and he quickly knelt down on one knee!

"High Priest!?"

Even though he had shouted, Jiran still felt like he was in a dream. How did Ye Fan become the High Priest?

The barbarians from the various tribes were also shocked. However, they couldn't care less. They quickly kneeled down and called out devoutly, "We pay our respects to the High Priest!"

"High Priest Pasteur has left his post. In this critical moment, this High Priest shall take over the position of High Priest.

I have come on purpose to rule out the intruders for you.

"Butchahar, I, the High Priest, declare that this battle is not final and that no one shall ever bring up the matter of abdicating the throne!"

Jiran looked up with embarrassment and awe. He replied with a bit of a twist: "Yes! Buzzahar follows the orders of the High Priest... "

"Thank you, High Priest!"

The barbarians quickly stood up and gazed at Ye Fan with curiosity, respect, and adoration in their eyes.

Although they did not know why High Priest Pasteur had suddenly abdicated, there was no doubt that he was the High Priest with the God of Berserkers Mark.

"Bouchahar... Now do you know why I can't be the Barbarian King? " Ye Fan looked at Jiran with a smile that was not a smile.

"High Priest, why didn't you say so earlier..." I... "I am truly embarrassed..."

Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "Disperse. I have some words to say to the Barbarian King alone."

The barbarians listened to Shi Mu's order with all their might. Then, they immediately dispersed.

Ye Fan then called out to Jiran and entered the tent.

Finally, no one was around anymore, so Lun Lun anxiously asked: "Ye Fan! Brother! How can you be the High Priest!?

Why didn't High Priest Pasteur tell me that he was going to abdicate?! "

Ye Fan said, "What, the High Priest has changed. Must I tell you?"

Besides, I am the High Priest. You already know my identity.

Brother, is it proper to let others hear about you!? "

Ye Fan restrained his smile and said with a straight face, "Two things. First, you have to keep the Sword God's identity a secret.

"The Wilderness only needs to know that I'm the High Priest. I don't need to know about my other origins."

Ye Fan didn't want the people of the Wilderness to know that the Sword God was the High Priest. Otherwise, the outside world would think that the Sword God had to support the Wilderness.

"Why?" Jiran asked curiously, "Can't the Sword God become the High Priest?"

"What about the second thing?"

"Two, bring me the medicinal herbs. Hurry up!" Ye Fan urged.

Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief when all the herbs were finally in his possession.

This trip to the Wilderness had been close to two months. It had been a truly dangerous and complicated trip, but the rewards were great …

Patting Jiran on the shoulder, Ye Fan said, "Your Kandarian Decree is very beneficial to the Wilderness. I agree with it."

However, there were no real victors in the war. The losers were all losers …

Leaving a thoughtful expression on Jilun's face, Ye Fan's figure flashed, and he had already grabbed the Soup Dumplings from another tent, directly flying towards the south...

After finding a place to land, Ye Fan took out his phone and called Su Qingxue.

While she was still perturbed over the matter, the woman picked up the phone. She heard a familiar gentle voice say, "Husband?"

"Huff …" Ye Fan let out a long sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved, "Xiao Xue, I'm going back quickly. I'll give you a call and tell you that I'm safe."

"You … You finally called! Husband, why haven't you received any news for so long … "I'm so worried …"

Su Qingxue said with a tearful voice. She seemed to be too excited and unable to control herself.

"I will be fine for a while, but mother … "Mother, she …" As Su Qingxue spoke, she felt a bit choked up.

"Mother?" Ye Fan frowned. Realizing that he was talking about Ji Susu, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to her?"