My Cold and Beautiful Wife

2209

However, Ye Fan was very clear that even if the mask was the same, that person was definitely not an ugly man!

It was not because he felt that the ugly man would definitely die, but because with Ye Fan's current perceptive ability, he could clearly judge a lot of information.

What was going on? Where did all these masked men come from?

Ye Fan's brows were tightly knitted. Although he wanted to immediately get to the bottom of this, after thinking for a while, he realized that today was a "good show" as Jilun had said, so he decided to temporarily wait and see.

However, his appearance, whether it was the Sword God or the original body, did not seem suitable to appear at this time.

If the masked man recognized him and was on guard, then things wouldn't be so good.

"Brother, the Borjin Family has sent you the medicinal herbs that you requested."

Gillian, in a bearskin coat, came out from the back and looked at the Borjin cavalry with a half-smile.

Ye Fan looked at the look of excitement in Jiran's eyes and couldn't help to have a few thoughts in his mind.

"I'll hide myself for today's grand meeting, otherwise, as an outsider and a member of the Divine Dragon clan, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to suddenly appear," said Ye Fan.

Gillian was surprised: "Do you want to change your appearance?" Haha, how did you do that? "

"Secret." Ye Fan didn't waste any more time on words. His face changed into the face of an unremarkable stranger, and then he quietly walked away.

Gillian was surprised and envious. However, she didn't ask about it. After all, he had something important to do.

Not long after, the Borjin Cavalry were stationed at the eastern camp.

From the color of their skin, the Borjin were more partial to the white race, and even if they were exposed to the sun all year round, they would not appear too dark.

A tall and sturdy man with long brown hair and a sparse beard, who was one head taller than Jiran, and a few generals came to the front of the tent.

"Head of the Borjin clan, Chakhan, greets His Highness Bouchakhar.

"His Highness left for a long time this time, we were really worried about him." Cha Gan said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, there wasn't even the slightest hint of respect in his eyes.

Behind him, including Ye Fan who had seen A Guda before, a few of the high-ranking officers also had an untamed look on their faces.

"Cha Gan, I heard that you sent someone to the Kara Divine Land when I was not around.

You want the High Priest to fight a barbarian battle and select a new Barbarian King, do you have that little confidence in me? "

"Your Highness is too serious. I just believe that the Wilderness must have a king every day.

"Your Highness, as a Barbarian King, it's best if you don't go missing. Otherwise, if the tribes start fighting, it's easy to harm the commoners." Cha Gan grinned and said.

"Really …" "But how come I hear that the other tribes have nothing to do with it, and that you Borjin have the most trouble?" Gillian narrowed her eyes.

Cha Gan's face turned cold, "Your Highness, who did you hear it from? This is slander, I want to duel him... "

"Haha …" "Don't be so nervous. Come, let's take a seat and have a drink."

Cha Gan and a few of his underlings walked towards the prepared venue.

"Big brother, what does the Barbarian King mean by this? You're holding a tribal meeting as soon as you're back, and you're causing such a ruckus right in front of your own face? " Aguda frowned.

Cha Gan turned his head and looked at Jiran with a gaze that was as sharp as knives. They're using us as fish! "

"Fishing?"

"The Barbarian King …" "He intentionally left on purpose in order to catch us." The masked man laughed in a low voice.

Aguda's face paled. "What!? This … This fellow is deliberately going missing!? "

"General Aguda, no need to panic. The Barbarian King thought that he was intelligent, but he overlooked something … "Right now, he is already the weaker party," the masked man said leisurely.

Cha Gan smiled evilly, "Sect Leader's foresight is like a god. This Bocha Howl, today is the day he will die..."

Even though the three of them were conversing, with their cultivation level, no one would be able to hear what they were saying.

Not long after, more clan leaders arrived one after another with their men.

From the west side of the prairie, one of the two great tribes, the Arguana race, had also arrived at the royal tent under the leadership of Mantua Lato, the chief of the tribe.

Although Jiran was originally from the Arguina tribe, he had to remain neutral between the tribes when he became a Barbarian Queen. This was why the Barbarian Kings had to make oaths to the God of Berserkers.

He had been removed from the Arguinas long after Gillen had acquired the King of Buchahar.

But even so, the people of the Argus Family were naturally more amiable towards the Barbarian King.

As an uncle who watched Jiran grow up, Mandala had helped the previous Barbarian King and was on good terms with him.

"Long time no see!" Uncle Mandorallo, how have you been? " Gillen went up and gave a bear hug to Mantureau.

Munduro Latour's eyes brimmed with tears, "Lord Bouchahar! You're finally back! It makes us so worried! "

"Haha …" "Let uncle worry. Hurry and take a seat," Gillen said.

Aside from the leaders of the two tribes, the other middle-sized and small tribes naturally didn't need Jilun to personally welcome them.

Because the wasteland was vast, there were many tribes that did not make it in time to participate in the tribal assembly.

However, as long as the Barbarian King and the leaders of the two tribes were present, the Tribal Assembly would be held.

"Everyone, because of some matters, I have left the prairie for a few months, which has worried many people."

This King here respects everyone by first doing something, so I apologize to everyone here... " Gillian sat on the throne, raised her wine bowl, and drained it in one gulp.

The group of tribal leaders and generals seated around the table also drank their wine.

After Jiran finished his wine, he continued, "Everyone must be very curious. Why did I leave for so long?

The reason why the tribe gathering is being held today is so that I can explain everything to you all. The reason behind all of this … "

As he spoke, he clapped three times.

Several guards of the tent immediately escorted the three men and one woman with black cloth covering their heads to the middle of the open space.

He lifted the black cloth to reveal three nervous faces. The three men and women lowered their heads, not daring to look at anyone.

Judging from the torture marks on their bodies and the embarrassed looks on their faces, they must have been interrogated and even crippled.

On the Borjin side, Cha Gan and the rest all had cold expressions on their faces as they looked at the smiling man beside them.

"Your Highness, who are you?"

"Tell me where you came from," he said, "and for whom."

The three men and women were silent as if they didn't understand at all.

"Don't you want to say it?" "Chagan, Aguda, do you know these three?"

Cha Gan said with an expressionless face, "Your Highness, what do you mean by this? Do you mean that we should know each other?"

Jiran didn't answer her directly. Instead, he shouted, "Fierce fire! Endless!"

The moment those words came out, the entire audience burst into an uproar!