Fish swimming around the world

In Jiang Fan's opinion, he does look somewhat similar to Zakun in the portrait.

Of course, this guy is just as fertile as Zakun. Now he has fifty-one children, fifty of them all sons, and only one daughter, Princess Crescent Moon.

No one knows whether he is strong or not, or how powerful he is, because his ancestors have left too many guard masters, and it is impossible to fight him personally. If nothing else, no one in Batulu can do well. .

Although Jiang Fan also stood up, he only nodded politely.

The big wolf Lord looked around and showed no special expression to anyone. He just extended one hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Then, he looked at the crowd and said slowly: "Dear royal families and warriors, today we are here for the Fuli Conference to elect the first brave man of the new generation on our grassland to marry my beautiful daughter, the pearl on the grassland. My people You, my warriors, bravery and fighting are our souls. I am happy to see your strength, and I am happy to see the inheritance of the Wolf God. We respect the immortals."

As he spoke, he raised the horn cup first and slowly poured the wine in the cup in front of him.

Others also shouted loudly: "Respect the eternal life——"

It's etiquette to pour the first glass of wine like this. However, Mr. Jiang clearly smelled the smell of wine and burned the knife.

Haha, it’s true that the barbarians like spirits. After all, their burning knives are sold all over the grassland. If they add some poison...

He quickly shook his head and gave up this unrealistic idea. On the one hand, people will naturally check the goods when they receive them. On the other hand, it is impossible for everyone to drink at the same time. That would be useless, and it would trigger a war.

However, his distraction still attracted the attention of the Great Wolf Lord. But he just glanced at it and continued to drink. This glass was dedicated to the totem beast White Wolf.

Then came the third cup, which everyone presented to the leader, the Great Wolf Lord.

After this, the meeting officially begins.

And the Great Wolf Lord finally called out his only daughter.

A woman in white fox fur came out. Veiled.

Even though he was veiled, it still gave Jiang Fan a bright feeling. This woman is so beautiful, her light blue lake-like eyes are enough to kill ninety-nine percent of the women in the world. Taking off the veil may be no worse than Meng Chanjuan.

But the most important thing is the temperament, which is as fresh as the bright moon, as gentle as a flat lake, and exudes an enviable and intoxicating atmosphere all over her body, just like being surrounded by gentle blue waves.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but secretly admire, who would have thought that such a bright and dazzling snow lotus could grow on the wild soil.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but turn his head and look at Montaigne, muttering in his heart: Brother Meng, it would be great if you could really get it.

Unexpectedly, Montaigne's eyes were still as calm as water, and he looked at his nose, nose, and heart. He still didn't look at the woman who lit up the entire tent.

This was a bit strange. Everyone was staring at the new moon in fascination. But there were two guys. One turned around and looked at it without knowing what he was looking at. The other lowered his eyebrows and looked at it as if he hadn't seen it.

The strange appearance made the Crescent Moon Princess look at the pair curiously.

Her watery eyes were startled, as if she didn't expect to see a foreigner here.

Especially the very young and handsome man in white, who seemed to realize that he was looking at them, turned around, winked at himself, and stuck out his tongue, which was very funny.

None of the barbarians noticed that a round-faced maid behind her moved her lips and almost couldn't control her laughter, but she still had a hard time enduring it.

Mr. Jiang noticed his appearance, and couldn't help but be stunned. This maid definitely looked Chinese, but he didn't think much about it. He just thought that this girl's round face and big round eyes were very cute. .

So, he also winked at her quickly.

Unexpectedly, the maid blinked in response.

Jiang Fan's heart suddenly moved...

"My daughter, the pearl on the grassland, only the bravest warrior can be worthy of her." The voice of the Great Wolf Lord sounded, and everyone came back to their senses.

"The Fuli Conference is an opportunity for warriors. The winner will receive supreme glory."

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand to signal Batulu.

The latter took a step forward and said: "The winner will get the golden scimitar that symbolizes the first warrior, and marry the most beautiful princess. The final participants of the conference were six people, namely Du Lun, the eldest prince of the Zuoxian royal family, Huleg, the second prince of the Youxian King, Qi Sha, the adopted son of the Hunxie King, Mo Rigen, the third prince of the Tuling King, Battulu, the legitimate son of the great general Batulu, and..."

He turned his eyes to Jiang Fan and the other two: "A brave general from the Great Qin Empire, Montaigne."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up angrily: "Dear King, your subject Mo Rigen has something to say. Only those with grassland aristocratic blood can participate in the Fuli Conference. Why are there Chinese cowards? We don't agree. !”

Jiang Fan turned around and saw, not surprisingly, the third son of the warlike madman King Tuling, Mo Rigen, the eagle shooter.

"Yes, dirty, sinister, and cowardly Chinese people are not worthy of participating in the Fuli Conference!"

Another standard barbarian accent sounded, but Jiang Fan was surprised that the person who said this was Qi Sha, the so-called adopted son of King Hunxie.

Isn't he from Fengchen? Jiang Fan was a little confused, maybe he shouldn't be.

The next moment, the man raised his hood. Although he had green pupils and a pale face, he clearly had the face of a barbarian.

Jiang Fan frowned, this... is a bit strange...

Before he could think more, someone else echoed: "You're right, only the noble bloodline of the wolf god can participate, the Chinese get out!"

Jiang Fan looked at it and thought, "Houlge." It seems that King Youxian has hidden things very deep. He has probably never even told his own son about his affairs, otherwise he wouldn't be so targeted.

What about Du Lun? He has expressed his opinions, so he can't help but keep silent.

Sure enough, Du Lun also spoke: "Let the cowardly Chinese people see the bravery of our barbarians."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but shook his head secretly, idiot, you should show your hostility at this time...

Batulu frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up!"

The first brave man in the grassland and the most powerful general under the Great Wolf Lord, his intimidating power is extraordinary. Although everyone was dissatisfied, they could only listen to him.

"The people of Qin, in the name of violating the border, require my great wolf god nation to sacrifice their princess for marriage. This is a confrontation between the two countries. If you are not convinced, just defeat them in the conference and let them know the bravery of the barbarian warriors!"

What he said was obviously very hostile, and he was clearly arousing everyone's anger.

"Trespassing?" Mo Rigen sneered disdainfully: "Whenever we don't go to the border a few times, I remember correctly, you Chinese people will only sacrifice your princess to pray for peace. This kind of groveling nation can't Dare to speak nonsense!”

There was a burst of laughter in the tent, and even Batulu had a look of satisfaction on his face.