Jiang Fan was really depressed. He would not have uncovered the saint's veil if he had known it. He was helpless and angry. He couldn't really kill people. It was inappropriate to use force. What should he do now? I didn't know what to do for a while.
"As long as my father arrives, you can ask my father then, and he will also go to see the female barbarian clan leader. Everything is not clear yet!" Seeing Jiang Fan's silence, the saint hurriedly suggested.
"I promise that what I just said is all true. If you find out that even one sentence is false in the future, I will die in front of you!" Then the saint swore again.
Alas, this is the only way things can develop to this point. Jiang Fan sighed secretly, thought for a while and asked: "I want to make a decision with the mysterious woman, what should I say?"
"The situation of the mysterious woman is really not what you think, she...!" The saint frowned and explained.
"Don't tell me this, I'm just asking you if you agree to let me go!" Jiang Fan interrupted immediately.
"Okay, I agreed, but if I agree, it won't work. It depends on what she wants. If she is willing to go with you, I have nothing to say, but if she doesn't want to go with you, don't force it!" The saint said briefly.
He muttered.
"Don't want to come with me? Didn't you use some tricks on her?" Jiang Fan thought for a moment and questioned.
"Haha, let me put it aside. If I do anything to her or use any means, I will let you do it. Then anyway, you are so capable that you can kill me!" the saint said with some humor and ridicule.
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"Yeah, that's fine!" Jiang Fan was stunned, looked at the saint and saw her confident look and had to agree.
"Don't just stand, sit down!" the saint said with a smile, and then she felt relieved and finally stabilized this guy.
"Why are you dragging me along?" Jiang Fan said displeased.
"I'll pour you tea!" The saint realized that she was still holding Jiang Fan's sleeve tightly, and she hurriedly let go with some shame.
The saint poured Jiang Fan a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table. She thought for a while and said softly: "Originally, you didn't know the situation and misunderstood me. You just said something when you have something to say, but you humiliated me and bullied me like that. How can I say this?" She began to prepare for the settlement of accounts after the fall.
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"Did I misunderstand you? Huh!" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips in disdain and said nothing. He picked up the tea cup and drank tea. His mind was racing and he couldn't help but feel a little less confident.
The saint said it so confidently and even swore it. Could it be that she was really wrong? But the mysterious beauty looks so much like Yin Yalan, so what can I say? I have to ask Old Man Meng about this matter in person, and I have to ask the mysterious girl directly.
Only beautiful women are good.
"Hey, talk, why are you irresponsible when you make vague assumptions and slander and bully others at will? You also used violence against women. My arm was almost broken by you. You are too barbaric! This is not what a man should do.
"Are you sorry?" the saint asked.
"Hey, some people, relying on their own strength, are as weak as they want, and they talk about benevolence, justice, and morality. They are really hypocritical. Weak women like me are in bad luck!" Then the saint lamented pitifully.
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"Why are you saying weird things? If I really misunderstand you, I'll give you an explanation!" Jiang Fan couldn't stand listening anymore and responded with a frown.
"This is what you said, keep your word!" the saint said with joy in her heart.
"That's what I said, and my words always mean what I say!" Jiang Fan hesitated and said. If there was a misunderstanding, then the Saintess was indeed a little too much.
"Well, I'll have to ask for the conditions when the time comes!" the saint demanded further.
"Hey, you've pushed yourself too far!" Jiang Fan said displeasedly. Although he had some doubts about wrongly blaming the saint, he was already wary. Even if he was really wrongly blamed, he felt that he shouldn't be as concerned as before.
, because at least some things are still hidden from him.
"Are you trying to push yourself too far? I've said it before. If I really want to do as you said, I'll do whatever you want. Are you going to run away now? This is so unfair!" the saint retorted.
"Don't worry, I won't be as ruthless, cruel and barbaric as you, and my demands won't be too excessive!" Then the saint complained with comfort and blame.
"If I really make a mistake, I will compensate you at that time. As for your condition, I'm not exempt from it!" Jiang Fan thought for a while and said cautiously.
The saint was a little depressed, but she also knew that Jiang Fan said that the compensation should not be too bad, so she reluctantly nodded in agreement. Suddenly, the Talisman Ball moved, and she quickly took it out to check. She was stunned for a moment and then said with joy: "Father is almost here, great!"
Damn, it’s so fast! Jiang Fan was a little surprised and couldn’t help but ask: “Didn’t you say it didn’t arrive until noon?”
"Father must have known that my place and his mansion were being bloodbathed by the female barbarian leader, so he used his talisman eagle beast. Well, now the talisman eagle beast will be enough!" The saint immediately became a little sad and entangled and sighed.
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"Oh, your father also has the magical beast Talisman? Why haven't you heard of it before? Why has it been sleeping for many years? What's going on?" Jiang Fan asked in surprise.
"A year ago, a foreigner came to the Monk tribe to cause trouble. My father took action to defeat him. The foreigner released the talisman eagle and escaped. My father caught up and killed the talisman. The talisman was also seriously injured. My father couldn't bear to kill him.
Adopted!" the saint explained.
"But the talismanic beast was seriously injured, and it began to refuse treatment. It was delayed for a long time, and the injuries got worse. My father took good care of it and reformed it, so he accepted me as its new master. So far, its injuries are only half healed!" the saintess said again!
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Jiang Fan felt relieved and wanted to know more about it when he came, so he drank tea and waited. The saint also sat down to drink tea. She glanced at Jiang Fan from time to time, not knowing what she was thinking. The room was very quiet.
Half an hour passed, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside. Before reaching the open door, I heard Meng Bumie's voice ordering: "You don't have to follow me in. Please retreat thirty meters away from the tent. Don't come close. I'll call you if anything happens."
you!"
A group of people immediately agreed, and then the curtain of the tent was opened and Meng Bumie walked in. The saint immediately threw herself into Meng Bumie's arms and cried bitterly. Meng Bumie's expression was solemn, and his eyes were even more angry, but he didn't say anything.
, just patted the saint's shoulder and let her vent.
"Nalan, our tribe is in trouble right now. It is a test for us. We must stay calm and never lose our position and cause panic among our tribe!" Meng Buchucai was born a few minutes later and warned him with consolation.
"Well, my daughter knows, but she is just really sad for those tribesmen who were killed. I am not timid in front of other tribesmen!" the saint said as she stood up and wiped her tears.
"That's good, good job, little brother. I really have to thank you this time. Nalan would have been hard-pressed without your company!" Meng Bumie praised and walked towards Jiang Fan to express his gratitude.
"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence!" Jiang Fan smiled politely.
After a few polite words, the three of them took their seats, and the saint told Meng Bumie about Jiang Fan's plan to drive away tigers and devour wolves. After hearing this, Meng Bumie smiled happily and said, "I was indeed right, little brother. His methods are brilliant. Just
Let the three major forces contend with the female barbarian chief!"
"Brother, I have a question that I don't understand, and I would like to ask you for advice. I hope you can tell me!" Meng Bumie suddenly said after thinking about it.
Damn it, before I asked him, he asked about himself. Jiang Fan was a little depressed, but without thinking much he said politely: "Whatever question you have, as long as I know it, I will tell you!"
"How did I know my wife Yin Yalan's appearance?" Meng Bumie asked, staring at Jiang Fan.
"In your mansion, I went back to Meng Ren's residence, but I made a mistake and entered the small courtyard opposite and saw the portrait!" Jiang Fan was stunned, looked at the saint and replied truthfully.