The revelry lasted for three days and three nights, and the whole steppe was filled with the excitement of the arrival of the new leader. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoPeople are singing, dancing, and venting their excess energy to their heart's content.

Spirits, delicacies, endless bounties that fill the savannah.

There were no Zerg, and there were no enemies, when all the defenses of the steppe were taken over by their former enemies, the Zerg, during these three days.

Everyone had to believe that this was a miracle, a miracle brought by the new Great Leader, who not only tamed the peak Zerg, but also mastered its entire army!

The new Boss Throne has also been confirmed, and the pinnacle leader of the Ten Stripes, although not of high rank, is a living giant worm!

At first, people were frightened, after all, the horror of the Zerg has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. But looking at Fan, who was standing on top of the giant insect's head, he took the crown handed from his bare hands with both hands, and the giant insect prostrated to show his loyalty, and finally a curious and innocent child couldn't help but touch it.

With the first time, there will naturally be more times.

So countless people surrounded the giant insect and touched this terrifying war beast with their own hands, and under Fan's order, Borahel was as tame as a sheep, motionless and allowed the crowd to touch.

When this scene violently impacted everyone's cognition, even the most cautious veterans couldn't help but put down their weapons and join in the carnival of the tribe to their heart's content. Any doubts and uneasiness they had about the new leader had vanished from the near-miracle of all things.

The successive hangovers brought Van to a virtual standstill, and he couldn't bear to refuse the spirits offered by the enthusiastic tribesmen, just as once there was a second time, and more and more people flocked to salute and observe the "strange" leader who had performed miracles up close.

Even more enthusiastic are the girls in the tribe, especially when At, who has drunk too much, said that Van has no lover yet, and the girls of the tribe are crazy like a fried pot.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about Fan's appearance, although he has never cared about this, but there is such a thing as appearance, sometimes he doesn't care whether he cares or not. The enthusiastic maidens almost made Fanwei feel overwhelmed, and he had to take the wine glasses one by one, otherwise he would be complained by others.

And he finally felt the enthusiasm and wildness of the tribesmen.

The most indispensable thing for the steppe people is spirits, which is a good medicine when injured, a concoction when indulging, grassland spirits are not a precious thing, and the wine made from animal emulsion is not delicious, but it is better than the strength, and the amount is sufficient, and the bold tribesmen have always poured the spirits with a large bowl one bite at a time.

Van didn't know how much he drank, he couldn't remember what he said, and he didn't remember what he did, but vaguely as if his lips had touched the other half? But who cares! It must be all an illusion!

In the past three days, his life has been drinking, sleeping, drinking, and around his evolved body, he can't help but be so crazy and devastated.

But fortunately, there are many people who can't stand the brilliance, when Chi, who has the title of wine barrel, was defeated one-on-one by Yu Fan under the coaxing of everyone, and everyone's eyes looked at him changed, you must know that before fighting with Chi, he didn't know how much he drank.

It was also after this battle that no one dared to fight with Fan again, and even the eyes that looked at him were faintly hairy.

Chi's alcohol consumption is so terrifying, he has the reputation of the first person in the grassland, and even he is defeated, who dares to find Fan's "trouble"?

So when the carnival went on to the evening of the third day, Van lay lonely on Bolahel's head, looking at the crowd of people who were carnivaling a little lonely, everyone was deliberately avoiding him, after all, no one wanted to drink with a person you can never drink, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly, "It turns out that this is the feeling of peak loneliness." ”

As if to meet his sigh, Bolahel under him lay on the ground with limp limbs, burping with a roar, and couldn't stand up.

This was the first time it had drunk human spirits, but it didn't seem to be very good for the Zerg, but a few bear children brought in several large barrels and got it drunk.

"Lonely, lonely." Yu Yu spat out the wine, Fan put his hands behind his head, half-squinting in the slow setting of the sunset.

Tomorrow will come soon, and the carnival will eventually come to an end, and his fate, his future, will soon open a new chapter, a completely different chapter from the previous one.

"Hey, don't you think your head has changed?" On top of the huge arthropods of Borahra, Mandala and Art sat on two.

"It's changed, he couldn't drink me before." The mandala looked drunk, hugging the thick knuckles beside her as if holding her lover, and she was completely unconscious when she was drunk.

Art grinned, because of his injuries, he was lucky to drink a little less than the others.

Looking up at the drowsy Van in the setting sun, Art poured a large sip of wine, "It's really changed, you love to laugh more than before, boss." ”

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The next day, after the carnival ended, the grassland finally returned to normal order, the Zerg guards were replaced by soldiers, and the warriors of the various departments also regained their spirits.

At this time, the minaret throne, the leaders of the five major tribes, and the atmandala were sitting in the council chamber waiting for the arrival of Brahma.

Compared with the usual time when Luo was the big leader, the atmosphere in the current council hall is a little strange.

Prostrate on the ground, Borahra waited silently for his master, his blood-red eyes glancing at the chiefs of the tribes sitting on their thrones, the dead insects of his kind.

Even if he has accepted the existence of the giant worm, but when Van is not there, the leaders of the various departments will inevitably have some hairiness in their hearts, especially Chi, who is a person who has personally experienced the strength of Bolahel, so when his eyes and the blood-red pupils of the giant worm inadvertently look at each other, he can't help but make his eyelids jump.

Without the effects of alcohol, the real world is still full of dangers.

"I said Uncle Chi, are you afraid?" Seeing Chi's gesture, Mandala couldn't help but chuckle and chuckle.

Sitting precariously, the old man coughed with a red face, but fortunately, he had to have red hair, so it was not very obvious, "What do you little girl know!" I call it prevention before it happens! ”

"Really? I don't think so, huh? Hey? Are you blushing? ”

"Stinky girl! As soon as the big boss left, you wanted to turn the sky upside down, didn't you? Don't think that with your relationship with the new leader, you can do whatever you want! ”

"What big leader just left, I just know that our current big leader is still resting." Mandala said in a long voice, "The current great leader is called Fan, not Luo. ”

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to meet you juniors." Chi couldn't help but pinch his head, but when he turned his face, he saw Art on the other side snickering, and he immediately became angry.

"You stinky boy has lied to us for so long, it turns out that you and Ben have always pretended to be calm, I said why every time you walk with this girl, you are nervous, and that is the real you!"

After three days of carnival, the real Art was vividly displayed in front of everyone's eyes, and it was then that they suddenly woke up to the fact that not only was his name disguised, but even his personality.

"Uncle Chi, don't blame me, the old leader probably knew about me early on, since he didn't break it, then I'm embarrassed to say anything."

"But you kid is too much, can't you tell me the truth?" The moment on the side couldn't sit still, he thought that he had the best relationship with Art.

Before Arter could answer, Sartre on the other side couldn't help it first, "You can't control your mouth, Art, this kid told you the day before, and the next day it is estimated that the entire tribe will know." ”

"Okay, you dead dwarf, it's reliable to tell you, isn't it?"

"It's a shame that we strongly recommended this kid to be the new big leader before, but I didn't expect him to lie to us all the time." Chi Qi snorted.

"But I seem to have heard that Uncle Chi, you were very opposed to the current Grand Leader before?"

The mandala looks like it's not a big deal to see the excitement.

"Fan, this kid ......" Chi Gang wanted to belittle Fan, so as to defend himself.

At this moment, Bolahel, who had been silent, suddenly shook his body, and it was this simple shake that made the ground shake.

Chi, who was about to speak, immediately closed his mouth, and his movements stiffened in mid-air, but after a moment, the giant insect fell down softly, as if it was really just its casual action just now.

It's just that there is a hint of almost human cunning and ridicule in its flickering eyes.

Mandala couldn't help but giggle again, "I said Uncle Chi, you can't beat the leader's subordinates, and you can't drink him, I really don't know what kind of heart you had against him being the big leader before." ”

Mandala's words made Baltu and Lance, who had been silent on the side, laugh, and they still clearly remembered that Chi, who had always been known for his wine barrels during the carnival yesterday, took the initiative to provoke Fan, and fell into the wine barrel without waking up.

And as the person concerned, Chi is even more red-faced and red-eared, and this time even his red complexion can't save him.

"Huh? Everybody's there. With a gentle pace, the belated Fan finally came to the council chamber, and he just happened to give Chi a step down.

Looking at the sun hanging high above his head, he smiled embarrassedly, and the three days of hangover made him feel late.

"What seems to have happened here?" As he walked through the council chamber, he heard laughter.

"No, no." Chi Lian waved his hand again and again, "It's not too early, big chief, we have to rush back to the tribe early after the report." ”

The second monk was confused, and Fan had to sit down.

Wine can promote the emotions between people, this sentence is indeed true, the three-day carnival greatly narrowed the relationship between Brahma and the people, especially after drinking the red again, the people have a great opinion of him.

The previous unhappiness had long since vanished, but then again, if Brahma was red, his first thought would have been to refuse to sit on the leadership of a man of unknown origin.

Sitting on the back of the giant insect, Bolahel was exceptionally quiet at this time, it had been completely domesticated by the Brahman, and under the power of the origin of the legend, it could only surrender.

In fact, this council has no content, but as usual, the audience of the new leader after his accession to the throne, the main leaders of the various ministries have been in contact with all of them in the carnival, and there has been no insect tide on the frontier recently, so this council seems to have no substance.

So when the routine business report was over, the crowd fell into a strange silence.

"There's one thing I want to tell you." Van said suddenly.

Everyone couldn't help but concentrate.

"I'm going to leave the tribe for a while."

"Huh? This is not in order, chief, you have just succeeded to the throne......" said old Baltu slowly.

"It doesn't matter, I'm going to the White Sanctuary and I'll be back soon."

"The White-Clad Sanctuary?" Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, "What are you going to do there?" ”

"My father is gone, and I should have let my mother know anyway." Fan said lightly.

"Oh...... What the?! Everyone nodded at first, and then suddenly woke up!

"The White-Cloaked Sanctuary? Your mother? What do you mean......"

"Forget, you don't know about this yet, the founder of the White-Cloaked Templar, who is now the Oracle Lyn, is actually my mother, my father's wife." Fan said very calmly, but he didn't know the impact of this news on everyone.

"This, this, this, and this ......"

Everyone didn't know what to say, the two major organizations that were separated from the jurisdiction of the Peak Council today, one was established by Fan's father, and the other was his mother, so his identity was too terrifying!

It's no wonder that he can reach the top of the list at such a young age!

But when Luo was the big leader, although the Distant Ancestor Tribe and the White-clothed Sanctuary were not hostile, they had no intersection, what was going on?

Naturally, his family affairs would not be explained to others, so in the face of everyone's questions, he did not explain.

"I'll be away for about half a month, and when I come back, I hope you've got some elite troops."

"Prepare troops? Where are you going to attack? I couldn't help but use the honorific title.

"Angel of Death." Sanskrit said word by word.

Everyone immediately looked at each other, some frowning, some pondering.

Naturally, Brahma understood what they were thinking, and this line of work must be full of dangers, and they didn't know how many lives they would have to pay just to walk through the wilderness.

"Don't worry, I'll let Borahel send his men to cover us through the wilderness, and you don't have to worry about Zerg attacking us, if they dare, I'll make them the second Borahel." Fan's tone was light, but the faint domineering was already revealed.

"In that case, it seems that on our route, we must first pass through the Yama ......" The calm Lance was already thinking about the possibility of a plan to march.

After all, this matter had been planned for many years when Luo was still the big leader, but the cost of crossing the wilderness was too great, and the emerging distant ancestor tribe was not yet able to bear it.

"Then go through Yama, it just so happens that some things from the back of the year have also been cleared up by the way." When Yama was mentioned, there was murderous aura in Fan's eyes, and there was no feeling in his tone that he put the opponent in his eyes.

He doesn't need to do that now, he's not what he used to be.

"Then there's one last item, if someone from the Summit Council intervenes......," Baltu said slowly.

"Don't worry, I'll keep them coming and going." Fan snorted lightly, and he was extremely fierce about the hatred of the Peak Council.

Since Fandu said this, everyone has nothing to say, but somehow, they are still worried, the two organizations are okay, even if they have a hidden peak powerhouse, it is naturally impossible to compare with the distant ancestor tribe, but if they really raise troops to attack, they will definitely encounter a strong man from the peak council.

And although Fan's strength is obvious to all, the opponent is the Peak Council after all, and in Luo's absence, they will inevitably have doubts.

"I know what you're worried about, don't forget that we don't just have the warriors of the tribe, it's it." Van patted Borahel under him, "A huge number of insects. ”

"I'll take it with me when I go to the White Sanctuary this time, and if we're lucky, maybe we'll have a few more troops."

Only then did everyone react, if Fan could really control the Zerg, a pinnacle giant insect like Bolahir, with the first one, would naturally have a second and third.

Suddenly, they finally understood why Luo would be so relieved to put the tribe in the hands of Fan, his strength was important, but more important was his terrifying ability.

If he can control the Zerg, and with the strength of the human race, who else can stop him on this barren land?

"When the time comes, whoever can lead the army to defeat Yama first, I will promise to give him half of the Yama territory first, and then the rest will continue to be distributed. I know you're not keen on power, but think of your people, and you can make their lives better. ”

This sentence of Fan, let everyone immediately fall into contemplation, indeed, they are indeed not keen on power, but they hope that the tribesmen can live a better life, the grassland is indeed fertile, but in fact, the nomadic life is too wandering, they yearn for stability, this is also the desire of all tribesmen.

So finally, they looked at each other and made a decision together.

"Half a month, you only have half a month."

After receiving the order, the five leaders immediately left the council chamber, and since the Van had promised, they all wanted to be the first person.

"Chief, what about us?" After the others left, Art asked.

"You guys? You should recharge your strength, and after defeating Yama, the Angel of Death will be your main event. The corners of his mouth hooked, Fan smiled faintly, in his worldview, Yama was already in the bag.

Art looked at Fan's back blankly, recalling his domineering words, even when Luo was the big leader, he had never been so confident in taking down an organization as he was, as casual as picking up things.

It was precisely because he was Brahma that Art knew that he was never without purpose, so he was even more shocked!

How strong does this have to be to ignore the Summit Council?

Could it be that after taking Bolahel, Van became stronger again?

And just as he was contemplating and thinking, suddenly there was a mandala screaming, "Brahma! You bastard! You wait for me, I want you to look good sooner or later!!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Art hurried forward.

"It's none of your business! Get out of the way for the old lady! ”

Mandala snorted angrily and pushed Art away, turned and left.

"Boss? What's going on? "When Art saw Mandala's anger, it didn't seem like a fake.

Fan rubbed the corners of his forehead helplessly, "She asked me if what I said to her that day still counts." I said I don't remember, and then she was like that. ”

"Huh? What the hell did you promise her? ”

"I really don't remember, I drank so much that day." Van smiled bitterly.

"Bastard! You'd better not remember! ”

The shrill roar of the mandala is still faintly on the side.

And Art suddenly glanced at Fan mysteriously, and his clear appearance deliberately lengthened his voice.

"Boss, there's nothing I can do about it."

"What?" Brahman was puzzled.

"You know it in your own heart." (To be continued.) )