The high priest seemed to smile gently: "Daughter of Changshengtian, when you grow up... go and let the White Wolf God tell you everything..."

At this moment, the White Wolf God had looked over with his scarlet eyes.

It was still fifty feet away, and since no one dared to look directly into its eyes, it was difficult to tell who it was looking at, but at that moment, Jiang Fan knew that it was looking at him.

Those scarlet eyes were full of endless murderous intent, and they were staring at me!

This was the second time Jiang Fan faced the White Wolf God, but the terrifying murderous intention still gave him goosebumps all over his body.

But the strange thing is that he feels that he is not very scared, and is even a little angry. This time, he clearly feels this anger.

This anger started from his heart and became stronger and stronger. Soon, his whole body began to be filled with a heart-stopping aura.

The Big Big Wolf also seemed to sense Jiang Fan's thoughts, and roared low at the White Wolf God. Unfortunately, maybe because it was still weak, the White Wolf God just glanced at it slightly, and then stared at Jiang Fan again, his eyes fierce.

Just like substance.

Jiang Fan's pupils became as dark as ink again, and the aura all over his body became more and more chilly, but unlike last time, this time his spiritual platform seemed a little clear.

The barbarians in the distance haven't noticed yet, but the people around him have already noticed the problem.

They felt keenly that the regent seemed to be very angry, and was angry at the terrifying beast.

This shocked everyone, but no one dared to take any action.

The white wolf god let out a low roar. Jiang Fan stared into its eyes and felt his anxiety and rage. In those wolf eyes that were like blood moons, he suddenly felt a trace of... fear!

Yes, it’s not wrong, it’s fear. What is it afraid of? Afraid of killing the little fur ball? No...it’s not like...it’s something else...

Jiang Fan couldn't explain it at all. Some mysterious feeling stirred in his soul. It seemed that something was stirring deep in his soul, as if... he was awakening.

In the end, the White Wolf God's eyes became dim, and the terrifying power seemed to be instantly removed from Jiang Fan.

At this moment, the throbbing in the depths of Jiang Fan's soul stopped abruptly, making him extremely angry. What was it? He always felt that it was very, very important to him, but at this critical moment, the White Wolf God actually backed down.

How is this possible? How is this possible?

He suddenly took steps and was about to move forward, but a hand grabbed his arm.

Jiang Fan's eyes were dark, and when he turned around, he looked with a fierce and fierce look.

Yun Fuyao was shocked, but said in a deep voice: "Young Master, no!"

Jiang Fan frowned slightly, but his eyes gradually became clear. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded towards Yun Fuyao.

Only then did the latter let go of him. Jiang Fan was a little confused. What had happened to him? He had reacted abnormally to the hostility of the White Wolf God twice. Where did this anger come from?

However, this is obviously not the time to consider this.

He gathered his thoughts and looked in the direction of the White Wolf God again, and surprisingly found that the high priest's eyes seemed to be looking towards him.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan was in a good position. It was difficult to tell whether the high priest was looking at the six people or something else. Only the great elder glanced in Jiang Fan's direction, but he didn't seem to notice the reason.

"Today's situation is very strange..." the Great Elder whispered to the Great Wolf Lord.

The latter frowned with thick eyebrows: "The White Wolf God and the High Priest appeared at the same time. This has not happened for many years..."

The Great Elder pondered: "The High Priest is not concerned with worldly affairs. The last time he appeared was before the sacrificial ceremony, but he only saw the new moon."

"Do you suspect...that it has something to do with Crescent Moon?"

The great elder stared at the high priest in the distance: "I don't know, in recent years, the high priest's behavior has become more and more weird, and I can't understand it anymore..."

The Great Wolf Lord said: "I have been looking at the new moon, she has not been out during this time..."

The great elder shook his head: "Xinyue has an inexplicable connection with the White Wolf God, so it may not be necessary to go out in person..."

"You still doubt her? She probably doesn't know anything."

The great elder said: "Let's take a look... We are helpless now that the White Wolf God and the high priest are here."

The Great Wolf Lord snorted heavily, but had no choice but to reply. Even he would not be able to question the White Wolf God and the High Priest in full view of the public.

At this moment, the White Wolf God looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, and then saw the high priest and Crescent Princess seeming to be talking about something.

Not long after, a giant black wolf walked up to Montaigne with a golden knife in its mouth, placed the golden knife in front of him, growled twice, and turned away.

The barbarians were in an uproar. The legendary golden sword was actually in the hands of the high priest and was handed over to this Chinese. This is the token of the White Wolf God of War. Why? Could it be that Changshengtian recognized the foreigners and abandoned his own people?

At this time, the old voice of the high priest came: "The barbarians are a proud nation. Everything is the will of Changshengtian. The White Wolf God sent the warning of Changshengtian. Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat. The White Wolf God's

The descendants can lose the battle, but they cannot lose the pride of the barbarians..."

All the barbarians were stunned. Then, the high priest said to Montaigne: "Chinese people, you win, you can get everything you deserve. What the barbarians lose will be taken back on the battlefield."

As soon as these words came out, the barbarians made a roaring sound, full of wild fighting atmosphere.

Yes, this is a lesson Changshengtian is teaching his people. Our people can be defeated, but pride cannot be defeated.

Therefore, all barbarian warriors respond to the gods with a "hooha" sound, which is also their determination to fight.

The Great Wolf Lord's expression changed drastically, and when he was about to speak, the Great Elder stopped him with his hand.

His tone was low: "Lord Wolf... this is not the time."

The Great Wolf Lord also realized that due to his identity and status, he could not object openly. The high priest conveyed the will of the gods and spoke to the barbarian's mind.

Gritting his teeth suddenly: "The golden knife is not in the hands of the high priest, but in the hands of Xinyue... What on earth happened... Do he and she know what this means?"

The great elder sighed: "It means... we have to find a way to appease the king of the Chinese clan..."

The high priest and the White Wolf God left, and gradually disappeared amidst the thunderous roars of the barbarians.

But the arrival of the White Wolf God made the Fuli Conference worthy of its name, and no one doubted Montaigne's victory. Although the words of the high priest aroused stronger fighting spirit among the barbarians, Jiang Fan finally breathed a long sigh of relief...

Already.

Crescent moon, you are really capable...

He felt more and more that his obsession with awakening Dakedun was extremely correct. In his opinion, it was probably Dakedun who changed Xinyue's mind and made her stand on the opposite side of her own people on this matter.

But this does not mean that Xinyue will betray the barbarians, she just followed her heart in this matter.
Chapter completed!