My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Pretend to be less innocent!"

Ye Fan pointed at Frijia's nose and cursed, "Do you think I don't know?

It was not you who manipulated the Dragon's Blood Sacred Tree just now! "

"..." Frigga's eyes flickered, gritting her teeth.

"It's Simon! That old boy, dare not show up grandiosely, and doesn't want to get involved with these evil gods and damage his reputation."

"So, he took away two lackeys by himself and asked you to help him attract attention, right?"

Friega said: "You can really think wildly."

Ye Fan sneered: "You don't admit it, it doesn't matter, you let Simon take advantage of the present, delicious, and have a good time, after all... he hasn't been alive for long."

"Sword God, I thought you would be a good friend of Aslan civilization."

"Unexpectedly...you are such a arrogant person."

Friega looked regretful, "I'll give you a piece of advice, the great world order under the management of the temple can't be overturned by you, the creator of the emperor swordsman."

"Is it?

How about a bet? "

Ye Fan said.

"What are you betting on?"

Friga frowned.

"Just bet, your old friend, Simon and me, who will die first."

Friga took a deep breath, "First of all, although Simon is a friend of mine, he is not a good friend."

"Secondly, he is the top ten arbiter of the temple, and you are just a new creator. Why do you compare with him?"

"If this is the case, then you just bet that Simon is alive, so why bother to talk nonsense with me?"

Ye Fan chuckled.

Frigga seemed to be running out of self-cultivation, and said coldly: "So, what are you gambled on?"

Ye Fan said unceremoniously: "If I win, you will no longer be the **** of beauty."

"what?"

Frigga felt incredible, "What is this bet?"

"I want to give the position of Beauty God to my wife", Ye Fan shook his finger, "You are not worthy."

Friega laughed back with angrily, "Our gods are transformed by the gods of creation, and they have been in charge of the power of creation since birth. How can you replace them with anyone?"

"You don't have to worry about that, when I kill Simon, you will abdicate Lao Tzu!"

Friega was almost fainted, and had never seen such a domineering and unreasonable person! He regards himself as the creator of the world! ?

"Ye Fan, you are not the first emperor swordsman, nor will you be the last. Don't overestimate yourself."

After speaking, Frigga smiled at the tens of thousands of Aslan people, then turned into countless stars and disappeared.

At this time, a little golden light appeared in the sky.

The long night passed.

The people of Aslan supported each other, helped each other, began to heal their wounds, and cleaned the battlefield and their homes.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan directly released a clear wind and flowing clouds, causing all the Aslan warriors to heal quickly.

On the platform of the sacred tree, a group of people stood behind Ye Fan, waiting for the next instructions.

Whether it is Longxie or Singh and others, they have now completely treated Ye Fan as gods.

"Master, let go of the two evil gods, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble."

Ye Qun had recovered seven or eight, and his expression was worried at the moment.

"I don't want to let it go, but strength doesn't allow it."

Ye Fan said, "Although Simon did not show up, he can use the sacred tree to break my sword intent, indicating that the overall strength is still above me."

"He didn't kill him completely shamelessly, showing that he was a little jealous, whether it was for me or something else."

"Now I should be safe to protect myself, but there is still no absolute advantage, and there is no need to rush for a while."

Ye Qun nodded, "It turns out that this is the reason. The old slave didn't think about it properly, so I really can't be impatient."

Ye Fan's eyes were deep, recalling the first time he encountered the golden mask Simon in the Chaos River.

That guy showed strong space and time control at the time.

Looking at the manipulation of the sacred tree this time, it shows that his ability is very comprehensive.

Also, the guy who can enter the top ten of the academy's history and the top ten of the temple will certainly not have any obvious weaknesses.

To defeat an enemy of that level, there is no trick, you must head-to-head! The hateful thing is that this guy is often unwilling to come to light, and likes to play yin! "Bynes," Ye Fan yelled.

"exist!"

Bynes stepped forward.

"In Aslan, how many tribes are there now recalling their own strong men?"

Bynes said: "As far as I know, in addition to the Spruce Tribe, the Five Nations Alliance, there are more than a dozen tribes, which account for about half of the Aslan civilization."

"Half...too little."

Ye Fan said: "The news spread out that the Spruce Tribe maliciously destroyed the Dragon's Blood Tree, and Simon attacked Dumuci, the **** of nature."

"According to what I said before, there are four days left. The Dragon Blood Tree Tribe will eliminate the Spruce Tribe and avenge the God of Nature!"

"Furthermore, from now on, any tribe that dares to recognize Simon as the patron saint is the enemy of my sword god..." Everyone's expressions changed drastically when these words came out.

"Master Sword God, you...are you trying to do it right with the entire Aslan civilization!?"

Nolan asked.

"Haha, interesting, I like it", Belfinger laughed.

"What's the point?

Saimon is unpredictable, only our tribe knows it personally, and other tribes admire it so much! "

Yao Guang frowned and said, "If you forcefully do this, it will only cause a lot of resistance. Will it all be killed by then?

! "

"Yes!"

Ye Fan said coldly: "It's all killed!"

Everyone was stunned and could not speak.

"Master Sword God... Wouldn't it be too cruel to do this?"

Singer said boldly.

Ye Fan asked in return: "Even if I don't kill, you Aslan kills your own people, is it still rare?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

"As far as I know, your major tribes seldom don't fight. Just the main god, there were only two before, and there is no end to fighting."

"I've only been here for a few days this time. You know the most about the faces of the Spruce Tribe and the Five Races Alliance."

"Semon, the patron saint, is really protecting you?

Or to guard his own hometown? "

Ye Fan said: "If you want to continue to serve Simon and Friga, I will follow you."

"But if you want to follow me, don't care how many people I kill!"

"I'm not interested in being your guardian."

"What I want to be... is the conqueror of Aslan! If necessary, it can even be the tyrant of Aslan!"

Everyone was shaking after hearing the last two words! They could hear that Ye Fan didn't have any jokes! Ye Qun's eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded in relief.

"If you want long-term peace, you need bloodshed and sacrifice... Your Sword God has a foresight, I am willing to follow it to the death", Bynes directly bowed his head.

Everyone was silent for a while, and they all lowered their heads.

Yes, they are all about to be wiped out. Apart from "rebellion", what else is there to choose?

If it were to unify the tribes of Aslan, that would be considered a great act of kindness! "Aslan civilization, it's been a long time since an empire has appeared."

"Emperor-level swordsman, it's all right to unify Aslan," Singh laughed.

Ye Fan looked into the distance, "Don't think of me too great, no matter how nicely you put it, I am also an executioner."

"If there is anyone who can solve all these contradictions without bleeding, I can't ask for it."

"What I did was nothing more than a clear conscience."

Everyone shook their heads, there is no such good thing in the world.

When everyone was gone, each was busy, leaving only Ye Fan and Ye Qun master and servant.

"Master, you are already the creator, now you can finally go home and have a look," Ye Qun said with a smile.

One of the great benefits of being a creator is that it is no longer a trouble to travel through the world.