Second sister, don’t talk about me, you and brother Ye Fan were not on the slope at the beginning... wuwuwu!"
Before Xuewei finished speaking, Xueyao covered her mouth with a very different look on her face, "Don't talk nonsense!"
The eldest sister has taken a liking to that Xue Ling..." Xue Ling's face turned slightly red, and his eyebrows knitted together slightly.
"Don't talk nonsense, Xue Ling and I are destined to be together!
"Having said that, Blood Spirit didn't know why, but felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
After a long time, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes and came outside the hospital.
Seeing Xue Ling and others, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Old priest, ladies, you are all here!
"Little friend Xue Ling, I have sent people to spread the news. Within five days, the five billion tribal warriors under my Xue Mo Demon Tribe will gather in the eastern part of the Xue Mo Wasteland."
The old priest's tone was quite respectful.
He knew very well how terrifying the strength of the young man in front of him was. Such a strong person, whether it was an individual or the force behind him, could not be offended by the Xuemo Demon Clan.
"That's good."
Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction.
In five days, five billion people were gathered, which is considered very fast.
Some time ago, it took several days for Shangxue City to assemble four million demonic troops, but the efficiency was far lower than that of the Xuemo Demon Clan.
Not to mention that the Xuemu Wasteland is so big that it would take a lot of time for Ye Fan to run around by himself.
"Little friend Xue Ling, the Great Protector and others have already gone to the eastern part of the Blood Moor Wasteland to discuss cooperation with the tribes of the Skeleton Demon Clan. When we get there, we can..." Before the old priest finished speaking, Ye Fan waved his hand.
"I'm not interested in how you cooperate. I'm only responsible for your alliance. You don't need to report to me on other matters."
Ye Fan looked at the time and said, "Since the matter here is over, I will leave first."
"My little friend is leaving?"
The old priest was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little embarrassed: "We haven't repaid my friend's kindness yet, this... this..." "This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, I was entrusted by others, and it is not me you have to thank for your loyalty.
"
Ye Fan laughed and suddenly looked up and down at the old priest.
"Old man, how long do you have to live?" "Xue Ling, why are you talking to Grandpa Priest?!
"Xue Lin suddenly became angry.
The old priest didn't have much of a temper, he just laughed and said, "It may take a year or two at most, or a few months at the minimum!"
""What?
!”
Before Ye Fan could react, the three demon girls narrating were all shocked.
"Grandpa Priest, you...what's wrong with you?
!”
"Grandpa Priest, what's going on?
Why is your life span so short?"
"Grandpa Priest, why have you never told us about this?"
The three demon girls looked downcast, their eyes were red, as if they would cry in the next second.
The old priest shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I have lived long enough, and my end is almost here, so you don't need to be sad.
Originally, I didn't plan to tell you this so early, especially Blood Spirit. You are the saint of our Bloodmoon Demon Clan and the heir to the position of priest.
In the future, you must protect our Xuemo Demon Clan and don’t cut off our Demon Clan’s bloodline.”
"Grandpa Priest..." Xue Ling clenched his fists, feeling pain in his heart and a deep sense of powerlessness.
She subconsciously wanted to ask Ye Fan for help, but her mind changed.
Birth, old age, illness and death are things that everyone must experience. Even the devil cannot escape from this circle.
However, his strength is stronger, so his lifespan is longer than that of ordinary warriors.
However, Leng Buding knew that the old priest who had raised them since childhood would soon leave them. How could they accept this?
"Why are you so sad?"
Suddenly, Ye Fan let out a haha and took out a jade box from the space stone.
"This is the top spiritual treasure gifted to me by my young master, the immortal grass that our Demonic Dragon Clan will never spread to anyone!
Old priest, if you eat this thing early, it should last for eighteen hundred years, no problem.
But now...it is estimated that the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced, and it will be the limit for you to live for another two to three hundred years.
I am still young and have no interest in this immortal grass. It seems that you are quite unwilling to die. In this case, I will give it to you."
As soon as these words came out, the three demon girls were immediately overjoyed.
"Xue Ling, you are such a good person!"
Xuewei and Xueyao were so excited that they wanted to hug Ye Fan and take a few bites.
Although Xue Ling was also very excited, he could not let go of the saint's airs and just bowed deeply to Mark and thanked him.
Only the old priest had a particularly complicated look on his face. He wanted to pick it up but didn't dare to. He was rubbing his hands in confusion.
"Little friend, do you have any conditions for giving me this treasure..." He secretly glanced at the three adopted granddaughters and hesitated: "They are the future hope of my Bloodmoon Demon Clan, you can't...
..." "What nonsense?
If I had other purposes, why would I need to threaten you with such a trivial matter?
Wouldn't it be better to borrow the entrance to the holy land of your Bloodmoon Demon Clan?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes, "Just tell me whether you want it or not! If you keep complaining, I will take it back and give it to others!"
The old priest's expression changed, and his originally excited mood suddenly became very entangled: If you want to give it, just give it!
Why do you ask the last question if I want to...I...of course I do!
But... how can you say this?!
"Lord Xue Ling, this is a reward given to you by your venerable Demon Dragon Tribe..." "Why should I eat it? I'm still young!
"Ye Fan curled his lips and said, "We should encounter a lot of troubles in the Blood Moor Wasteland in the future. Our young master's experience is very crucial and is directly related to my future destiny.
If you can continue to live, to a large extent, you can make my young master's experience more perfect.
If he can successfully complete the experience, his status in the clan will be stronger in the future.
What I can get cannot be compared to just this immortal grass.
However, once the young master fails, then I am afraid that the only thing I will face is death.
It's all gambling anyway, and I like to play with a greater chance of winning.
Old priest, if I say this, will you feel more at ease?"
Ye Fan had no idea about the old priest's life. The Skeleton Demon Clan had decided to go to war with the Montenegrin Alliance.
Once a fight breaks out, it will never end.
As for the many tribes on the Bloodmoon Demon Clan's side, they must have been confused when they were suddenly mobilized to start a war with the Black Mountain Alliance.
Therefore, Ye Fan needs a spokesperson to let them put aside their doubts and risk their lives with Shangxue City.
Only in this way will the Bloodmoor Wasteland be in chaos, and they can take advantage of the situation to provoke an all-out war on the Demon Land.
After all, Kalami is just a demon kingdom in the dark blood plain, which is not enough to withstand the wrath of the Montenegrin Alliance.
If the entire Bloodmoor Wasteland is involved, other demonic countries can see hope and then deal with the Black Mountain Alliance together.