"Yes, fourteen years ago, this prince got a princess from the Kingdom of Wei. The smell, hahaha, was like a newborn lamb. It died after just one night. It's so weak. A woman like this is from the south. , no wonder every one of them is born with a pretty face, hahaha..."
Mo Rigen said with a lewd smile.
Anger welled up in Jiang Fan's heart, and he knew about this. The princess of the Wei Kingdom was named Cao Sisi. She was not the heir of the King of Wei, but was canonized and sent to the Jin Kingdom for marriage.
But I didn't expect an accident. At that time, King Youxian's troops invaded the border. Cao Sisi's father, General Cao Zhang, led his army to the border. Unexpectedly, Princess Sisi, who had just been canonized, did not want to marry and ran to the border to find her father.
No one expected that when they met the barbarian, all the thirty-three people accompanying them were killed, and the four maids and Princess Sisi were robbed at the same time. I heard that it was presented to a distinguished barbarian guest.
Later, Princess Sisi and her three maids, who were sixteen years old and in their prime, were tortured to death. In order to attack Cao Zhang, the barbarians put their naked bodies on spears and ran roaring under the city.
This incident caused a sensation, and the King of Wei was furious. He sent a large army to reinforce Cao Zhang and repelled the barbarian attack. However, he ultimately rejected Cao Zhang's request and did not send troops to break into the grassland.
It was precisely because of this incident that the young Princess Changying, who regarded Cao Sisi as her sister, completely abandoned her daughter's habits and plunged into the art of war and martial arts.
At that time, Jiang Fan and the old guy were taming the Gray Wolf at Silver Moon Peak in Cangshan Mountain. When they heard about it, they became furious and the two of them immediately rushed into the grassland. The old guy killed the three thousand cavalrymen of that tribe with poisonous fire, but they didn't know that it turned out that The real culprit was Prince Morigen of the Soul-Slaying King, who was only fifteen years old at the time.
No wonder I haven't found out who it is, and it's hard to imagine that it's actually someone from the Soul-Slaying King's tribe far away in the northwest of the grassland. He is the so-called distinguished guest. The Hunxie King's people obviously gave the princess to Mo Rigen as a treat. .
It's you - Jiang Fan's heart burned with anger. To this day, he still retains the picture of his children's death that Cao Zhang's military advisor and mad scholar Fang Zi Xiaomu drew with blood and tears. Whenever he thinks of those eyes that are still filled with fear and despair after death. , he couldn't restrain the monstrous murderous intention in his heart.
This is what he wants!
Morigen, you are dead just like me!
I said! God can't save you!
Mo Rigen didn't know that he was already on Jiang Fan's must-kill list, and that for the first time so far, Jiang Fan was extremely determined to kill someone no matter what. Wuzi laughed there and said some dirty words.
"Weak..." Montaigne finally raised his eyes this time and looked at Mo Rigen: "If you weren't weak, how dare you sign a life and death certificate!"
He seemed to understand that it was not convenient for Jiang Fan to say the words to kill him at this moment, but he was different.
But when he said this, Jiang Fan only knew that the duel plan might be disrupted.
But Jiang Fan had no intention of stopping him at all.
Mo Rigen's voice suddenly stopped, his eyes were like eagles, staring at Montaigne: "You want to fight me to the death?"
Montaigne's flat eyes were filled with a hint of mockery: "Don't you dare?"
"Chinese! I..."
He was about to speak, but was interrupted by King You Xian: "Why should young people hurt their harmony when they are fighting over each other?"
This move was just a show of goodwill to Jiang Fan because of cooperation, but he didn't understand that what he saw was a dispute between young people's spirits, but in the eyes of Jiang Fan and Montaigne, it was a deadly feud that could only be washed away with blood. It doesn't matter whether it's Wei or Wei.
Therefore, Montaigne had no intention of letting this person go. He just stared at Mo Rigen: "What? You weakling, are you hiding behind your father?"
At this time, Mo Rigen was completely angry, and immediately shouted: "Chinese people, you are seeking death, I promise you this!"
In full view of the public, how could he withstand this stimulation, not to mention that Montaigne's aura fluctuations were only at the beginning of the Saint Realm, which was still a small stage away from the middle stage of the Martial Saint like him, so there was no reason to be afraid at all.
King Youxian frowned. At this time, he could not stop him. After all, the barbarians took the matter of making a battle very seriously. Avoiding a battle would be looked down upon. For a warrior, especially a prince, It's better to die.
But he had no idea how the general chosen by that young man could be weak. Although due to geographical relations, the Youxian King's tribe had never fought against Montaigne, they had definitely heard of Montaigne. This was a man who had never lost a battle against the barbarians, not even once.
Now that the matter has come to this, he feels that he has done his best and there is no need to persuade him any more. Isn't I, the Soul-Slaying King, completely satisfied without seeing Mo Rigen?
So under the witness of everyone, Montaigne and Mo Rigen crushed the horn cups at the same time and made a life-and-death agreement.
However, that wasn't what he cared about most. Mo Rigen, a member of the Soul-Slaying King tribe, would rather die than die.
What really concerned him was the young prince of Qin. The undisguised murderous intent in his eyes...
Can such a person... be able to cooperate...
Such an episode occurred at the beginning of the meeting, but it did not affect the atmosphere, because for the barbarians, it is normal to have a fight at any time.
Baturu even praised the two for their bravery.
When the Crescent Princess saw this scene, she couldn't help but look at the tall and silent Chinese man a few more times, but she happened to meet Montaigne's eyes as deep as the night sky. Her heart skipped a beat and she lowered her head in panic.
After the interlude, Batulu also took advantage of everyone gathered to announce the rules of this Fuli Conference.
There was a huge change in the news that Jiang Fan received. In the martial arts fight, it was not a group fight as usual, but a melee. The one who stood in the end was the Ying family.
Batulu's argument is that since everyone has different cultivation levels, this can make it easier for everyone to use strategies and is a fairer approach.
Jiang Fan's heart sank. It wasn't like this before. It was obviously a temporary modification, and it was clearly aimed at creating an opportunity for the barbarians to swarm forward and shoot down Montaigne first.
Jiang Fan did not object directly as unfair, but smiled lightly and pointed at Mo Rigen: "Shouldn't their life-and-death battle be one-on-one to determine the winner first?"
Batulu said calmly: "The Fuli Conference takes priority. Since the death fight agreement between the two of them is held in the conference, I think the other warriors will give them a chance."
This has been obviously biased for a long time, and everyone knows that it will never be given a chance when the time comes.
Even if it was an accident, Montaigne would still have to face three people besides Du Lun, including the top masters of the Feng family and the dangerous Battle.
But Jiang Fan didn't have a good idea for a while, and he didn't publicly say that he would form a team to deal with you first. To object at this time would be to show weakness.
Seeing that Montaigne's expression was still extremely calm, Jiang Fan could only let go of his thoughts for the time being.
