Fish swimming around the world

The eight masters were very confident about this matter and felt that it was hopeless for the Chinese to tame the giant wolf.

Gu Beiyan was a little worried: "Young Master, are you sure?"

Jiang Fan stared at Dayin Mountain: "... Who knows? We have to try first."

The group found a sheltered and hidden place to set up camp. Jiang Fan first took the two of them to carefully unload the strange things. The two were a little confused about this and didn't understand why Jiang Fan brought a huge black box and two strange big horn-shaped things. Jiang Fan just smiled and said that the mountain people had their own magic.

In order to avoid trouble, even though no one was watching, no bonfire was lit.

Chewing on the cold and hard beef jerky, Young Master Jiang couldn't help but complain. Suddenly, two pieces of baked pancakes appeared in front of him, still warm.

Young Master Jiang was very surprised and looked at Gu Beiyan: "How did you do it?"

Gu Beiyan blushed slightly: "Eat yours, why are you asking!"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and when he saw her slightly open collar, he suddenly understood and smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes..."

Gu Beiyan looked at the wine gourd on his waist: "Why don't you drink some to warm your body?"

Jiang Fan patted it: "Haha, you have to save this thing."

Gu Beiyan threw a jade gourd to him: "There is wine."

Jiang Fan took it in his hand: "Oh? Isn't this the gourd that Zhao Gao sent? Did you bring it out?"

Gu Beiyan hummed: "Warm jade, can warm wine."

Now it's comfortable, with warm wine and hot pancake slices, and then tear the beef jerky into thin strips and add it between two pancakes, eat a bite and drink a sip of wine, don't be too comfortable.

The eight guys were envious, but they were driven away by Gu Beiyan.

There weren't many slices of pancakes, and Montaigne wasn't so lucky. He just took one slice, but was embarrassed by Gu Beiyan's look.

"How do you plan to start?"

Montaigne tried to find a topic to ease the embarrassment.

Jiang Fan muttered and pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at the eight guys in the distance. He guessed that they couldn't hear him, so he said an idea that shocked Meng and Gu.

- I'm going to find the White Wolf God.

Even Montaigne was shocked: "... Your Majesty, what did you say?"

"Go find the White Wolf God." Jiang Fan repeated.

Gu Beiyan was stunned: "Wait, sir, you don't have a fever?"

Jiang Fan pushed away her hand that was stretched to her forehead: "No, I'm awake. What giant wolf can be compared with the White Wolf God?"

Gu Beiyan recovered after a while: "That's the White Wolf God! Is he crazy?"

Jiang Fan snorted twice: "What about the White Wolf God? This is not the first time I've looked for it."

The two were even more confused and looked at each other. Montaigne said carefully: "Your Highness, do you mean... have you dealt with the White Wolf God before?"

Montaigne was really surprised. He knew this magical person, but it was a bit scary to say that he had even talked about the White Wolf God of the barbarians.

However, Jiang Fan still said something that made him unbelievable.

"Three years ago, when I first came back, you should have known about the White Wolf God riot. I was the one who caused it."

Montaigne opened his mouth and finally shook his head with a wry smile: "The prince is a god."

It was indeed him. At that time, Montaigne was thinking that the prince went to the Golden Horde to cause trouble, and then the White Wolf God riot occurred. This was too coincidental.

"...What did the prince...do?" Montaigne asked after pondering. He knew that Jiang Fan later sneaked into the Golden Horde and disrupted the sacrificial ceremony, but there was this huge variable in the middle, which he never expected. I couldn't help but be a little curious about what Jiang Fan did at that time.

"I stole the wolf's den and the old nest of the White Wolf God in Xueyan Mountain. Many treasures were used by the barbarians to worship the Wolf God in recent years, and they became the capital for this young master to make a fortune."

Meng and Gu were speechless again.

This is really bold and not enough to describe it. It turns out that the White Wolf God was furious because of this. But they didn't know that the most important thing was that Jiang Fan took the White Wolf God's cub.

Only a few key figures, such as the Empress and the Seven Elders, Meng Yi and the Empress, knew that Jiang Fan was doing this. Because this matter was of great importance, according to his instructions, no one let out a word. Meng Yi followed his master's orders and didn't even tell his grandfather and elder brother. Even Gu Beiyan, the housekeeper of Fanrenju, thought that Maoqiu was a cub of the Gray Wolf family.

Jiang Fan said while eating: "It's not as exaggerated as you think. I stole the house, but I didn't see the White Wolf God. At that time, I also thought that something was wrong, so I ran away quickly. The old guy, the Great Wolf Lord, didn't doubt me, just because I was indeed in the Huohuo Sacrifice Ceremony at that time, and he probably didn't think I would do this."

We didn't think you would do this either.

The two were speechless. Who would do this normally?

That's the White Wolf God. The Venerable would kneel when he saw him, and the Saint Realm would run away when he saw him. This doesn't count the countless giant wolves under the White Wolf God. If they were all out, even the gods would be stunned.

"If so, isn't the young master also unsure about the White Wolf God?" Gu Beiyan remembered the key point after a long while.

Jiang Fan ate the last piece of pancake, clapped his hands, and said with his chin in his hand: "Indeed, but I have an idea..."

He seemed to be lost in thought. Gu Beiyan looked at him with narrowed eyes, always feeling that this guy was up to no good, and who knows who he was planning to plot against...

But at the same time, someone was plotting against Young Master Jiang.

The gloomy face of King Hunxie greeted Feng Chen.

Feng Chen looked down at the mess of cups and plates on the ground, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that the king is in a bad mood."

King Hunxie's face was as gloomy as water: "Are you here to see a joke?"

Feng Chen lifted his cloak and sat down: "Are you here to see a joke? You and I are partners, so I'm here for our common enemy."

Hun Xie Wang said in a cold tone: "How to kill Jiang Fan!"

Feng Chen knew from his tone that Hun Xie Wang really wanted to kill him this time.

"That depends on what information the king can provide."

Hun Xie Wang said: "At dawn today, a small group of people quietly left the camp of Zuo Xian Wang. If I hadn't paid attention and spread hawks and dogs in a radius of 100 miles, I wouldn't have found them."

Feng Chen's eyes moved: "So secretive... It looks very interesting. Where are they going?"

"Towards Dayin Mountain."

Feng Chen laughed: "You can hide it from others but not from me. As expected, it must be Jiang Fan. He must choose a giant wolf for his men."

"He can't do it." Hun Xie Wang said.

Feng Chen shook his head: "Arrogant, you don't know this person. He has an almost magical talent and is good at taming wild beasts in the mountains and seas. Believe me, I have seen it myself."

The Hunxie King's eyes fixed: "Is this true?"

Feng Chen snorted: "Otherwise, why do you think he dared to accept such a bet, and he made a bet with you and my Feng family at the same time."

The Hunxie King was still a little unbelievable: "No foreigner has ever been able to tame the giant wolf of the grassland..."

"No one, does not mean there is no monster. This boy is called the world's greatest monster in the Chinese tribe. His behavior is weird and unpredictable. If you underestimate him, you will suffer a great loss."

As he said, Feng Chen's face unconsciously revealed a hint of sinisterness.