My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"Do not cry?"

Ye Fan asked.

Frigga didn't respond.

"This time... I take the main responsibility. Say what you want, but it's impossible for me to die."

Ye Fan was also very sincere, sat up and waited for the woman to answer.

After a while, Frigg finally spoke quietly: "Kill me."

Ye Fan was stunned, "What?"

"If it's you... it shouldn't be difficult to kill me, right?"

Frigga turned her head back, her beautiful eyes filled with despair.

"I don't have the guts to commit suicide, please... give me a good time."

"Did you drink the **** of a silly woman?

Crazy? "

Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaimed: "As for what?

Is this going to kill? "

Frigga laughed desolately at herself: "Why, a beauty **** who has lost his dignity, is not even qualified to ask for death...?"

"Paralyzed..." Ye Fan kept doing it, intending to make this woman sober.

He got up and summoned a flaming black-gold sword intent light blade.

The unparalleled sword intent is the pressure released, making the space tremble.

"I will fulfill you!!"

Ye Fan strode forward and slashed towards Frigga with a sword! Between square inches! Ye Fan's sword stopped.

He found that Frigga really didn't dodge, closed his eyes, and looked calm and pleaded for relief.

The sword was slow to come down, and Frigga opened her eyes.

"What's wrong?

Why stop? "

Ye Fan took a deep breath and dissipated his sword intent.

He drew out a sword gate at will, leading to the outside.

"You go."

Frigg was stunned, "You don't want to know, where is Simon?"

"There's so much bullshit, let you go!"

Ye Fan said.

"You're not afraid, I'll join forces with Simon, and even expose you to the temple?"

Ye Fan said impatiently: "I'm very tough, don't worry about it! Grind again, be careful, I'll teach you another lesson!"

Frigga bit her lower lip, gave Ye Fan a fierce look, and then walked towards the sword gate.

I don't know if it's because my body is not used to it, and the way I walk is also very twisted.

When he was about to leave, Frigga suddenly asked, "What did you say just now, are you serious?"

"I said so much, what do you mean?"

"You said...responsible..." Frigga's voice was as thin as a mosquito's voice.

Ye Fan frowned, "Why, are you willing?"

"Stop dreaming, you are just a rude man who can use a sword. In other words, you are far worse than Simon," Frigg snorted coldly.

"Then you ask a fart! Get out!"

Ye Fan scolded angrily.

Frigga turned her head and glared at him, scolded a few words in her mouth, turned her head and disappeared.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. If Frigg really wanted him to be responsible, he was not mentally prepared.

Moreover, explaining to the women has become a problem again.

Frigga is also very special. Her ever-changing characteristics can easily make women jealous.

However, this woman even compared Simon with him, and said he was not as good as Simon?

Ye Fan was very upset! At this time, the clone sensed that someone was looking for him.

Ye Fan returned to the outside world with a hint of surprise on his face: "Why are you?

What's up? "

Her shawl hair was neatly combed, and she was dressed in a pretty blue and white dress, like a delicate flower with morning dew.

At first glance, I really couldn't recognize the tomboy from before.

Lan Duoduo looked unhappy and said, "I didn't want to come, it was my father who asked me to invite you down. The Spruce Tribe sent messengers here."

"What messenger?"

"East Cloud Sword God, the East is unique."

Speaking of this name, Lan Duoduo's face was quite awe-inspiring.

"Who is that?"

Ye Fan asked.

"You haven't heard of it?"

Lan Duoduo was surprised.

"Should I hear it?"

"Aren't you an imperial swordsman, someone who uses swords, why haven't you heard of the name of Dongyun Sword God?"

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That person is also an emperor swordsman?"

"of course not."

"Then why should I know him?"

Lan Duoduo frowned, "Nearly a hundred... No, in the past three hundred years, Aslan civilization has produced more than a dozen sword kings."

"But only Dongfang Buer of the Dongyun Tribe is known as the Dongyun Sword God!"

"He is the first swordsman of the Aslan civilization for three hundred years!"

Ye Fan shrugged, "So what?"

"So he represents the Spruce Tribe and is coming to negotiate with you, so be careful!"

Lan Duoduo said excitedly.

Ye Fan waved his hand, "There's nothing to talk about. Once the seven days arrive, let them surrender directly. Those who don't surrender will die. It's as simple as that, let him get out."

Lan Duoduo was a little anxious, "Sword God, I know you are very powerful, but Dongyun Sword God is different from the previous Star God!"

"Although my father is also a sword king, there is a huge gap between sword kings!"

"My father said that in front of Sword God Dongyun, he can take up to three swords!"

"The other party sends such a strong man here, if he doesn't even see him, it will cause a lot of trouble."

Ye Fan listened interestingly, "What's the trouble?"

"Sword God Dongyun has a large number of supporters. If you treat him like this and spread it out, the major tribes of Aslan will feel that you don't respect them!"

Ye Fan smiled, looked at Lan Duoduo and said, "Girl, I know you are kind, but... you are still too tender."

Ye Fan was too lazy to explain, "Go on, let that Dongfang go as far as you can."

As he was speaking, a voice came from far to near.

"What a new sword god, what a big tone."

The visitor was dressed in a white robe, and his long gray-blond hair fluttered in the wind like a fairy.

The temperament of the whole person is like a magic weapon hiding in a scabbard, giving people a faint sense of oppression.

"Senior Oriental!"

Singer and other elders hurriedly followed.

Dongfang Buer directly locked Ye Fan's position and found the platform of the divine tree, and they couldn't stop it.

"Lord Sword God, this is the Dongfang Buer senior of the Dongyun tribe. He is also the most famous sword king in Aslan today."

"This time, as the Aslan Tribal Alliance, I came to negotiate with us..." Singer had to bite the bullet and explain to Ye Fan.

The two in front of him are big bosses, and he can't afford to offend any of them.

"Haha... I've seen a few emperors in the mood, but it's the first time I've seen an emperor swordsman."

Dongfang Buer looked at Ye Fan and said with a smile, "I already understand the dispute between the Spruce Tribe and the Dragon's Blood Tree Tribe this time."

"After all, Your Excellency is a foreigner, why should the Dragon Blood Tree tribe be involved in such a war?"

"You might as well calm down and sit down and talk. I, Dongfang Buer, will use my swordsman's reputation as a guarantee and will definitely handle it fairly."

Ye Fan looked at the other party for a while and asked, "Who asked you to come?"

"Hey..." Dongfang Buer said helplessly: "Ashamed, it's really hard to resist the kindness of the major tribes, and I have no choice but to..." "Go away!"

Ye Fan was too lazy to listen, and interrupted Dongfang Buer directly.