The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

After having an analysis in her mind, Feng Sujin decides to enter the Dakun tribe first.

After she entered the Dakun tribe with her cat and cat, she unconsciously went to the sphere of influence of the leader of Liang, and unknowingly went outside Qiu Wenzheng's tent.

Feng Su Jin felt that all her actions seemed to be involuntary.

Maybe subconsciously she wants to get close to the breath related to Jun Mo Han.

Maybe she always thinks Qiu Wenzheng knows where Jun Mohan is.

Perhaps the heart is too lonely space, she wants to find a little bit about Jun Mo Han's breath.

She felt that Qiu Wenzheng must have kept a lot of things in the dark.

Or why is he here, so coincidentally?

Feng Su Jin stood not far from the tent, and did not know how long she had stood.

When she regained her consciousness, she found a problem, that is, the extra quiet of the Dakun tribe tonight.

Is it the calm before the storm, or something else?

As she pondered, she heard soldiers and guards on patrol talking.

"It's the cold Kunlun season, so we can relax."

"We'll have a good meal and drink tonight, and we'll fight again after midnight."

"The brothers who lived a few days ago are gone. We still don't know whether we can come back alive or not."

"For a long time, we are used to fighting in Dakun, but in the past years, we have not fought so fiercely and so fiercely, that is..."

"Take a drink, it's time to set off firecrackers. HanKun Festival, an important festival in Dakun, should be lively and lively..."

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The soldiers and guards spoke, seemingly happy words, but the tone seemed to go to death as tragic and desolate.

Feng Sujin's face moved. She knew that Dakun was now in a state of scattered sand, and there were too many casualties. However, no one could control the situation.

Because the forces of Dakun are scattered, no one wants to be destroyed, and no one wants to be led by other leaders. After all, there are friction and hatred between the leaders.

It must be that no one is against the others and would rather pull all the people to fight, but they are not willing to compromise.

Therefore, the political situation of the Dakun tribe can only be unified by war and blood donation.

It was the cold Kunlun season, so it was so peaceful.

Feng Su Jin's mind flashed before Jun Mo Han said some words.

He told her that the Han Kun festival of the Dakun tribe was very important, more important than the Spring Festival of the Empire, because it was the most traditional festival of the Dakun tribe, and believed in the God of Dakun. It was said that the God of Dakun had stipulated that there should be no war on this day thousands of years ago.

Feng Su Jin did not know how long she stayed outside. She was a little distracted.

It was not until the crackling of firecrackers that she regained her consciousness.

Such a lively day reminds her of the time when she was in Beiquan city and in the Empire. Jun Mohan was accompanied by any festival at that time.

Feng Su Jin looks sad, she quietly walked forward, close to Qiu Wenzheng's tent.

Because there will be no war on this day, the guards are relaxed, and the big guy will not notice that there is a person like Feng Sujin.

Feng Su Jin originally wanted to knock in, but she smelled the familiar fragrance.

It's the smell of dumplings.

She always feels like the fragrance in her memory.

She looks a congealed, instant quick open the door.

After opening the door, Feng Su Jin quickly looks at any corner inside, but only Qiu Wenzheng and a woman, not Jun Mo Han.

When Qiu Wenzheng saw the appearance of Feng Su Jin, he didn't seem surprised, "you're here."

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