The people of the Dakun tribe are wild and impulsive.
In the evening, an agreement was reached to go to the snow wolf department to annex the snow wolf department. As a result, on the way, internal strife broke out.
The soldiers and guards at all levels of influence lost a lot, and the leaders could not hold their breath, so they took action that night after the meeting.
So that night, the great Kun tribe broke out unprecedented wars and civil strife.
Leaders of all major forces are trying to find a way to breathe and take advantage of this opportunity to annex another force.
It is not surprising that when they are acting, other forces are also acting.
So the big Kun tribe is getting more and more confused.
In a tent somewhere, Qiu Wenzheng looks at Jun Mohan, who is still busy at his desk, and feels that his mouth is worn, and this person will not listen.
He can only make people prepare the night meal, and the medicine meal he cooked himself is put on the table. "I know you need to be busy, I advise you to have a rest, but if you stay up late, you can have a night meal, or you will not be able to carry it."
Jun Mohan is looking at the map in front of his desk. The map in front of his desk is of the whole Chinese continent. He is studying the situation of each tribe.
Jun Mohan wrote and drew on the map with a pen in his hand.
Qiu Wenzheng took a look and felt deeply. If he was a woman, he would also like Jun Mohan.
This man is so powerful that he has planned the whole Chinese mainland in his heart. He has arranged every step and arrangement for Jun Mohan.
Maybe he waited for Feng Sujin to recover the tribes one by one.
"Have some supper!"
Jun Mo said with cold head: "well, put it there!"
Jun Mohan doesn't dare to take too much time to rest. He is afraid that he will suddenly disappear one day. Then what about Feng Sujin?
So he will use his time to plan and arrange, pave all the roads for Feng Sujin, and let her go smoothly.
Qiu Wenzheng was just about to say something when he suddenly heard the movement outside. He looked very cool, then picked up his mobile phone and looked at it.
Qiu Wenzheng looked at the SMS code of the mobile phone, and then looked at Jun Mohan, and said: "as you think, there has been a riot in the Da Kun tribe tonight, and the major forces have broken the balance and are fighting. Do you want to avoid it when we are in the range of Liang leader?"
"No!"
Qiu Wenzheng looked at Jun Mo's cold look and sighed: "you are really calm, don't you worry about Feng Sujin?"
"She's safe now."
Qiu Wenzheng was stunned. "How do you know her situation? Do you know everything about her?"
The pen in Jun Mohan's hand made a meal. He looked up at the direction of the door. His mind seemed to drift far away, and to the matter about Feng Sujin.
Jun Mo's eyes are shining with gratification and appreciation. His a Jin is doing well and getting stronger.
At the same time, Jun Mo was very happy, but he was also a little sad.
In fact, his a Jin didn't have to do these experiences. It was because of him that she did.
However, he is not sure that he can accompany Feng Sujin all the time, so he can only make her stronger and have the ability to protect herself.
"You go to push, light the fire, the more chaos, the better. In this way, ah Jin can better recover the Dakun tribe."
Qiu Wenzheng has a quiet look, "you are making a queen! Be careful, Feng Sujin is really the queen. She doesn't want you. "