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The last day of the Sinar Prairie...

Perhaps it is because of the anger of Jun Linyuan, perhaps because of the exhaustion of long journeys... Everyone is extremely silent along the way, bowing their heads and silently.

Finally, in the evening, under the glory of the sunset -

There is a mighty and powerful team in front.

Headed by the males on the grasslands, the sweat of the Seinar grasslands -

The mighty and powerful Senal sweat.

In the cold winter, Senal sweats are covered with animal skins, revealing the body of the right shoulder. The bronze skin is blocky, drums and drums, full of blood and blood.

Behind him, one left and one right, the big prince and the little prince of the Seinar grassland.

The great prince is a mature grassland man. He is about thirty or forty years old. His shoulders are bulging, and Kong Wu is powerful. Like a brown bear, his eyes are cold and full of the deterrent power of the superior.

The little prince is a beautiful and clear young boy, but at the age of sixteen or seven, she is slender and handsome, with fair skin and mild smile. It is like a teenager who grows in the south of the Yangtze River, not a man of the grassland.

Seeing the Emperor Wu, the sweat on the prairie came down from the horse's back, and laughed and went forward, giving the emperor Wu the ritual, and the ceremony of the monarch.

The Senal steppe has always been a subsidiary of the Junwu Empire.

The Junwu Empire has always been their kingdom in the heavens. Every year, they have been loyal. Of course, they have also resisted, but they have all been suppressed by the absolute strength of the Junwu Empire.

Jun Wudi and Senal sweating all the way, walking at the forefront.

The majestic eyes of the great prince swept through the crowd. Finally, the line of sight was fixed on the carriage of Jun Linyuan.

His gaze and Jun Linyuan looked in midair.

The strong are cherished by the strong.

However, with a look of the eyes, they know that the strength of the other side is not weak, but the confrontation between them is only this one.

The Sinar Khan circled the whole hunting grassland and divided it to the king's empire on the left high ground for settlement.

The highlands on the right are all settled by the warriors who have been with Senar Khan.

One left and one right, clear and clear.

The logistics thing is that Mu Wang is fully responsible, and I don’t know why, the phoenix dance tent was assigned to the edge of Jun Linyuan.

Just next to his tent.

Seeing a row of tents, the phoenix dance was still feeling the construction of the camp, and the result was that the palace danced and asked if she would bathe in the camp, the phoenix dance reacted.

"Why... my camp is here?" Feng Dance was shaking his head. "Yu Gong, you know, now I am not going to be Jun Linyuan."

The eighteen-day mission is over, and the phoenix dance is no longer so close to him.

The palace that is not scornful to others laughs and looks at the phoenix dance: "The old slave knows."

"So, where is my camp?" Feng Dance looked at the palace.

Miyazaki’s eyes are smiling: “Your camp is here, did the dance lady forget it? In a strict sense, you are the dear of the lord, you should have your own camp, but before You have not exercised your rights."

Is there such a thing?

"But, the identity of the county owner, how are you not qualified to take down the palace?" Feng Dance looked at the palace.

"Because this is what we strongly demand."

The wind and Xuanzang did not know when to step out of the camp behind them.

"You?" Feng dance suddenly had a very bad feeling.