Chapter 1580 The Seed of Divine Origin 3

The last day of the Sénar Prairie...

Maybe it was because of the atmosphere of Jun Linyuan's anger, maybe it was because of the exhaustion from the long journey... Everyone was extremely silent along the way, bowing their heads and hurrying silently.

Finally, in the evening, under the afterglow of the setting sun—

A mighty and majestic team appeared in front.

The leader is the hero on the grassland, the sweat of the Senar grassland——

Mighty and majestic Senaar Khan.

In the cold winter, Senna was covered in animal skins, exposing his body on his right shoulder. His bronze skin was lumpy and bulging, full of the power of his blood.

Behind him, on the left and the right, are the eldest prince and the little prince of the Senar Prairie.

The eldest prince is a mature prairie man, about thirty or forty years old. His shoulders are bulging, he is powerful, like a brown bear, his eyes are cold, and he is full of the deterrent power of the superior.

The little prince is a beautiful and handsome boy, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he is slender and handsome, with fair skin and a gentle smile. He looks like a young man who grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, not a man from the grassland.

Seeing Emperor Junwu, the great sweat on the grassland got off his horse and stepped forward with a big laugh.

The Senar Grassland has always been a vassal of the Junwu Empire.

The Junwu Empire has always been their heavenly state, and every year they pay tribute every year. Of course, there have been resistances, but they have been suppressed by the absolute strength of the Junwu Empire.

Emperor Junwu and Senar Khan exchanged greetings all the way and walked at the forefront.

The eldest prince's majestic eyes swept through the crowd, and finally, his eyes were fixed on the carriage of Jun Linyuan.

His eyes met Jun Linyuan in midair.

The strong cherish the strong.

Just looking at each other, they knew that the other party's strength was not weak, but the confrontation between them was just this look.

The Great Khan of Senar circled the entire hunting grassland, and divided it to the Junwu Empire with the left highland for settlement.

On the high ground on the right, all the warriors who followed Senna Khan were settled.

One left and one right, clear and clear.

The logistics is the sole responsibility of Mu Wangye, and I don't know why, Feng Wu's tent was assigned to the side of Jun Linyuan.

Right next to his tent.

Seeing the rows of tents rising from the ground, Feng Wu was still sighing at the rapid construction of the tents, but when Gongmao smiled and asked her if she wanted to bathe and rest in the tents, Feng Wu only reacted——

"Why...my camp is here?" Feng Wu shook her head hurriedly, "Mother Gong, you know, I am no longer Jun Linyuan's maid."

The 18-day mission is over, so Feng Wu doesn't want to be so close to him anymore.

Gong mama, who is unsmiling to others, smiled and looked at Feng Wu: "Old slave knows."

"So, where is my tent?" Feng Wu looked at the palace mama.

Mistress Gong smiled: "Your tent is here, Miss Wu, have you forgotten? Strictly speaking, you are the prince of the county lord who was proclaimed by His Majesty, so you should have your own tent, but before You have not been exercising your rights."

And such a thing?

"However, the identity of the county master is not qualified to be next to His Royal Highness, right?" Feng Wu looked at the palace mama.

"Because this is what we strongly demand."

Feng Xun and Xuan Yi didn't know when they came out of the tent behind them.

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