The far north.

Black Prison.

Chen Daojun hung up the satellite phone, his face gloomy.

He slowly lit a cigarette.

The smoke was shrouded in a slit, and a faint cold light flashed.

Swallowing clouds and fog.

When the cigarette is burned out, after the last cigarette is spit out.

Then he slowly took out an ancient book from his arms.

This ancient book is the Yanhuang family letter I found in the Jiang family’s “Sutra Collection”.

The right hand slowly smoothes the wrinkles.

Chen Daojun smiled meaningfully: "Everything is moving towards my guess. I am a little curious. How much role can you play in the end? The demon... When he stepped on the road to heaven, he suffered the most rejection!"

At the end, his eyes showed unprecedented resentment and unwillingness.

The Pangu plan was his efforts for many years.

Starting from Chen Daolin and Chen Dong, it is just the specific implementation time of the "Pangu Plan".

The time to plan and calculate should be pushed to a longer-term position.

From the beginning of the plan, both him and Yao Guangxiao tried their best to "optimize" Chen Dong's genes and make the road to the sky smoother.

But, a pretty flat road was completely pushed to the most difficult option by the magic.

For Chen Daojun, he was no less than his efforts to make a fortune!

Now that things have come to this point, no matter how resentful and unwilling he is, he can only silently accept the facts that have happened.

Dongdong!

A knock on the door sounded.

The old man in the tuxedo pushed the door and walked in.

"Master, the injection has been completed."

"What is Kunlun's specific reaction?"

Chen Daojun leaned on the chair and gently tapped the table with his left fingertips.

"Everything went smoothly, Kunlun was very calm from beginning to end. After receiving the injection, he fell asleep quickly. So far, he has not shown any abnormality of repulsion."

The old man in the tuxedo bowed and said with some concern: "But the old slave dared to speak up in this move, and he was a little too anxious."

"It's a bit anxious."

Chen Daojun smiled: "But the first step must be taken. There must be the first person to eat, otherwise the plan will always be just a plan."

"But this is too risky to Kunlun."

The worries on the face of the old man in the tuxedo still did not dissipate.

"That's why I chose Kunlun, who has the highest understanding and the strongest will in the Black Prison."

Chen Daojun closed his eyes and gently kneaded his swollen nose with his right hand: "If he can't do it, maybe this move will not be able to continue. Time will not wait for anyone. The general trend is pressing. The Huns ordered the army of hundreds of clans to wave the whip south on February 2nd. There is only ten days for us to slowly ponder and strip away the possible risks."

"February 2?!"

The old man in the tuxedo was shocked.

This time clearly did not reach the deadline for the Huns to mourn for 300 days!

Is the situation already so urgent?

The old man took a deep breath and stopped talking.

Ten days!

The Huns ended the three hundred days of mourning in advance despite the iron laws of all dynasties. Their determination is unprecedented among the army that has moved south in all dynasties!

"Help me notify Zhenjiangcheng secretly and tell them the time when the army of hundreds of tribes marchs heads south."

Chen Daojun leaned on the chair, looking like he closed his eyes and rested, but in fact his brows were frowned into the word "chuan".

...

Town and city.

In the barracks, the bonfire was beating.

Huo Zhenxiao sat upright at the desk and slowly put down his cell phone.

"February 2?"

A soft whisper was as heavy as a mountain.

Subconsciously, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the fighting spirit rose wildly in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes.

"A hundred tribes are coming in full force, so let this battle become the ultimate battle for peace in a century of region!"

According to his current information on the Hundred Tribe Order, this unprecedented unity of hundreds of tribes outside the region is second only to the time when the Xiongnu royal court was once glorious and commanded the Hundred Tribes.

Once the hundreds of tribes move south, the scale of the army formed will definitely be an astronomical number!

Fight to the death!

As long as you can win this battle, it will definitely shake the foundations of the hundreds of races. In the next hundred years, the borders of the northern region will be harmonious.

But he also knew that this was also the most stressful battle!

All the clans have been stolen and have been surrounded by tigers in the domain, and they are determined to win!

What Zhenjiangcheng is going to face must be the most terrifying impact since the city was built!

However.

"Master, it's not good!"

Bai Qi rushed in in panic.

Huo Zhenxiao looked solemn and looked at Bai Qi angrily.

Being stared at by one glance.

Bai Qi instantly felt like a ray of light on his back, and his hair stood tall.

He hurriedly accused: "It's because my subordinates are abrupt. Please give up the punishment!"

Huo Zhenxiao frowned slightly, but did not ask for guilt, but asked, "Is the sky falling?"

Although Bai Qi was the commander of the sergeant, the position of the former leader guard was not given for free.

Strength, military, strategy, and character are all excellent.

If you are so panicked, Huo Zhenxiao can only think of things - "The sky collapses"!

Bai Qi clasped his fists and replied: "The intelligence department has monitored that a large number of rewards have emerged from the rewards of the Dark Web Hidden Killing Organization just now. According to the analysis, the accounts are all hundreds of tribes from the outside world snow fields. The bounties are generous and the recruitment is huge!"

"Mercenary?"

Huo Zhenxiao's eyes burst into light: "Does the Huns and the hundreds of tribes want to stir up the world?"

For a moment, his face became more and more gloomy.

The joint efforts of hundreds of races have become an unprecedented catastrophe for Zhenjiangcheng.

You know, the joint efforts of hundreds of races today are different when Chen Dong went to Zhenjiang to avoid disaster.

Not only is the gap in the number of soldiers, but also as Xixing dared to open the threshold for comprehending the Tianlang martial arts body, the strength of the army was increased a little.

Now, we still have to recruit mercenaries!

"But……"

Huo Zhenxiao suddenly became shocked and suddenly thought of a very critical question!

"What is the hell that Master sells in his gourd?"

He exclaimed directly, and his face became extremely exciting.

He and Chen Daojun are masters and apprentices. Even though Chen Daojun is full of mist, after he takes charge of the city of Xinjiang, his intelligence power is extremely powerful.

When Chen Dong took revenge a while ago, he destroyed the Chen Gu family.

The hidden killing organization on the dark web was directly forced to close!

Time is so accurate!

In addition, Huo Zhenxiao intends to investigate and find out what the relationship between Chen Daojun and the Yinsha organization has been revealed.

But when Chen Gu's family was destroyed, Chen Daojun could forcibly close the Hidden Killing Organization.

This time, the Huns ordered the army of hundreds of clans to come to the border of the border. Why did the master even allow the hundreds of clans to log in to the dark web to issue a reward for recruitment?

This is unscientific!
To be continued...