Feng Mo had no choice but to send a message:

"Your permission is only at the same level as Lao Huang. At present, the highest permission is the only one in the main.

What I can tell you is that some of the information is too incredible and most of it is speculation.

The only thing that remains in the intelligence room is the title. If you want to know the details, you must obtain permissions and ask the master for personal inquiry."

Most of these were the various ideas that Qin Fan and Yu Cangmiao had after exchanging information at that time.

For example, the purpose of the Daxuan Dynasty may be to use humanitarian merits to limit the way of heaven. For example, this is a world of prisons. Ninety-nine giant cities may be the key to opening their keys. For example, there are higher-level behind the scenes who have regarded this as a chessboard, and their chess pieces have already begun to fight, such as the true face of an alien...

Knowing that this intelligence will not allow a Qi Condensation Realm to grow into a grand master overnight, but will allow his three views to undergo a earth-shaking reshaping, which is also the reason why Qin Fan set it as the highest intelligence authority.

Not everyone is like the wind, flowers, snow, and moon, and has been changed by Qin Fan's various ideas since childhood, and it is easier to accept some seemingly unreasonable information.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, the bursting pillar of fire had disappeared, the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed, and a ray of moonlight illuminated the earth coldly.

"Everyone, continue our celebration banquet!"

The first person who stood up was Mu Che. He was really tired by this series of tricks. Perhaps after a night of sleep, he would be interested in continuing to explore the secrets hidden under this war.

But now he just wants to enjoy the banquet as much as he wants, especially during his conversation with Yan Kuangshan. Some cooperation transactions have been finalized, and he has no worries for the time being.

The double fatigue in the body and the mind makes him just want to get drunk.

When everyone heard Mu Che speak, they responded, but a few of them were heading towards the ruins of Wanpo Palace.

Mu Che did not stop this scene, just because the more powerful poisonous fog in the outer circle killed as much as these people.

So he was not worried about what benefits these people could get from it.

The celebration banquet continued, and everyone started to have a cup of tea again. Mu Che also took this opportunity to start winning over his subordinates, and was very caring for the two surviving city lords.

Over the years, he has been able to ensure that these city lords' loyalty to them remains unchanged, and obviously there are some means.

At least compared to Shi Liusie, as the head of a force, he is more qualified.

Mo Kaixin, who was waiting in the hut, became a little nervous.

"Xiao Wan won't be chopped to death, right?"

Qin Fan shook his head. As his military commander, he could feel the connection with [Wanxiang·Emperor Tribulation], especially after he broke through to the wilderness level, this connection became closer.

It's like now that he can clearly sense its cheerful emotions, there is a sense of satisfaction he has never felt before.

This satisfaction is probably because I finally had a full meal.
Chapter completed!