Upon hearing this, Fan Shu trembled and turned his head suddenly. The splash of water splashed Zhou Jian’s face.

She said angrily: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Jian wiped the water droplets and said lightly: "I will bring you up to cool down."

Upon hearing this, a trace of fear flashed through Fanshu's eyes, and he gritted his silver teeth: "You are so despicable!"

Zhou Jian said lightly: "There are too many people scolding me, so you are not the one you want. Now I will answer my question immediately. What are the intentions of Mount Mani to lead you to the Nile River?!"

In his calm tone, he was definitely not just talking.

Fan Shu's chest was fluctuating, and even his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. At this moment, she was not a Bodhisattva's reincarnation, but a girl under twenty years old. The red sand in the center of her forehead showed her weakness.

Suddenly, Zhou Jian's brain hurt. Why did this Bodhisattva reincarnation still cry? He couldn't stand the most that women cried.

He took back his dagger, turned around quickly, and pulled an exquisite and elegant screen to block the middle: "Put your clothes right away, wipe your tears, don't play tricks, otherwise you will die before they rush in!"

Fan Shu was stunned for a moment, then saw the back behind the screen, frowned and bit his lip: "If you dare to peek, then you will be defeated!"

She has half of the Central Plains blood, and even the Central Plains language is very smooth.

Immediately afterwards, she bit her lip and came out of the bucket, causing a rustling sound of water flowing.

Her jade feet touched the ground, almost reaching the point of beautiful growth of lotus step by step, and then she quickly hid in the corner to dress. The sparse sound made people imagine.

Zhou Jian's eyes did not squint, but his ears kept listening to the movements behind him.

After a while, he felt that he should have put it on, so he moved away the screen. Fan Shu in the corner just happened to be dressed, leaving only one shoe.

The soles of the feet are delicate, as white as mutton fat jade.

Zhou Jian subconsciously glanced, raised his eyebrows slightly, and held Yingying with a grip!

Fan Shu immediately put on his shoes and walked out with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Zhou Jian looked at her again. She was very tall, wearing a long silk suit, full of exotic style, and a kind of holiness that cannot be desecrated. The natural red sand in the center of her forehead was even more eye-catching.

"Now that I'm dressing, can I answer my questions?"

Fan Shu was sad, why did he send someone to make things difficult for her at this time? She knew that there was no hope of running away, so she could only frown and said, "I don't know, I only know that during the ceremony, they want me to build momentum."

Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes: "Build momentum, what should I do?"

"I don't know." Fan Shu said.

He looked suspicious: "You have such a high status, don't even know this?"

Fan Shu laughed at himself, and the holy face was filled with bitterness: "Why don't I know such a high status?"

Zhou Jian was stunned and immediately realized that she seemed to be less noble than the legendary status: "Are you controlled?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Shu glanced at him deeply. This person was very unusual!

At this moment, Zhou Jian had an answer in his heart, was shocked, and was secretly alert to control a woman with a very high gimmick. What do those bald donkeys in the Nile River want to do?
Chapter completed!