"Yes, your Majesty, don't worry!" Loulan felt warm inside. He glanced at his eyes and felt a heartbeat.

After a while, Loulan left and returned as the second escort, lurking, which was part of Zhou Jian's plan.

"Your Majesty, why don't we find a place to eat first?" Yang Wei smiled with big yellow teeth, and his stomach was rumbling.

The Guanyin maid beside her was speechless and said angrily: "Mr. Yang, are you still eating? When is it time? You have eaten your majesty's jerky along the way."

Yang Wei smiled and said, "It's better to investigate the case when you're full!"

All the Qingtianwei were speechless. Why did he eat so much? He almost had four or five meals a day, and he never forgot to make roast chicken in the desert.

"Forget it, it's good to eat something to fill your stomach, take a bath, and find a place to stay." Zhou Jian said calmly. Whether it is the Central Plains, the Western Regions, the Great Zhou or thousands of years later, places like inns where people gather are often the fastest and most news.

"Yes!" Everyone stopped saying anything and followed a large number of Western Regions people who were worshiping them and entered the city.

It is very exotic here, with Hu bench, long horn cup, and horse qin. It is quite prosperous. There are many miscellaneous opera troupes on the street corners, and piles of slaves sold, with clear price tags.

A relatively ordinary inn, Zhou Jian and his group divided into several waves and settled one after another.

Now everyone is becoming more and more fluent in Western languages, but there is no problem. After the fragrant roasted lamb was served, everyone started eating it, especially Yang Wei, who was reincarnated as a starving ghost, and the food was so eye-catching.

Zhou Jian said angrily: "Can you eat slowly and be careful to be choked to death."

"Hehe." Yang Wei smiled embarrassedly. Just as he was about to say something, a harsh voice sounded: "It's smelly, where are the starving ghosts coming from!"

He is mean, arrogant, and extremely targeted.

Suddenly, Zhou Jian's face turned cold. He could scold his people himself, but he would never allow others to scold him.

Everyone looked coldly and saw a group of men wearing green and red silk, each wearing felt hats and holding weapons. They were round and tall, and even the hats were inlaid with a lot of agate.

They sat down carelessly, arrogantly, and did not hide their contempt and contempt for Zhou Jian and his party.

Yang Wei could not bear this anger and cursed back: "Where did you come from the dead fat pig? Your mouth is so smelly!"

"court death!!"

Bang!

The six people slapped the table with fierce eyes and were about to draw their swords, which made the inn suddenly riots, and many guests retreated.

All the Qingtian Guards secretly put down their food and were ready to fight. Yang Wei wanted to take action, but was stopped by Zhou Jian. They were too arrogant in the Nile River and could easily cause trouble. Even if they did, they could not take action in public.

He stood up, hid his emotions well, and smiled: "Six, my people have a bad temper, I have contradicted you, otherwise I will pay for your wine and meat today and each will take a step back?"

"Return your ancestors, will you send you the little money? He must die today!" The leader of the Hu man was extremely arrogant and was about to pounce on him.

Zhou Jian was still extremely calm: "Are you sure?"

"The baptism ceremony will be held soon, and many holy monks will come by then. Now the Nile River is in the control period. You are unstoppable. If you cause any trouble, haha, after pursuing it, you may not be able to take it and take care of it!" He said deliberately.
Chapter completed!