"yes!"

Prince Nurha turned to look at him again, as if he was trying to please him.

Zhou Jian was speechless. It would be strange if he went to the temple for a while and was not suspected. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Prince, what should I give me orders?"

This is undoubtedly a reminder and warning.

Nurha reacted, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and stopped his waist, then tightened his white robe and coughed a few times: "Go!"

“…”

In this way, Zhou Jian and the other two mingled in the Nurha convoy and set out for the temple. All the Qingtian Guards were also hiding around, secretly monitoring and protecting themselves.

From Linlang Dharma Hall to the temple, it was not far, not far, only a few miles away, but there were too many convoys to go, and countless rare treasures escorted to gold and silver and tributes, causing a certain amount of blockage.

Along the way, Zhou Jian sat in a carriage and looked out secretly, and saw many big shots! They were all dressed in wealth and powerful without anger. They were all overlords, and at least they ruled the armed forces of tens of thousands of people and their vastness.

The desert.

"Have all the forces in the Western Regions come?" Zhou Jian suddenly asked. Prince Nurha's status is not low, so I must have known a lot.

Tuli was a little nervous. He suddenly heard the sound and hadn't reacted yet. He immediately shook his head: "No, I can only say most of it."

"Some tribes have been sanctioned and are not qualified to come here. They can only hide on the poorest yellow sand and survive. In the Western Regions, this is the end."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian asked again: "Then are there many people?"

"There are many... but as far as I know, they are all mobs. They are ordered not to step out of the no-man's land. If they dare to go out, they will be massacred."

"They did not obey Dunhuang, so they caused such a disaster. They had to spend so many generations of people in the no-man's land. Tsk, it's so stupid." As he said that, Tuli sighed, and he didn't dare to think about that day.

Zhou Jian glanced at him lightly and said without any face: "Although they were miserable, they had at least fought and their backs were straight. And those who were wearing gold and silver to worship were not slaves?"

Tuli's face flashed with an extreme embarrassment, and she smiled embarrassedly and did not reply.

Zhou Jian's eyes were far-reaching and did not speak anymore. Instead, he secretly made up his mind that the Western tribes who were exiled in the no-man's land might be able to win over.

The Great Zhou provided protection and resources to deal with the Buddhist sect, which also ensured that the Han people were no longer persecuted.

The carriages and horses sway, and the journey is very slow.

He was thinking, suddenly, a team of magnificent carriages approached the carriage of the Nurha tribe. The carriage led by him was inlaid with gold and silver. The one who pulled the carriage was not a horse, but a large number of naked slaves!

It reflects luxury and power to the fullest.

"Oh, I think who it is? It turns out that it is the waste prince of the Nurha tribe. Brother Tulu didn't come, why did you send you?" The voice was full of provocation and disdain.

And Tulu is the second prince of the Nurha tribe.

Suddenly, Tu Li in the carriage knew the person coming in an instant, and his face looked a little ugly: "Lu Qiuer, shut up, don't make trouble!"

"Hmph, what's wrong with me? Are you biting me?" Lu Qiuer was extremely arrogant, hugging two female slaves in the Western Regions on both sides, putting his hands directly at the most critical position, extremely wanton, looking at the picture at this moment

profit.

"You!" Tuli was furious, but obviously there was nothing he could do to the other party.
Chapter completed!