Fan Shu had disbelief in his eyes: "Swear first, you will definitely save me!"

Zhou Jian shook his head: "What secret do you tell me first."

"No!" Fan Shu was determined, afraid that Zhou Jian would get the news, so he patted his butt and left. She seriously suspected that Zhou Jian was such a person.

But Zhou Jian has always been a man who is soft but not hard and will not compromise. He spread his hands directly: "That's it."

After saying that, he made a move and wanted to leave.

Fan Shu suddenly became anxious and even became a little angry: "Stop!"

Zhou Jian turned around and smiled, "Do you say it or not?"

"You!" Fan Shu ate this in front of a man for the first time, as if he had been killed by being beaten to death, and said with a fist: "You are really not afraid that I will be angry and embarrassed to confess you. As long as I shout now, you will be doomed!"

Zhou Jian's eyes suddenly turned sincere and shook his head: "You are not that kind of person. And I will never be doomed, and you will have no hope."

Looking at Zhou Jian who was so calm, she seemed to punch the cotton, which was useless. She wanted to see Zhou Jian panic, but...

Silence for a long time.

Finally, she compromised and gritted her teeth and said, "After the baptism ceremony, the entire Western Regions will establish an army in accordance with the order of Dunhuang!"

"And I am their puppet, and I will win people's hearts for them, build momentum to recruit soldiers, and point the finger at the Central Plains!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian was shocked and rushed forward in an instant, grabbing Fan Shu's wrist with one hand, and his voice was terrifying: "What did you say?"

Fanshu's wrist hurt slightly and frowned and said, "I said they would use my particularity to build momentum in the baptism ceremony to further the enemy's transformation into the Central Plains in order to achieve their conscription goals!"

"The Zen Yin Conference is to prepare for the next division of the army."

Titicaca!

Zhou Jian's fist was pounding, stealing the supplies of the Great Zhou. Are you impatient to build an army now? Cao! He scolded in his heart.

No, they must not be allowed to succeed, and incite countless people from the Western Regions to target the Great Zhou!

"What do they plan to do?"

Fan Shu shook his head: "I don't know. Only three people know about the specific situation of this matter. That is, three great monks from the Buddhist sect, and others cannot know about it."

"Bastard!" Zhou Jian gritted his teeth, his eyes were a little blazing, and suddenly he remembered something again, and said with a sharp look: "Then have you heard of a large number of baggage?"

"Baody?" Fan Shu was surprised, obviously unaware of it, and said directly: "I haven't heard of it."

Although she didn't know, Zhou Jian knew very well that since these old bald donkeys were about to start dividing their forces and establishing an army, the baggage must be there too.

Once they were allowed to establish the army smoothly and wanted to get back the baggage, they had to start a war and snatch the bodies of the Western Regions army. This was a scene that he was extremely reluctant to see.

Now that the news of the captive woman was heard, the enemy's conspiracy for the Nile Baptism Ceremony was known, he did not want to delay and was about to leave immediately.

Behind him, Fan Shu said suddenly: "From tomorrow, I will completely lose my freedom."

Speaking of this, she didn't know what to say. A feeling of sadness and helplessness filled her eyebrows and eyes. The red sand in the center of her forehead made people feel extremely distressed.
Chapter completed!