"The Emperor of the Great Zhou?" She sneered, not taking it seriously at all. Will there be emperors in the world who take such danger? And aren't they all arrogant? How could they travel thousands of miles to save ten thousand inconspicuous Han women?

Zhou Jian touched his nose and thought to himself, why no one believed him?

She didn't say much and left quickly. She was very uneasy. She had to go back quickly, otherwise it would be a dead end if it was exposed.

After walking away, she turned around from afar and looked at Zhou Jian. Her eyes were full of hatred. No one had ever dared to treat her like this!

"Your Majesty, this girl doesn't look like a good person. Do you really want her to leave?" Yang Wei murmured while riding a horse.

"She can't make any big waves." Zhou Jian said lightly, withdrew his eyes and ordered: "Go!"

"yes!"

Everyone clasped their fists, smiled on their faces, and immediately rode their horses and rushed into the night.

This is a joy of the success of the plan and the life after the disaster. Everyone has put in full force to stay away from the Nile River, a place of right and wrong.

Of course, leaving the country is successful. After a whole night of travel, I did not encounter any danger again. The road Wuyang pointed out is indeed the easiest way to get out of trouble.

However, things were not as smooth as expected, and leaving the country was full of crises.

In the entire desert, the Buddhist sect called on countless believers, tribes, and scimitars to issue rewards for Zhou Jian's head. The news spread quickly. It can be said that the entire desert was mobilized overnight!

The Western Regions desert is so big and the weather is so bad that humans cannot fight against. Zhou Jian and his party cannot stay away from the crowd. On the afternoon of the next day, in order to replenish water and food, and let the horses rest, they could only carefully approach the nearest desert market.

As we moved forward, the weather was calm, and more than 30 people were broken into pieces, purchasing food and collecting water sources, in an orderly manner.

But the accident also happened at this moment. A little boy in ragged clothes and at most ten years old was covered in dust and hungry.

He saw many packages on Zhou Jian’s horse’s back and rushed forward: “Master, give me some food. Please, give me some food. I haven’t eaten for several days.”

Zhou Jian frowned and saw that he was pitiful, so he took a naan and a piece of meat from his bag and a small piece of silver for him.

Unexpectedly, the child saw Zhou Jian being generous and didn't want to leave after taking the goods. He hugged the horse's legs and knelt on the ground: "Master, take me with you, I'll be a slave for you, I can do anything, please."

Seeing his voice getting louder and louder, he rolled around on the ground and made a tantrum, a blue sky guard stepped forward: "Boy, don't be ungrateful, leave yourself!"

As he said that, he stuffed another piece of jerky for him.

"No, no, my master, I beg you, take me with you!" The child struggled. In the Western Regions, boys of this age were very wild and struggled constantly, which attracted many people's attention.

Zhou Jian frowned. He only had so much to do. Although not every Western Region is a bad person, at present, he didn't want to be a savior, which hurt the team.

As soon as he moved away his gaze, the child struggled and grabbed the outer cloak of a Qingtian Guard directly with his hand, revealing the wound wrapped around the bandage and the lancet hidden around his waist.

Qingtianwei was shocked and immediately covered him, but he was still seen by the little boy. There was a hint of panic in the little boy's eyes, a long knife, a wound... This is not a businessman!

Zhou Jian frowned, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes instantly. In different places in the Western Regions, anyone could become the eyes and ears of the Buddhist sect.

The little boy froze, kept retreating, at a loss.

"Your Majesty, he saw it." Yang Wei frowned.
Chapter completed!