"What do you mean, what does it mean forever?"

Zhou Jian waved his hand and said, "You don't understand even if you say it."

"You!" Wuyang felt insulted, and became angry, his cheeks flushed, and his fists were clenched white.

"Also, I and the twenty-three tribes are not cooperative. They all surrender to me and bow to the Great Zhou. Don't make any mistakes about this." Zhou Jian said again.

Wuyang understood in an instant, his eyes were dissatisfied: "Do you want me to surrender to you?"

"Yes." Zhou Jian grinned: "This is your best choice. Of course, you have another way to choose."

When she heard the word surrender, she subconsciously became furious. No man dared to talk to her like this. And she was a man so much younger than herself. She was a female monk in Wuyang! A woman who once called the wind and rain on the land of the Western Regions!

"Other way, what road?" She suppressed her anger and curiously. As the negotiations deepened, the paleness and weakness on her face disappeared a lot. At a close distance, this woman was well maintained.

At the age of forty, and in such a harsh situation in the Western Regions, how can you be more beautiful than a flower!

Many people don’t understand that women of this age are the most lingering.

Zhou Jian raised his lips, and a wicked smile rose, and he deliberately said, "The other way is..."

He elongated his voice, Wuyang's majestic oval face kept changing, thinking that he would say another way was death, but in the end, Zhou Jian blurted out!

"That's right, let's have a sleep with me!"

It would be so great to say this to the female monk Wuyang who is respected by everyone in the Western Regions.

"What did you say?!" Wuyang was shocked and ran away instantly. His voice rose. His beautiful eyes flashed with a huge anger. Even his bright black hair rolled with the night wind, looking like a big devil.

The Qingtianwei on the side noticed something was wrong and immediately approached. As long as Wuyang dared to take action, they could suppress it as soon as possible.

"Ahem, don't you understand?" Zhou Jian not only did not restrain himself, but instead took a step forward and kept testing Wuyang's bottom line.

Only in this way can she be tamed by shattering all her pride.

"You are looking for death!" Wuyang gritted his teeth and his face was full of anger. Zhou Jian, a shameless and despicable person, dared to make such a request to her. She is the largest female monk in the Western Regions!

In her life, she enjoyed the worship of thousands of people, but she didn't expect that Zhou Jian's courage was so big and so rampant!

"Do you want to do it? Think about it clearly first, whether you can kill me! My conditions have been made, you can choose yourself. I am a relatively open-minded person, it depends on your own." Zhou Jian looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and could be called a mudslide in the negotiating world.

Wuyang was furious and wanted to kill Zhou Jian! She felt a great humiliation.

But she was not stupid. She glanced across the blue sky guards around her on the verge of storm. She knew that as soon as she took action, she would be suppressed immediately. Suddenly, she felt a sense of powerlessness.

Gradually, he realized that he had no capital to bargain with Zhou Jian at all.

But she was unwilling to accept that, her fists were clenched, her knuckles turned white, and her eyes kept flashing cold.

Long, long!

Her anger was finally swallowed by herself!
Chapter completed!