The most greedy time-travel in history: the history of a fortune-loving little woman

Chapter 173 The identity of the kidnapper ([-])

The woman who spoke should have been covered by someone.

But that's enough.Tang Shanshan finally remembered. Aza was one of Zhuotu's five personal army leaders.

Could it be that Zhuo Tu kidnapped him?This was Tang Shanshan's first thought after recognizing Aza, and then Tang Shanshan couldn't stop laughing at her absurd idea, Zhuotu didn't seem to need to do this.

Besides, even if Zhuotu had some ulterior motives to kidnap or even kill him, there were plenty of soldiers available on the grassland, so why risk exposure by letting Aza, whom he had met several times, go out.

Then the only reasonable reason is that Aza colluded with others and kidnapped himself in order to achieve the purpose of their plot.

However, she has seen Aza's loyalty to Zhuotu.In the minds of Aza's soldiers, Zhuo Tu was the only master and the object of allegiance to the death.

Who is so powerful that he can persuade Aza to betray Zhuotu.

What is so powerful that it can make Aza betray his vows and beliefs in order to achieve his goal.

Things are getting more and more complicated.

Who is the real mastermind behind the scenes?

There was another chirping of birds, Tang Shanshan could hear that Aza was reprimanding other women, and the woman made excuses from time to time.

Then the surrounding fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Shanshan suddenly smelled the smell of food, and only then did Tang Shanshan realize that she was starving.

The top of the wooden box moved.

Tang Shanshan hurriedly forced herself to slow down her breathing, closed her eyes and remained motionless, as if she was still unconscious.

"Azha is just too careful, there is no way this Han girl will wake up." Tang Shanshan heard a person speak, and then the wooden box was opened.

The light was still dim, and a gust of cold air hit Tang Shanshan's face.

Tang Shanshan didn't dare to move. The man just now spoke the common language of the grassland, and Tang Shanshan could basically understand it.

Something cold came up to his nose, followed by a sickening stench.

Tang Shanshan couldn't bear it anymore, she sat up suddenly and began to retch.

The person next to the wooden box "hehe" smiled.

"Miss Tang, I'm sorry, I invited you here like this, and I didn't entertain you well, so please forgive me." The man changed into blunt Chinese and said to Tang Shanshan with a smirk.

It was a man with his face covered. Tang Shanshan looked up and only saw a pair of eyes.

(End of this chapter)