In the long yellow sand, there stands a majestic palace.

At the edge of the palace, the complex formations everywhere keep the environment in the palace very different from the desert, more like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, a small river and a water family: although this home, it is indeed a bit too big.

The dome roof, the leaf-patterned wall, and the esoteric formations under the wall all reflect the dignity of the owner of this palace.

The main road of the palace is paved with gold, and on both sides of the main road, there are animals carved from white marble, each showing its own demeanor.

The book-like palace gate was made of two monolithic obsidians, and the doors were inlaid with a thousand and one precious stones, and the types of gems were different from each other, like stars in the sky, shining on the black doors. And the largest of them is an extremely ordinary piece of Oriental Hetian white jade.

When you enter the gate, you can see a more splendid hall, and basically the furniture as far as the eye can see is made of gold, except for a few things: the dishes and chopsticks are silver, and the bathtub is made of green jade。。。。。。 Oh, of course, there is also such a door, which is made of golden silk nanmu, at this moment, a young man in a white robe with a long body and thick eyebrows and big eyes is standing anxiously in front of the door, and behind the man, there are fifty or sixty big men in black robes with big shoulders and round waists, and the big man has a scimitar pinned to his waist, and the scimitar is like a crescent moon.

The white-robed man circled left and right, and finally stood still, as if he had made up his mind, and said to this door in the standard language of the most standard Huaxia clan: "Honey, so much time has passed, are you still angry with me?" ”

There was no response from behind the door.

"My dear, have you thought about it, this time I'm here with the sixty most powerful soldiers of the Immortal Legion!" The man suddenly yelled.

The Immortal Legion Persia is a powerful heavy infantry unit. It generally served as the Praetorian Guard of the Persian king. These gifted warriors have a well-founded nickname for their eternal life, and although they can be injured in the heat of battle, they can recover quickly without the help of any external force, relying only on their strong physique, and legend has it that they are warriors from the Netherworld, who cannot be killed or defeated. The vacancies left by the fallen team members are filled by elite fighters from other units to ensure that the entire legion is fully equipped for the next battle. They were armed with bows and spears, and in battle, the warriors in front could withstand the enemy, and the warriors behind could easily shoot their opponents with arrows.

"Oh, what do you want?!" With a cold sound, the door suddenly opened, and a woman stepped out of it.

What about women? But it can be said that Fang is away from Liuwu and out of the flower room. But where the line is, the birds are frightened by the trees, and when the time comes, the shadow corridor is reached. The fairy robe flutters at first glance, smells the fragrance of musk, the lotus clothes want to move, and listens to the sonorous sound of the ring. Smiling spring peach, clouds pile green buns, lips blooming cherry blossoms, durian teeth fragrant. The slender waist is Chu Chuxi, the wind dances and the snow dances, the pearl and green shine, and the forehead is full of goose yellow. Haunted among the flowers, it is advisable to be angry and happy, wandering on the pond, if it is flying. Moth eyebrows and smiles, will not say a word, lotus steps suddenly, waiting to stop and want to do. Envy of the good quality, ice and jade, envy of the other of the gorgeous clothes, scorching articles. Audemars Piguet's countenance, fragrant jade seal. The attitude of the beauty is bad, and the phoenix soars. Its primitiveness is like this, and the spring plum blooms with snow. Its cleanliness is like that, and the autumn chrysanthemum is frosted. Its tranquility is like that, and the pine is born in the empty valley. Its glamour is like that, and the glow reflects Chengtang. If the text is like this, the dragon travels to the swamp. If the god is there, the moon shoots the cold river. should be ashamed of Xizi, and he is really ashamed of the princess. Strange, born in which place, where did you come from, believe in it, Yaochi is unique, and Zifu is unique. Who's the truth? The beauty of Rusi is also!

The woman alone looked at the man in white and the sixty Immortal Legion soldiers standing in front of the door, her head held high.

I saw the man in white pull out the scimitar pinned to his left waist, and slashed the knife horizontally: "Please Mrs. parade!" ”

With that, he knelt on the ground, holding his scimitar.

At the same time, the sixty elites of the Immortal Legion behind him also seemed to stomp their feet in surprise, and then automatically divided into two columns and stood straight.

The woman looked at the man in front of her, her cold eyes couldn't help but soften, but she still turned around and walked back into the room.

This time, however, the door was not closed.

"Hah!" The man in white smiled, raised his right hand, and beckoned.

I saw a burly body appear in the hall of the palace, kneeling on one knee.

"Baldia, you go and lead a thousand immortal troops and greet the Great Zhou Tianzi." The man in white said as he walked inside the door.

"Yes, Darius I!" The burly body slowly stood up, staring at the white figure that disappeared behind the door, and his eyes were full of awe.

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"Daughter-in-law?" When Darius entered, he cautiously poked his head over and looked at the woman inside.

"You still know that I am your daughter-in-law!" The woman looked at the man expressionlessly and said.

"Of course!" Darius patted his chest, "I married you from the martial arts king of the Great Zhou Dynasty back then, but I don't know how many sticks I suffered from him." ”

"Oh, that's why you didn't send troops at the time?"

"Of course not, do you think I'm that kind of person? You must know that at that time, Cambyses II happened to be on the expedition to Egypt, and every trace of troops in the country was extremely tense, especially my immortal army, as the strongest army in the country, the king was naturally also closely monitored, and I couldn't send troops, you have to understand me! Darius put his arm around the woman and whispered in her ear.

"But... But my father and my brother are there! The woman's body trembled, growing stronger and stronger, and at last tears flowed down like a flood that had burst its banks.

"Isn't there an ancient saying in your Chinese nation, called: Ji people have their own heavenly appearance. I believe they are Jiren! Darius hugged the woman and gently patted her on the back, comforting her.

"I miss them!" The woman muttered.

"I'll see you again." Darius looked at the person in his arms, his eyes were full of pampering, "In the future, this place will be renamed Dubai, and it will be the city I gave to you!" ”

"What's the use?" The woman rubbed her head against the shoulder of the man in white and asked.

"You have to believe me, in the future, the territory of our Persian Empire will definitely be close to the territory of your Chinese nation, you can go back if you want to go back in the future, you don't need to cross so many small countries, this is my promise to you, the same promise!" Darius said as he stroked the woman's hair.

"Hmm!" The woman said no more, her eyes closed slightly.

"Fei Xinnian, I love you!" The man whispered.

"Me too, Darius!" The woman snuggled, like a kitten, and responded.