He looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a white shirt and a pair of Persian bloomers, with a fair complexion, short chestnut-colored hair slightly curly, a handsome face, a pair of light brown eyes with a smile in it, and a delicate and sweet smile on his lips as soft as roses.

The god of lights is actually a super cute little boy. Completely subvert my imaginary image of a giant.

"Are you a god, a ghost, or a demon?" I swallowed and slowly calmed down.

He smiled sweetly, "Master, I am the god of lights, and you are the one who lifted my seal." ”

Lamp...... The god of lights? god！ Is there really a god of lights?

I quickly recovered from my shock and suddenly it occurred to me that it would be nice to have an obedient servant, and that I could have whatever I wanted. My heart suddenly became excited, and I looked at him and said, "Then do you want to listen to me for everything?" ”

"Yes, master, I belong to you."

"Alright, then you can get us out of this place first."

“…… I can't. ”

"What, mana is so weak?"

"I, I'm just a little god."

"Okay, then it's simpler, and it's easy to eat."

"I—I can't do it."

"So what the hell will you do!"

"I, I'm not going to ...... anything"

What? I glared at him and said angrily, "Won't you dare to call God anything?" "How did this useless lamp god get mixed into the promising professional team of God?

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he said in a low voice: "I don't want to be a god either, it's because it's too useless that I was sealed in this lamp by my father." ”

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I said, "It seems good to stay in this lamp." ”

"No, since the master has lifted my seal, I will follow the master." He said with a resolute expression.

"I don't want it, do you want me to walk around with a copper lamp every day." I immediately refused.

"I can be attached to my master's belongings, not necessarily to the lamp." He was still resolute.

"I—no—yes." I gave him a blank look, and I didn't have any spells, so I didn't want to be too burdensome.

His eyes turned even redder, and he suddenly grabbed my sleeve and cried, and replied, "I want to follow the master, I want to follow the master......"

I suddenly thought it was funny, how can this little handsome guy look like a puppy......

"If I am abandoned by my master, I will definitely be sealed by my father again." He looked at me sadly with those big beautiful eyes, looking pitiful.

No, my heart is going to soften again...... Resist, resist...... No more...... I sighed helplessly and said, "What's your name?" ”

“…… It's called the god of lights. ”

"Please, this name is not for you, so let's call it Xiaodeng."

"Little light, nice name, thank you master!" He immediately burst into tears and laughed, and a small swirl of wine immediately appeared on his lips.

How could I meet such a lamp god, but if the lamp god follows me for the time being, then the story of Aladdin and the magic lamp will be gone? No, no, how could this little lamp in front of you be the powerful lamp god in Aladdin...... It must not be the same god.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the girl's soft voice, and the small light disappeared immediately. I didn't bother to ask where he was possessed, so I hurried over, and the girl had already opened her eyes, and she reached out and gently removed the veil.

Is this even the appearance of a country and a city? Her forehead is white and delicate like Chinese ceramics, her eyebrows are curved like a crescent moon on Eid al-Adha, under her long curved eyelashes are a pair of dark and moving eyes, her ruddy mouth is like a ripe Persian cherry, and her plump breasts are like a pigeon ready to fly.

"Aren't you the girl just now, thank Allah, you're okay." She smiled and sat up.

"Just now, I'm sorry, if you hadn't tried to save me, you wouldn't have been swept up here by quicksand." I said embarrassedly. "It's okay, you don't look like you're a local, do you?" She looked at me. My heart moved, couldn't I just ask her where this is? "Excuse me, is this far from Baghdad?"

"You're going to Baghdad?" She smiled and said, "This is the Ashsham desert south of Baghdad. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it's not far from Baghdad.

"By the way, looking at your appearance, are you from the Tang Kingdom?" She asked suddenly.

"Ahh I nodded.

Her expression became obviously happy, and she said: "There are many Tang people who do business in Baghdad, but most of them in Baghdad are men, and it is rare to see Tang women. She paused, a sweet look appeared on her face, laughed again, and said, "Tang people are very good. As she spoke, she stood up, looked around, looked around with a worried face, and said, "Looks like we're trapped here."

"Don't worry, I have a solution." I smiled at her and said, "I learned some spells in Datang, so it should be no problem to go out." ”

After speaking, I took out the charm and recited the incantation, the charm turned into a silver rod and fell into my hand, I took her hand and said softly, "Close your eyes." ”

The silver rod flew out and began to spin, and the sand above my head flew with the rotation of the silver rod, and kept being sucked in, and in a short time, the top of us was suddenly clear, and the silver rod flew back into my hand, and carried us out of the sand hole. ====================================== dust storm has stopped, the desert at this time is quiet, looking into the distance, the sunset is no longer dazzling, red hanging in the sky, the afterglow is sprinkled on the endless desert, the eyes are full of demure and gentle light, and the terrifying scene just now is completely two worlds.

"Are you alright?" I looked sideways at her.

She nodded and said, "In the name of Allah, I sincerely thank you for saving me." ”

"No need, if you didn't want to save me, you wouldn't be affected by me."

"By the way, what's your name?" She looked at me with a smile.

"My name is Hagakure, what about you?"

"My name is Oleye."

Oleyere? The name seemed a little familiar, and my eyes suddenly widened, Oleye, isn't that the key person in this mission? It can't be such a coincidence, maybe it's the same name and surname?

"Oleyet-princess?" I asked tentatively.

A look of surprise crossed her face, and she said, "How do you know I'm a princess?" ”

I immediately jumped up, "Princess? Are you really a princess? The daughter of today's caliphate? ”

She obviously thought I was surprised by her honorable status, and smiled, "I'm a princess, yes, but I still want to be friends with you." ”

It turned out that the girl in front of her was really Oleye, as if it had traveled through time and space, this was the first time she had directly seen the client's previous life when she had just arrived here, and her luck was really good this time. But looking at her beauty so much, has she made a deal with the devil?

"I'd love to be friends with the princess, but why are you here?" Now, of course, I'm going to get involved with her as much as I can.

"I went to a neighboring country to do some errands for my father, but I didn't expect to come back and encounter a dust storm. The squires who followed me were all swallowed up in sand. She glanced ahead and said, "Father knows that I will come back today, and he should send someone to pick me up, so don't worry, someone will come soon." ”

I am not surprised by her words, although modern Arab women are heavily shackled, but in the early days of the Abbasid dynasty, women enjoyed a lot of freedom, and noble women like Ole were quite powerful in the affairs of the state, and Arab girls often went to the battlefield to direct battles.

This situation lasted until the end of the 10th century, when the status of women plummeted due to the excessive number of concubines by men, the relaxation of sexual morality, and excessive luxury, and the strict system of boudoir life and the absolute segregation between the sexes became commonplace.

As we were talking, suddenly the sand and dust were rolling not far away, the yellow sand was flying, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, and I faintly saw a group of people and horses galloping in this direction in the misty sand and fog, and many black flags were waving in the wind in the yellow sand, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Xiao Yin, great, look, my brother is coming to pick me up in person!" Ole stood up excitedly, jumping and shouting.

Brother? Since she is an Arab princess, isn't her younger brother - an Arab prince? ======================================= blink of an eye, the group stopped in front of us.

"Harun!" Ole had already run forward.

The young man on the horse wore a black cufie mixed with silver threads, a few strands of dark brown hair leaked from under the cufi leaves, dancing gently in the wind, his waist was equipped with a half-moon scimitar, a pure black tight robe showed his intact and slender figure, like a vigorous cheetah ready to attack, the malt complexion added a bit of wild beauty to him, but his face was not a pure Arab appearance, and his beautiful and deep facial features had a little Greek sculpture-like delicate outline, Only those scorching dark eyes reminded people of the proud eagle flapping its wings and flying over the desert.

Very much in line with ...... The title of Prince......

"My sister, are you alright?" He asked eagerly.

"I'm fine, Harlan." O'Leye seemed to like his younger brother named Harlan.

"Thank Allah." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Wait, Harlan? Could it be Harun Rashid?

Harun al-Rashid, the fifth Abbasid caliph, was born to Mahdi the Abbasid caliph and his mother was a Greek slave girl. I heard that he has been talented and intelligent since he was a child, both civil and military. He led two expeditions to the Byzantine Empire, and the Byzantine regent, Eleni, was forced to beg for tribute. In recognition of his military exploits, his father bestowed on him the title of "Rashid" (i.e., the Upright) and made him the second crown prince. During the 23 years of his reign, the country was strong, economically prosperous, and culturally developed.

History and legend unanimously acknowledge that the most glorious era of Baghdad was the reign of Harun al-Rashid.

No wonder his appearance is so handsome, it turns out that he is also a mixed race of Eurasia. Looking at his age, it seems to be about the same.

Just as I was looking at him, he also glanced at me, then turned to Oleer and said, "Sister, who is this ugly monster?" ”

"Bang!", a loud bang slammed into my head, ugly? Is he talking about me? My head is buzzing, a little dazed, ugly? Where am I looking ugly? Since his debut, he has never been called an ugly monster.

I'm shocked again...... Self-confidence was badly hit by this stinky Arab man......

"Harun," Olleer stopped him with his eyes, and said, "It's up to her to save me this time, and I'm going to take her back to the palace with me." ”

"What?" He looked at me condescendingly and said, "Take her back?" You could see the reluctance on his face.

"Yes, I'm going to take her back." Ole Ye smiled at me again and said, "Xiao Yin, would you like to go back with me?" ”

I nodded immediately, although this Prince Harlan is very unpleasant, but the task is important at the moment, I must firmly follow Princess Oleye.

Ole Ye turned over and got on the horse, and said to Harun: "Harun, you take Xiao Yin." ”

Harlan looked at me with a proud look on his face and said, "Sister, you are not mistaken, I will not ride with the ugly monsters." ”

"You're endless, where am I like an ugly monster!" I finally couldn't help but stare at him and said angrily, what prince, I bah.

He kept that condescending posture, a mocking smile on his lips, and said, "Where? I think it's ugly from head to toe. ”

This man is really, really underwhelmed......

"You're no better, you're covered in black like an owl." I replied in a low voice that only I could hear. If it weren't for the fact that I was close to Oleye, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to him.

"Harun, we need to get back to Baghdad sooner." A hint of impatience flashed across Oleye's face, and she looked at the sky, as if she was a little anxious. I suddenly remembered her deal with the devil, which had to be melted and re-forged every night, and my scalp tingled at the thought of this.

Harlan rode up to me, and before I could react, he grabbed me by the collar and lifted me onto the horse.

"Hey, why are you so rude!" I turned my head and said angrily.

"Sit tight, ugly monster, thank Allah, you actually have the opportunity to ride with Prince Ben." He flicked his whip and the horse galloped away.

What a super arrogant, super hateful man, patience, Ha Yin, must resist the urge to punch him.

Pale green camel thorns, dark green date palms stand straight on the yellow plains, as the speed of the horses gradually slows down, the surrounding green gradually increases, the original scattered date palms on the bank of the Tigris River slowly connect into a green wall, the dazzling light and shadow reflected by the river water from time to time shake out of the cracks in this wall, and some people wearing Arab costumes appear on both sides.

The mystical city of Baghdad is right in front of you.