Three days later.

Province of Sardis, Palace of Darius.

Feng Dust wondered why Darius was not in Persepolis in the Persian Empire, but had traveled thousands of miles to the province of Sardis, near the Aegean Sea.

Little Artemisia's illness was cured by those Ahura believers the day before yesterday, but there was a little problem, which was enough to give him a headache for the only person who couldn't let go of Sealing Dust in this world.

Took down a washed clean and shiny fruit from the table in front of him and handed it to Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia's calm eyes showed a slight hint of joy, stretched out his hands around Feng Chen's neck, and then sat in Feng Chen's arms before he was willing to pick up the fruit.

This is not in accordance with etiquette, Feng Chen apologized to Heratia sitting next to him, the day before yesterday in the face of Darius's questioning, Feng Chen had to take out the unstable portal again to divert his attention, the result was that Feng Chen was invited to Darius's palace, and this stay was three days.

Although there is the company of the beautiful Heratia by her side, but this time Xiao Xia and Feng Chen have the same hatred, Feng Chen is always careful to stay away from Heratia, these three days Heratia has always been harassing Feng Chen, Feng Chen basically did not sleep well, either night attack or invited herself to her bedroom for a drink in broad daylight, several times Feng Chen was almost breached the city gate, and Xiao Xia always stared at Heratia beside her with hostility, once she had any deviant actions, Xiao Xia's eyes always showed a trace of sharpness and dissatisfaction.

"Your Excellency, I am not your lover." Feng Chen covered his forehead and said helplessly, at this time, he would rather go back to the original battle with the mother zombie for three hundred rounds than face Heratia again, but the clue of the task is still on her.

"Oh? My lover? Looking at the behavior of the child covering his forehead, Heratia pursed a charming smile, like a poppy in the swaying wind, charming and dangerous.

"What bothers you so much?"

"It's you!" Little Artemisia's small mouth was full of food, and she looked at the bewitching slut in front of her with dissatisfaction.

"Adults talk, children don't interject."

……

Feng Chen ignored the bickering of the two, this is the first time in the past few days that he doesn't know.

At this time, Antu walked in from outside, first bowed to Heratia on his knees, and then stood up and bowed slightly to Feng Chen.

"Lord Darius, the king is invited!"

Feng Chen put Xiao Xia in his arms beside him, got up and moved his numb body in the past few days, and the "click" sound of bone activity sounded all over his body, and then touched Xiao Xia's head and said softly:

"Xiao Xia, I'll go meet the bearded emperor. Don't run around here, I'll be back in a moment. ”

Then he said to Helatia with a straight face: "Please trouble Your Excellency the Holy Maiden to take care of Xiao Xia." ”

Heratia nodded, but Xiao Xia didn't raise her head and dragged the corner of Feng Chen's clothes, this is not a day or two, since Xiao Xia was cured of her illness that day, the old man in black robe told Feng Chen about Xiao Xia There are two very serious problems, one of which is that she relies too much on Feng Chen, no matter where Feng Chen goes, what she does, even if it is to sleep and eat, Xiao Xia will not leave a step, only when Feng Chen goes to the toilet, she will leave half a step and wait quietly outside for Feng Chen.

Seeing Feng Chen's helplessness, Antu said: "The king allows Your Excellency to meet with Xiao Xia. ”

Xiao Xia raised her cute head, looked at Feng Chen with a pair of big watery eyes, and said clearly, "If you don't hold me, I'll cry to you."

Feng Chen felt that he was becoming more and more like a dad, he saved Xiao Xia at the beginning, alas, to save people to the end, and sent Buddha to the west.

Holding Xiao Xia through a garden, the sun pierced Xiao Xia from opening her eyes, Feng Chen blocked Xiao Xia's forehead with his hand, Xiao Xia was expressionless, and then turned around and kissed Feng Chen's forehead.

Feng Chen didn't think about it so much, anyway, there have been many times in the past few days, Xiao Xia proudly raised her beautiful eyebrows at Feng Chen, and Feng Chen shaved Xiao Xia's white and tender nose, Xiao Xia showed a smile with satisfaction, this is the way the two have communicated in the past few days.

Bypassing countless dark sentinels and levels, a palace appeared in front of Feng Chen's eyes.

This is a fusion of Egyptian, Babylonian, Greek artistic achievements, it has a unique majestic and magnificent style, the high platform made of huge stones, although it does not have the metal technology of modern architecture and the unique style of Gothic architecture, but it is self-contained, surrounded by dozens of quaint and magnificent giant stone columns, most of them take the sacred cow as the column head, the rest has long been corroded by the years, the relief carvings of the surrounding walls are delicate and vivid, this huge palace is more magnificent than the temples of Ahura and Angela that Feng Dust has seen.

An exotic and extremely tall building, it seems to incarnate a hundred-meter-high giant holding a giant soldier, the relief is his tattoo, the tall staircase is his feet, the stone pillar is his finger, and the dust is as small as a grain of rice in his eyes.

A majesty belonging to the emperor rushed to his face, Feng Chen put away his smiling face, straightened his clothes seriously, and at the same time put down Xiao Xia and helped Xiao Xia tidy up his clothes.

This has nothing to do with faith, but the respect that Feng Dust should have for a great emperor, which is the courtesy that a person should have.

Antu stopped.

"Lord Darius, please come in!" Antu has not given Feng Chen a good face since he didn't succeed that day.

Feng Chen ignored him and stepped in.

The eyes were full of luxury, and Darius sat on the throne in the middle, and at this time he did not have that majestic momentum, like a middle-aged man at home, amiable.

"Praise be to the gods! Praise the Great King! Feng Chen bowed, and Xiao Xia next to him also bowed down to learn to seal the dust, and quietly repeated the words of Feng Chen.

"No need to be polite. I heard that you came all the way to this land just for the tears of Angra? Darius said straight to the point.

"Yes, noble King of Persia."

After a slight silence, Xiao Xia was attracted by the relief on the wall next to her, and was looking intently.

"As you know, Angra's tears are a sacred relic for Angra's followers, and your exchange, although equivalent, is still not as important as the holy relic, do you understand what I mean?"

Feng Chen's heart was like a bright mirror, how could he not know that once he took away Angra's holy relics, not to mention the commotion of Angra's believers, it was enough for Darius to drink a pot to appease the Angra believers in the entire Persian Empire, you must know that there are more than 100,000 temples in the entire Persian Empire that can be recorded, not to mention some small places that are not recorded, among which there are 40,000 temples in Angra, and there are countless believers. Moreover, the Persian Empire advocated freedom of belief, which will only increase.

"Venerable King, there is an old saying in my homeland." Feng Chen's eyes were blazing and he looked at the emperor in front of him.

Darius said expressionlessly, "Speak! ”

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister!"

The atmosphere instantly froze a lot, and Feng Chen could feel Darius staring at him with a cold face, but Feng Chen was not afraid at all, looking at him, Xiao Xia was slightly uneasy, hiding behind Feng Chen, and tightly tugging at the corner of Feng Chen's clothes.

"Haha!!" After a few moments, Darius burst into laughter, and a sense of heroism was evident.

"Interesting, interesting, I'm interested in your hometown!"

Feng Chen is helpless, you can't get over if you are interested, not to mention a series of insurmountable moats in his homeland, that is, the army of the Persian Empire is too small in addition to miscellaneous troops and cannon fodder, and now his hometown is estimated to be in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and at the same time, Feng Chen's heart also has a trace of interest, and I don't know if the Persian Empire's undead army is powerful or the iron cavalry of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period is more powerful.

"Guards! Serve! Darius waved his hand, "I'm going to have a good chat with you today!" ”

Feng Chen was also infected by Darius's heroic bearing, and the two smiled at each other, sat down and talked to each other.

From astronomy to geography, from history to philosophy, from religion to mythology, from Persia to the whole world, Darius was more than once impressed by Feng Chen's insight and knowledge, and Feng Chen was also admired more than once by Darius's bearing and the wisdom and knowledge of the ancients.

This is a conversation between the past and the future, this is a conversation across dimensions, this is a conversation that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

And Xiao Xia had already fallen asleep, lying on Feng Chen's lap and holding a beautiful saliva.

At night, Feng Chen put the sleeping Xiao Xia in the house, and stood quietly on the roof alone.

The night is like a black canvas, the stars are its embellishments, the bright and flawless moon is the center of this painting, Feng Chen has never seen such a huge moon, as if it is in front of your eyes, with Feng Chen's eyes, you can even easily see the crater on the surface of the moon.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing the short hair that had not been cut for a long time, and the black coat that simulated the black light virus.

After staring at it for a long time, Feng Chen suddenly remembered a book he had read, which said:

"There are only two kinds of world that can shock me, one is the supreme moral code, and the other is this starry sky above my head."

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, shuttling thousands of years to come to this world, Feng Chen was a little homesick at this time, thinking that a few days would be the death day of his parents, his thoughts were like this night wind, I don't know if I can float to another world.

Heratia gazed at the dust from the stone pillar of the dust room, for some reason, she felt that the figure in front of her was out of place with her own world, and even the whole world, from the first day she became the saint of Angela, the god she served told her that one day someone of the same faith would come here, and that person would be her final destination.

Could it be him?

Heratia was confused, and when he first appeared in front of her, she immediately recognized him as him, so she thought that it was fate.

"You're here?" At some point, Dusty appeared beside Heratia, quietly looking at the person in front of him.

Heratia put away her thoughts, and did not show a trace of charming expression, just stared at Feng Chen.

Under the moonlight, the charming Heratia seemed to be a different person, and her charming face was covered by the bright moonlight, like an incomparably holy nun.

A little piety, a little purity.