Chapter 20： Prince of Persia (1/2)

That night, everyone set meals.

"You talk about you." Li Jinglong held a chopstick and taught him, "Kneeling anyhow."

Mo Zhigen replied: "Where do you think so much?"

Artest said helplessly: "Our family has a franchise, and he didn't kneel when he met Emperor Taizong."

Li Jinglong: "..."

Mo Rigen said: "I don't hide from you, long history, my family also has a franchise. When I met the emperor of Middle-earth, I didn't need to kneel, just pass a thousand."

Li Jinglong looked at Qiu Yongsi, Qiu Yongsi said: "Our family ... the ancestors have been out of the ancestors, you can not kneel ... uh, not kneeling mortal."

Li Jinglong raised his hand, meaning well, anyway, I also knelt, no matter you.

Hong Jun was still eating the pastry, and from the afternoon until the evening, Li Jinglong glanced at him and asked, "Where are you from?"

Hong Jun said: "My father said that our family did not kneel when they saw the Jade Emperor and the Buddha."

Everyone: "..."

"Hong Jun!" The carp demon was holding a meal beside the case, which stopped him from talking nonsense so as not to reveal too much of his life. Hong Jun said again: "But next time you say it in advance, let me kneel. It doesn't matter if my dad knows anyway. My dad didn't know that he was afraid that the kneeling man would die."

Qiu Yongsi suddenly laughed: "Then next time you see a monster, you kneel down with a thump, knock three monsters at the monster, and fold off its Yangshou. "

"Yes!" Hong Jun suddenly felt that it also made sense, and he could try it next time.

"You ..." Li Jinglong was almost intolerable, and said, "Come and eat, Hongjun, don't eat that cake, you can't eat."

"You are too underestimated!" Hong Jun scoffed at Li Jinglong's provocation.

Li Jinglong was always frowning, waking up after a sleep, his troubles were still there. The case of Exorcism Division has not been closed yet. Hongjun ’s flying knife has not been found. Daming Palace will soon have to come to the door to make money. The conversation with Fei Mastiff overheard last night seems to have hidden feelings ... just eat and eat first. After the meal, let's feel full.

When there was no one talking in the hall for a while, it seemed that they had their own thoughts. Finally, Li Jinglong put down the bowl and sighed. Qiu Yongsi went to make tea. Artai smiled and comforted: "Long history, there are no hardships in life, let's talk . "

"What are you going to do again?" Li Jinglong suddenly numb his scalp and said, "No!"

Li Jinglong watched cautiously the subordinates in front of him, for fear of doing something big.

Artest said: "There are some things that you can't always hide from you ..."

Li Jinglong suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, thinking that he was all dead, and said: "Forget it, I'm out of luck, let's say, anyway, my head fell off a big bowl scar."

"It's not that serious." Artest said, "Long history, actually ... I lied to you before, I'm not called Hammurabi. My last name is Isai, and my full name is Tegra Isai, I It ’s not a Thracian, my hometown is in Persia. "

Li Jinglong looked baffled and said, "What happened to Isie? Isie ..."

In an instant Li Jinglong reacted and was shocked.

"You ... you are Sassan ..." Li Jinglong shuddered, "Prince Wang ?!"

Artest said slightly sadly: "It should be called the" former Sassanid Dynasty ". After all, my father, grandfather, mother, family ... have all passed away, leaving me alone."

Hong Jun didn't know what kind of ghost the "Sassan Dynasty" was, but when he heard the death of his loved ones, he still couldn't help but patted Artest on the shoulder to show his comfort.

Li Jinglong was extremely shocked, frowning deeply, and asked, "Why do you ... don't go to see your majesty?"

"The family failed to fulfil their previous promises." Artest nudged his brown curly hair and said quietly, "The great-grandfather lost Anxidu's guardianship granted by Datang in the battle of the pride, and his grandfather borrowed troops from Datang Restoration, the result ... "

"After the result was sent to Tuhuo Luo, the army left on its own." Li Jinglong replied.

Artest was slightly surprised and asked, "Do you know?"

Li Jinglong asked rhetorically: "And then?"

Artest sighed. That year, Isai defeated Persia, the capital was occupied by the great food army, and the royal family began to go into exile. Isai III, also the great-grandfather of Atay, borrowed troops from the Tang Dynasty, placed the Anxidu guard house, and later built the Persian governor's house in Jiling.

But the good times didn't last long. In just a few years, the last territory of Persia supported by Datang also lost ground under the attack of the big cannibals. His son, Artius' grandfather Belus, brought Artay's father Nirvana back to borrow troops.

After Gao Zong Li Zhi dispatched his army, he escorted them back to Tuhuo Luo. After several decades, the previous deployment had already fallen apart and the hearts of the people were scattered. At that time, the leader Pei Xingjian sent the prince of Persia to Tuhuo Luo. go with.

Ni Ni Shi then re-entered Central China, and the Tang Dynasty had already made things wrong. Zhong Zong Li Xian named him as General Zuoweiwei, and no longer mentioned the matter of borrowing soldiers. After only two years, Master Nirvana saw that there was no hope of returning to the country, and returned to Tuhuo Luo. Ten years later, he gave birth to a son named Tegra, which was the Atay in front of him.

From the moment of the Persian annihilation, the four princes of Persia rushed for miles of this wish, from the Western Region to the Middle Earth, and then out of the Western Region. On such an autumn night, it was quite a bit from Atai ’s mouth. Desolate and desperate taste.

"Pei Xingjian is my grandfather." Li Jinglong said suddenly.

Artest: "..."

"I'm sorry about what happened then." Li Jinglong sighed.

"What's with you?" Artest laughed and said, "Instead of me, seeing the hopelessness of the Restoration of the Kingdom, he will not account for the lives of 20,000 soldiers in the Western Regions."

Li Jinglong sighed, and Mo Zhigen replied: "Big food country soldiers are brave and brave. It is not a wise strategy to fight hard and protracted. It must be managed from within."

Artest nodded and said, "Actually, I know that my father had let me give up before he died. He said, 'Artest, I hope you can live your life well and don't spend your whole life like me and your grandfather." ... '. "

At this point, Artest calmed down. After a long silence, Hong Jun said, "But you still hope to do it, right?"

Artest smiled, but there was some sadness in that smile. Hong Jun understands him very well. Just before he went down the mountain, Chongming and Qingxiong had the same expectation for him. Although they all talked about it, Hong Jun felt that he must do it.

It's just that the one who made him sympathize with Artest the most was the one who had hoped for him, and he was already dead.

"How many people are there under your staff now?" Li Jinglong asked, "have you brought them?"

Li Jinglong's words went straight in, and suddenly Artest's eyes ignited hope.

"It's all spitting fire," Artest replied. "There are more than a hundred people, led by a friend of mine."

Li Jinglong screamed heavily, got up and walked out of the patio, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Atai, how do you learn your skills?"

Artai was born at the age of fifty years of Nirvana. Once Zoroastrianism was a Persian state religion, he was naturally replaced after the fall of the Sassanid Dynasty. At that time, the high priest regarded Artai as the only apprentice, and Artai was even more equipped. Controlling the power of the four commandments of fire, earth, thunder, and water, you can also control the hurricane fan. He was regarded as the Prince of Saints in the Restoration and Prosperity, but the high priest died earlier than the Nirvana Master. Now the Zoroastrians still have a lot of leftovers in Middle-earth, but disappeared in the Great Food Kingdom.

"What do you need me to do for you?" Li Jinglong turned and asked.

"I am willing to pay my strength for Chang'an," Artai replied. "Datang is our strongest ally in Persia. I can do anything here. I hope that one day, the Datang Emperor can lend me troops, Let me take me back to reinstate. "

How easy is this? Everyone in the hall knew all about it, not to mention that when the emperor Chaotianzi would not offend the big food country, even if he sent soldiers, how many chances of victory?

"I try my best."

Finally, Li Jinglong said seriously: "But this matter should not be rushed."

Artest nodded and replied: "This time I came to Chang'an, I had already been mentally prepared. Under the heyday, I was exhausted, and if Chang'an Demon King didn't get rid of it, I'm afraid that Datang would have no choice but to borrow my soldiers and horses. Up. "

Li Jinglong frowned instantly: "Demon King?"

Qiu Yongsi said lightly and gently: "Whereever a large number of demon clan gathers, there must be a demon king. Now in Chang'an, there must be two kings. One is in the Ming, but the true dragon emperor is seen today. The other is in the dark. The place is the demon king who governs nearly ten thousand demon clan in this capital city. "

Mo Rigen thought about it and said, "Hong Jun, I don't know, but I don't hide it ... We are all here for this demon king."

"Where is the demon king?" Li Jinglong just asked the exit, and suddenly there was a visitor outside.

"Exorcism Secretary Li Changshi." Lian Hao politely said outside the door, "Dali Temple Huang Yong Huang Shaoqing please."

Li Jinglong's heart suddenly snapped, knowing that the east window of Daming Palace had happened, and everyone looked at each other. When he wanted to get up, Li Jinglong wouldn't let them go, beckoning himself to settle.

"Will he be **** and beaten?"

Hong Jun was terrified when he heard the screams of prisoner abuse when he went to Dali Temple last time.

Qiu Yongsi comforted: "Impossible, I won't be back tomorrow morning, everyone will find a way to go fishing."

"All the money has been spent, such a big deal." Artest said, "How can I get it when I don't know anyone in Changan?"

Mo Zhigen raised his hand with one hand and worked hard to catch a demon. Now he still has to catch his boss. He doesn't know what he did wrong.

"Come!" Artay saw a bit heavy atmosphere and proposed, "Forget those bad things, let me play the first song for you!"