The Human Emperor

Chapter 1,212

Wang Chong’s eyes swept away, and I saw the crowds. Countless charming girls were looking at themselves, and the rings of fire red fire in their hands were very hot. Wang Chong quickly regained his gaze and looked very embarrassed.

If there were Bakhram and a group of insurgents beside them, Wang Chong even suspected that they might all be rushing up, like the first Sassanian girl, offering a wreath to himself and dancing beside him.

Bakhram also saw Wang Chong's embarrassment, and suddenly went up two steps, whispering a few words in the ear of the first full-bodied **** Sasang girl.

"Okay, go!"

Bahram waved his hand, and the Sassan girl smiled and glanced at Wang Chong. If there was deep meaning, then it was like a gust of wind, spinning, jumping, and reintegrating into the crowd. I don’t know what she said to other girls. In the crowd, the girls who were going to come up with the ring of flames like the first girl, after some reluctantly glanced at Wang Chong, continued to turn their heads. Into the crowd of laughter.

"The general, what did you say to them?"

Wang Chong saw this scene and could not stand the curiosity in his heart. Looking to the side of Bakhram.

"Oh, you will know later."

Bahram smiled and his face was unpredictable.

No matter what, without the enthusiasm of these girls, Wang Chong felt a long sigh of relief.

"Let's go, tall people, they are still waiting for us."

Bakhram is in the ear of Wang Chong.

"Oh?"

Wang Chong was very curious in his heart, but he did not ask much. He followed Behram and walked all the way.

This night, Khorasan is destined to be a city that never sleeps, with bonfires and cheering crowds everywhere. However, gradually Wang Chong also found some different places. Although the entire Khorasan people are celebrating, all the people are gathering in a certain direction according to certain rules. The deeper you go in this direction, the bigger the bonfire will be, and the more people will gather around it.

"Arrived!"

I don't know how long it took, all the way and countless crowds pass by, Wang Chong finally saw the center of the celebration tonight. It was a huge temple that had just been built for a few months. From afar, it was brightly lit, and the huge flames passed through the sky, far exceeding all other bonfires.

Around the flames, there are at least tens of thousands of people gathered in the crowds. In the crowd, Wang Chong also saw a lot of Khorasan fighters, insurgents, and Datang soldiers.

“This is our new Temple of Fire and the center of celebration tonight!”

This time, without waiting for Wang Chong to open, Bakhram pointed to the front and explained.

Wang Chong slightly decapitated and looked down the direction of Bakhram's finger. Sure enough, he saw a huge statue of God, which is dozens of feet high and covered with flames.

"Must be that is the Vulcan in the mouth of Bahram."

Wang Chong’s heart is secret. His gaze looked down again. At the foot of the huge statue of Vulcan, he saw several familiar figures, such as Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing. Wang Chong smiled and quickly walked over.

"Wang Daren, you are finally here, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing and others also saw Wang Chong, and Feng Changqing turned his head and smiled. He is ruddy, and in this hilarious atmosphere, he is obviously very happy.

“The Vulcan Festival here is really good. Hundreds of thousands of people celebrate together. Even in Middle-earth, it’s hard to see them. I can join them in this celebration, and we don’t want us to come to Khorasan!”

Gao Xianzhi is also a smile. His gaze looked at the front and it seemed to be completely attracted.

Wang Chong climbed the steps, walked behind the two, looked at Gao Xianzhi's gaze, and saw the center of the temple. Around the huge burning Vulcan, a group of voluptuous **** Sasang girls danced around the Vulcan. And all these girls, like the stars, arched a girl with a golden plaque on her arm, a veil on her face, and an elegant and graceful figure.

Unlike other young girls, this masked girl exudes a strong elegance and noble atmosphere, just like the bright moon in the sky. Her skin is as white as jade, even more chaste than the moon. Anyone who just looks at it can't help but shake his heart and deeply attract it.

"Adia!"

Wang Chong just took a look and was amazed. The girl who was radiant in the middle of the temple was actually Princess Adia of the Sassan Dynasty royal family. When Wang Chong looked at the past, I saw Adiya carrying a few strange metal devices. The device was burning with a flaming flame. When Adia jumped, the flames on the arms and the body also turned. The Adia in the field is like a fairy.

"This is the tradition of our royal family. Every year, the Vulcan Festival must be personally hosted by the royal family!"

A voice came from behind, Bahram boarded the steps and walked up from Wang Chong.

"Oh."

Wang Chong’s gaze flashed and looked at Adi Ya, a fairy in the field, and nodded slightly. This is his first time to participate in the Vulcan Festival, and it is his first time to experience this exotic dance and celebration. Everything gives him a novel feeling, which is totally different from the festival in Middle-earth.

"boom!"

When thinking about it, suddenly, all the celebratory crowds around the Temple of Fire suddenly burst into a thrilling cheer. Wang Chong moved and raised his head. I saw the center of the temple, Adia did not know when to stop, and a samurai general dressed in the field suddenly went to the platform, in the eyes of everyone, a silver-white exquisite, inlaid with red gems The mask was handed over in a respectful manner and worn on Adya's face.

At that moment, Princess Adiya of Sassan, not only did not have the slightest weakening, but added a noble and mysterious atmosphere.

The cheers around the four did not know when to stop, and Adia stood there, a pair of charming beauty slowly sweeping through the crowd, as if looking for something. Wang Chongzhen was self-satisfied, and suddenly saw Adiya's body micro-shock, a pair of charming beauty suddenly locked himself, a faint smile in his eyes.

The next moment, the breeze swayed, and in the eyes of everyone, Adia suddenly moved, and walked straight toward Wang Chong. This is the big out of Wang Chong's expectation, but before Wang Chong reacted, Adiya stood in front of Wang Chong, the beauty of the veins, and suddenly a white softness.

"General, can you dance with me?"

Adia's voice is soft and pleasant, revealing a touching charm, so that people can't bear to refuse.

Wang Chong suddenly stopped, and he did not think that Adia would invite himself to dance. And around the four, suddenly there was silence, everyone looked at Wang Chong, waiting for his answer. Wang Chong instinctively wants to refuse, but when he raises his head and wants to speak, he sees Adi Ya’s enthusiasm, and the countless Khorasans, the insurgents, and even the Datang soldiers and other people’s eyes are not expected. Hesitating.

"Oh, General Wang, as the Romans do, the Vulcan Festival dances in our Khorasan is a normal thing, nothing to be cautious."

At this time, Bachram also suddenly came forward, smiled, said, and gently pushed Wang Chong.

"……Ok."

Wang Chong’s eyes swept across the countless Khorasans, the insurgents, and even the Datang soldiers. They saw their look of anticipation and finally no longer restrained and agreed.

"boom!"

With the sound of Wang Chong, this venue burst into a thunderous cheer, and a cluster of fireworks rose again, and the sounds of various Khorasan instruments slammed again.

Soon, some people stepped forward to put two flame-filled metal decorations on Wang Chong's shoulders. The beating flame was like a star around Wang Chong.

"Princess, actually I can't dance."

Wang Chong went off the court, and some were not.

"It doesn't matter, it's very simple."

Adia smiled and pulled Wang Chong's palm, dragging him all the way into the center of the temple, and beating under the burning flame of Vulcan. Adia's dance, Miao Man, is as noble and elegant as the elves in the fire, passionate and unrestrained, and contains a girl's innocence.

"boom!"

Driven by the dance of Adia, the whole audience boiled, and the crowd cheered with excitement, and even the flames became high. Wang Chong followed Adi Ya's dance and danced slowly. At the beginning, he was a bit clumsy, but after all, he was the top warrior. Gradually, Wang Chong captured the rules and slowly matched the dance of Adia.

"You learn very quickly."

Adia in the eyes of the colorful.

"The princess praised it."

Wang Chong smiled and always kept Adiya at a certain distance.

Unconsciously, the atmosphere of the festival is getting higher and higher, and the atmosphere of the party has reached its peak with a loud drum sound. In an instant, on the edge of the temple, everyone entered the scene, and with the excitement of the Vulcan Festival, all the Khorasans, the Rebels, and the Datang Warriors, including Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, Cheng Qianli, Xi Yuanqing, etc. People have also joined this grand festival. Countless people cheered and twirled, and their faces showed joy and joy from the bottom of their hearts.

"Adult, can you dance with you?"

When the center of the temple was beating, there was a strange sound coming from Wang Chong’s ear. Wang Chong turned his head and saw an unfamiliar Khorasan standing in front of himself and making an invitation. It turns out that Adia is just a lead dancer. After the dance, it is the second stage. Everyone participates in the party and exchanges the dancers at will.

"it is good."

Wang Chong smiled and nodded.

One, two, three..., the party entered, everyone was integrated into the celebration, and the dancers were constantly exchanged. Wang Chong looked at the surrounding face with a simple, kind, fully sinking into the festive atmosphere. Everyone is simply enjoying this festival and the joy of victory.

Wang Chong looked at these joyful and joyful smiles. Gradually, as if he understood something, he completely let go of his mind and immersed himself in the joy of this festival.