Wang Chong scanned the crowd and saw that countless charming girls were looking at him, the fiery rings of flame in their hands and their eyes scorching. Wang Chong quickly looked away, an embarrassed expression on his face.
If not for the fact that Bahram and the rebel army were at his side, Wang Chong suspected that they would all rush forward and, like the Sassanid girls at the start, offer up their rings of flowers and dance around him.
Bahram could also see Wang Chong's embarrassment. He suddenly took two steps forward and whispered into the ear of the first voluptuous Sassanid girl.
"Okay, go!"
Bahram waved his hand, and the Sassanid girl glanced meaningfully at Wang Chong. Then, like a gust of wind, she spun and leaped back into the crowd. Wang Chong didn't know what she said to the other girls, but the other girls who had been prepared to offer their Halo of Flame glanced at Wang Chong with some reluctance before turning around and blending back into the laughing crowd.
"Great General, what did you say to them?"
Wang Chong couldn't help but be curious at this sight. He turned to Bahram.
"Haha, you'll know in a little while."
Bahram faintly smiled, an unfathomable look on his face.
No matter what, without the passionate entanglement of these girls, Wang Chong breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Let's go. Lord Gao and the others are still waiting for us."
Bahram whispered into Wang Chong's ear.
"Oh?"
Wang Chong was very curious, but he didn't ask any questions and followed Bahram.
On this night, Khorasan was destined to be a city that never sleeps. Bonfires and cheering crowds could be seen everywhere. But gradually, Wang Chong began to notice something different. Although all the people of Khorasan were celebrating, they were all gathering in a certain direction according to a certain pattern. The further they went, the larger the bonfires and the more people there were.
"We're here!"
After a long time, passing by countless people, Wang Chong finally saw the center of tonight's celebration. It was a huge temple that had just been built a few months ago. Looking from afar, it was brightly lit. The huge flames reached the heavens and the earth, far surpassing all the other bonfires.
A sea of people had gathered around the flames, numbering in the tens of thousands. Wang Chong could also see many Khorasani warriors, rebels, and Tang dynasty warriors.
"This is our newly built Fire Divine Palace, and it is also the center of tonight's celebration."
Without waiting for Wang Chong to speak, Bahram pointed forward and explained.
Wang Chong slightly nodded and followed Bahram's finger. Sure enough, he saw an enormous statue of a god several dozen feet tall, its entire body covered in flames.
"That must be the Fire God that Bahram spoke of."
Wang Chong quietly said to himself. He looked down and saw several familiar figures at the foot of the Fire God statue: Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, and the others. Wang Chong faintly smiled and quickly walked over.
"Lord Wang, you've finally come. We've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, and the others also saw Wang Chong. Feng Changqing turned his head and smiled. His face was ruddy, and it was clear that he was particularly happy in this festive atmosphere.
"The Fire God Festival here is truly not bad. Even in the Central Plains, it's rare to see hundreds of thousands of people celebrating together. To be able to participate in this celebration with them makes our trip to Khorasan not in vain!"
Gao Xianzhi also faintly smiled. His eyes were focused forward, and he appeared to be completely entranced.
Wang Chong ascended the steps and followed Gao Xianzhi's gaze. In the center of the Holy Temple, around the burning statue of the Fire God, a group of enchanting and sexy Sassanid maidens were dancing and singing. All these maidens were like stars surrounding the moon, surrounding a graceful and graceful maiden with a golden bracelet on her arm and a veil of beads on her face.
Unlike the other maidens, this veiled maiden exuded a dense and noble aura, as dazzling as the bright moon in the sky. Her skin was as white as jade, even brighter than the moon. Anyone who glanced at her couldn't help but feel their heart waver, deeply enchanted by her beauty.
"Adiya!"
Wang Chong only needed a glance to be flabbergasted. The dazzling maiden in the center of the Holy Temple was Princess Adiya of the Sassanid Dynasty. As Wang Chong looked over, he saw that Adiya was wearing several strange metal devices on her body, all of them blazing with flames. As Adiya danced and spun, the flames on her arms and body also began to spin, making Adiya seem like a fairy.
"This is a tradition of our imperial household. Each year, the Fire God Festival must be personally presided over by the imperial household!"
Bahram's voice came from behind him as he ascended the steps and walked up from behind Wang Chong.
"Oh."
Wang Chong's eyes flashed as he gave a slight nod to the fairy-like Adiya. This was his first time participating in the Fire God Festival, and also his first time experiencing such exotic dances and celebrations. Everything gave him a novel feeling, completely different from the festivals of the Central Plains.
Bang!
As he was thinking, the celebratory crowd around the Fire God Temple exploded with heaven-shaking cheers. Wang Chong raised his head. At the center of the Divine Temple, Adiya had stopped at some point, and a Sassanid general in splendid attire suddenly walked up to the altar. Under everyone's gaze, he respectfully handed over an exquisite silver mask inlaid with red gems and placed it on Adiya's face.
At this moment, Sassanid Princess Adiya's beauty had not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, it had added a noble and mysterious aura.
The cheers had stopped at some point. Adiya stood there, her mesmerizing eyes slowly sweeping across the crowd, as if she was looking for something. While Wang Chong was flabbergasted, Adiya's body trembled as her enchanting eyes locked onto him, a hint of joy in them.
A moment later, in a gust of wind, Adiya moved, walking straight toward Wang Chong. Wang Chong had not expected this, but before Wang Chong could react, Adiya stood in front of Wang Chong, a tender look in her eyes as she extended a slender, snow-white hand.
"General, can you dance with me?"
Adiya's voice was gentle and pleasant, suffused with a heart-tugging charm that made it impossible to refuse.
Wang Chong was stunned. He had never imagined that Adiya would invite him to dance. All was quiet as everyone stared at Wang Chong, awaiting his answer. Wang Chong instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he raised his head and was about to speak, he saw Adiya's passionate gaze and the expectant gazes of the countless Khorasani, rebels, and even the Tang dynasty soldiers, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
"Haha, General Wang, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Dancing on the Fire God Festival is extremely common in our Khorasan.
There's no need to be so reserved, "Bahram said with a smile as he stepped forward and lightly nudged Wang Chong.
"… Fine."
Wang Chong's gaze swept over the Khorasani, rebels, and even the Tang dynasty soldiers. Seeing their expectant gazes, he finally relaxed and agreed.
Bang!
With Wang Chong's voice, the crowd exploded with thunderous cheers. Fireworks once more soared into the sky, and various Khorasani musical instruments once more began to play.
Someone quickly stepped forward and placed two blazing metal ornaments on Wang Chong's shoulders. The dancing flames revolved around Wang Chong like stars.
"Princess, in truth, I don't know how to dance."
Wang Chong awkwardly walked off the stage.
"It's fine. It's very simple."
Adiya sweetly smiled as she took Wang Chong's hand and dragged him to the center of the temple, where he began to dance beneath the blazing statue of the Fire God. Adiya's dance was graceful and noble, like that of a fire spirit, bold and unrestrained, and also imbued with the purity of a young girl.
Bang!
Inspired by Adiya's dance, the crowd erupted in cheers. Even the flames in the room burned brightly. Wang Chong slowly followed Adiya's dance. At the start, he was rather clumsy, but he was still a top-class martial artist. Gradually, Wang Chong grasped the rhythm and began to match Adiya's dance.
"You're a very fast learner."
Adiya's eyes shone.
"Princess praises me too much."
Wang Chong faintly smiled, maintaining a certain distance from Adiya.
The festive mood continued to soar. Boom! With the beating of a golden drum, the mood of the evening party reached its peak. In a flash, everyone began to enter the Divine Temple, dancing to the fervent music of the Fire God Festival. All the Khorasani, rebels, and Tang dynasty soldiers, including Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, Cheng Qianli, and Xi Yuanqing, began to participate in this grand festival. Countless people cheered and danced, joy and joy appearing on their faces.
"Milord, may I dance with you?"
As he was dancing in the center of the temple, Wang Chong suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice at his ear. Wang Chong turned his head and saw an unfamiliar Khorasani standing in front of him and extending an invitation. As it turned out, Adiya was only the lead dancer. After the lead dancer was the second stage, in which everyone would participate in the evening party and switch partners.
"Okay."
Wang Chong faintly smiled and nodded.
One, two, three … the evening party entered its climax, with everyone immersed in the festivities and constantly switching partners. Wang Chong looked at the pure and kind faces around him, completely immersed in the festive mood. Everyone was simply enjoying the festivities and the joy of victory.
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