Golden Greenery

"It's so beautiful. What kind of flower is this?" the saint asked Yang Yi, looking at the small red flowers on the branches.

The sheep thought for a while and replied: "The Persians call it 'Akademo'."

"It sounds so nice, can I just call it this name? Akademo, it's so beautiful, Akademo."

"Okay, my beautiful Akademo, only this name can match you." Yang Yi looked at her lovingly.

"Thank you, my hero, my Ayang."

This is the story of A Yang and A Ke.

Since ancient times, saints have no names, parents, or even a self. Ever since she walked down Mount Buzhou three years ago, the saint wanted to give herself a name, like other girls. But she has been busy fighting, and she also needs to use the name of the saint to call on the Persians, so she doesn't care.

Until this time, she had given up the saint's scepter and embarked on the road to the East with her sweetheart Yangyi. The saint, who was as happy as a bird, urgently needed a name of her own.

From today on, the saint becomes Akademo. He calls her Ake and she calls him Ayang.

Persians only have first names but no surnames. Among ordinary Persians, they still retain the tradition of naming all men in the family with the same name. Only some upper-class Persians will make a slight difference in naming their descendants, but they also do not inherit surnames.

Akko, Yang Yi, Lindatra, and the last hundred or so people who followed them, had left the hinterland of Persia and arrived in the Hezhong area, which was also under the jurisdiction of the Anxi Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty in the past.

The sheep turned his head and looked at the garland woven with Akademo on top of Akko's head. This flower is called red cardamom in the Central Plains.

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After walking for many more days, they had reached deep into Tochara, which later became known as Afghanistan. After walking a few days further, we crossed Congling and entered the Western Region, not far from the Central Plains.

Although there are only about a hundred people left, the great waves wash away the sand, and those left are the essence, and their combat power cannot be ignored. Not to mention Yang Yi himself, Saint Ake's holy fire bow could kill him with arrows from a hundred steps away. Yang Yi felt that after returning to the Central Plains, Yue Fei, who was known as "invincible in riding and shooting," could broaden his horizons.

Lindatra, who is already twenty years old, has basically reached the strength of the former Deacon Academy in martial arts. Everyone else has no mediocre skills either. A mere team of a hundred people is actually a powerful group of martial artists.

There are men and women in the team, basically half and half. Yang Yi planned to take everyone to the Central Plains and then buy a large manor in Chang'an.

Let everyone live in it, and buy many fields and shops, so that everyone can make a living.

From then on, men and women married, and they could be in love with each other, and they could also fall in love with the people of Chang'an. From then on, free love flourished in the prosperous Central Plains.

Ayang and Ake will not rely on this hundred-member martial arts group to develop into a martial arts sect in the Central Plains. If they have that ideal, they will do it in Persia and Zoroastrianism.

After they have settled everyone down, they will travel around the world hand in hand and become a couple of gods, never to be separated for a moment in this life.

But this requires a lot of money and a lot of gold, but they are very poor now and have to rely on gathering and hunting to eat.

It doesn't matter, Yang Yi plans to return to his old business, because we are a group of martial artists.

On the next journey, there will be people dressed as caravans showing off their wealth, and there will be beautiful women in the caravans to lure pretentious thieves to rob them. Then everyone would rush out in a swarm and rob the unlucky guy.

There have been many thieves on this road since ancient times, and all the people are thieves. The martial artist group will rob all the real and fake thieves, grab food and drink, and rob whatever they encounter. Anyone who is not convinced will be beaten until he does. Tocharo robbed all the way to Lanzhou Prefecture and then stopped. The gold they robbed by then should be enough to buy half of the southern suburbs of Chang'an Prefecture.

Yang Yi's plan made everyone cheer. The game of catching thieves on the boring road was more attractive than the gold itself. Saint Akko and Lindatra were especially excited.

Lindatra is a cute, lively and slightly unruly beautiful girl. She and the saint Ake are sisters. Yang Yi plans to help her find a good man in the Central Plains, preferably as good as Li Xiaoyao.

A Yang and A Ke call her A Diao, although Lindatra doesn't quite want to.

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Before Yang Yi had time to implement the anti-siege robbery plan, they were surrounded by the enemy.

Persia, the moon tribe, Salamon, the envoy of the left side of light.

Yang Yi let out a long sigh. The inexplicable grudge between himself, the Persians of the Moon Clan, and the elders that lasted for more than five hundred years must finally be settled.

Salamon, the left envoy of the Light, his son Salama, many elders and kings on the Holy Mountain in the past, martial artists of all levels, more than 2,000 people. This is the last remaining strength of the Persian Moon Clan, and the last remaining remnant loyal to Salamon.

More than two thousand people, also the elite combatants after brutal fighting, have been waiting for the saint and the sheep in Tochara for more than a long time.

Salamon is a descendant of the Persian hero Huo Shan. The Persian Yue Clan also rose to prominence because of Huo Shan and has been on par with the Japanese for five hundred years. But this Zoroastrian civil war, and the subsequent war that swept across Persia, gave the Japanese Okiri the opportunity to once again destroy the Moon Clan.

Salamon fled to Tochara with the last of his men and tribesmen. Naturally, he will not be willing to sink like this, and he will never admit defeat.

The Saint is Salamon's last chance. If the Saint can be hijacked and used to control Persia, and the Saint's lofty influence and appeal among ordinary Persians can be used, Salamon will have a chance to make a comeback.

If he controls it well, he can even kill the Japanese clan and let the Moon clan rule Persia from then on.

Okili could place his son undercover next to the saint, how could Salamon not have a spy among them. Salamon had already known the eastbound route of Yang Yi and Saint Akko, and he was patiently waiting for them in Tochar.

"Dear saint, you must go back with me." Salamon said: "The Persians are still being oppressed, and the holy religion is occupied by the evil devil. It is your responsibility to go back to let the light shine on Persia again, and let the holy fire burn again in the Holy Land. In the palace."

"Salamon, I don't want to see the Persians killing each other anymore, nor do I want to see the holy religion fall apart." The saint said: "Salamon, give up, take your people to live well, and let them eat You must be well fed and clothed warmly, so that the children of every clan can have meat to eat and milk to drink. Although I am no longer a saint, I will still bless you."

"Come back with me. You will still be a saint. And you must be a saint. This is my order."

Yang Yi walked up to Saint Ake. "Salamon, if you have hatred in your heart, go to O'Kiri and fight with him to the last man. If you still pity your people, then lead the Moon Clan to thrive. It's useless to talk about other things. "

Salamon looked at Yang Yi for a long time.

"Who are you? Now it seems that you came to the Holy Mountain under the pseudonym Xiao Tianzuo twenty years ago just for the Saint. Who are you? Why was the Holy Mountain destroyed and the Holy Fire destroyed after you appeared? Extinguish, Moon Clan Persia..." Salamon pointed at the only two thousand people left around him. "...It's all here."

"Tell me why this is happening? Explain it all or you'll die."

"Okay. Let the Saint and the others go first. I'll stay and tell you slowly."

Salamon smiled contemptuously: "It doesn't have to be so complicated. I'll catch the saint, and I'll catch you too. You can hang me up and tell me slowly."

"Salamon, you talk a lot of nonsense. Let's fight."