The raindrops in the sky hit his face, and Zhang Yao, who had just stepped out of the carriage, looked up at the sky, bowed his head and waved his hand to the black-armored warriors kneeling on both sides.

The black-armored warriors followed Zhang Yao's gesture and stood up one by one, holding swords and respectfully guarding both sides. Many down-and-out adventurers shrank in the corners, the heavy rain flowed down the faces of these people, and everyone looked at Zhang Yao cautiously, just like the ancient Changgong was looking at the landlord.

Zhang Yao's gaze swept over the faces of these down-and-out adventurers, and as he stepped out of the carriage with his legs, a pair of arms with red armor rested on Zhang Yao's hands, followed by an umbrella to cover the heavy rain in the air.

Zhang Yao walked towards the Prancing Horse Inn under the protection of an umbrella, and the Ranger Shenwalker leaning against the window in the Prancing Horse Inn was already full of solemnity at this time.

Supporting Zhang Yao was a pale man in red armor, and the Freelander dared to swear by his own name. Swore that his gaze just now was absolutely not wrong, and at the same time as Zhang Yao stepped out of the carriage, this pale man in red armor definitely appeared next to the carriage in an instant, as fast as an instantaneous movement.

Freelander knew what that speed meant, and his right hand was clenched to the hilt of his sword, his eyes staring out the window without moving for a moment.

"Yes!" Under the gaze of the Freewalker, the pale man in the red armor seemed to sense something, and the eyes of the two instantly met in one place.

What kind of gaze is that, as if without the slightest emotion, has the pride of destroying all beings!

The Freewalker hurriedly lowered his head the moment he met his eyes, and in the horror in his heart, he even knocked the wine glasses on the table next to him to the ground.

"Freelander, are you alright?"

Frodo was startled by the sound of the glass tipping to the ground, and he couldn't help but whisper as he watched Freelander's somewhat messy breathing.

The Freelander shook his head, took a deep breath to steady his breathing rate, and barely showed a slight smile on his face: "It's okay, but the person on the other side is so strong, I can feel it!" ”

Frodo stood on tiptoe and looked out the window after hearing Freelander's words, unlike Freelander's intuition, Frodo only felt that the pale man in red armor outside the window looked weak, and his face was even more pale and a little sickly, but this red armor was very good-looking.

"What's going on, Dracula!" Feeling the abnormal behavior of his cheap brother, Zhang Yao turned his head with a puzzled look.

"Your Majesty, there is a human powerhouse in the Prancing Horse Inn!" Dracula replied truthfully, and then seemed to be afraid of being looked down upon by Zhang Yao, and said again: "But Your Majesty, don't worry, this person is by no means my opponent!" ”

"You do things, I don't worry!" Zhang Yao smiled and patted Dracula's hand on his arm, and walked to the door of the Prancing Horse Inn with a question and answer.

"Your Majesty!"

The two black-armored warriors guarding the door respectfully opened the door, Zhang Yao looked down at the remains of the two adventurers who fell in the rain on the side, and instead of entering the inn, he asked, "What's the matter with these two people!" ”

"Your Majesty, these two people are trouble-making adventurers, and they have been corrected by us on the spot!"

The black-armored warrior answered Zhang Yao's question, and Zhang Yao nodded and walked into the inn, not asking too much about these little things.

"Yes, it seems that you don't take my words as wind in your ears!" Zhang Yao, who walked into the inn, looked around, looked at the dozen adventurers in the inn and nodded with satisfaction, and then his eyes stayed on Frodo's group near the window.

The good praise in Zhang Yao's mouth made the black-armored warriors who followed him overjoyed, and these black-armored warriors knelt on one knee and replied without raising their heads: "Your Majesty's order is not to disturb the people, and we swear to obey it!" ”

The black-armored warrior's words were resolute, but Zhang Yao was not satisfied with such an answer, but said earnestly: "It's not enough to just obey, you have to understand my painstaking efforts!" ”

The black-armored warriors lowered their heads one by one and thought about the meaning of Zhang Yao's words, but no matter what they thought, they couldn't think of what the good intentions in Zhang Yao's mouth represented, so they could only bow their heads and remain silent.

With Zhang Yao's words, the eyes of the entire inn focused on him, and Zhang Yao walked to Frodo's table and sat down under countless gazes, looking at the Freewalker in front of him with his hands crossed.

"These people may seem strangers in your eyes, but in my eyes they will eventually become our people!" In Zhang Yao's words, the black-armored warrior whispered his order, and more than a dozen adventurers, including Frodo, were all shocked.

Zhang Yao, who wore a crown, could tell that this was a king as a three-year-old child. And the fact that a king said such a thing in this neutral Brie is a true indication of his ambition.

"Are you right about what you say, King of Gangze, Aragon!" Zhang Yao ignored the angry gazes of the people around him, but leaned back in his chair and looked at the cloaked Freewalker with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

Freewalker's gaze hidden in his cloak was firmly fixed on Zhang Yao, who looked slightly calm with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Freelander grabbed his sword and trotted all the way up to the upstairs room, never looking back.

"Hehe, hehehaha!"

Zhang Yao couldn't stop laughing, and in this loud laughter, Alagon's steps were three points faster, leaving Frodo with a puzzled face.

"You just said that the man's name is Aragon, and he is the king of Gangze?"

Frodo couldn't help but ask after Zhang Yao's smile calmed down, Zhang Yao looked up at the protagonist in the Lord of the Rings in front of him, and nodded untraceably: "Of course, Frodo. Baggins! ”

"Huh!"

With Frodo. When the name Baggins came out, Frodo suddenly took two steps back and whispered in a wary voice, "Who are you?" Why do you know my name? ”

It's true that Frodo is a hobbit, but he's not a fool. Frodo was sure that he would never be in a relationship with the royal family in his life, let alone be noticed by a seemingly powerful human king. He knew that he was just an ordinary hobbit, and if there was anything that caught the eye, it was the ring he was carrying.

Frodo was wary, his right hand reached into his pocket, and he clutched the ring that his uncle Bilbo had given him.

His friend Tuke stood in front of Frodo, and the two little hobbits, who were less than one meter and two meters tall, did not miss the slightest fear under the unkind gaze of many black-armored warriors.

Looking at Frodo's vigilant but unyielding gaze, Zhang Yao was very satisfied. Only a person with a strong mind can resist the temptation of the Ring, and the hobbit Frodo in front of him is obviously very different, and he is the best custodian of the Ring today.

"Don't be nervous, Frodo. I don't pose the slightest threat to you, and I'm here to look forward to a friendly meeting with you! ”

As Zhang Yao spoke, he motioned for the black-armored warriors who surrounded him to retreat, and after receiving Zhang Yao's order, the black-armored warriors who surrounded him slowly retreated. And after seeing these armorers retreat one after another, the nervousness on Frodo's face eased a little, and after a moment of hesitation, he sat opposite Zhang Yao.

Zhang Yao and Frodo sat facing each other at a table, and the two of them looked like they were about to start a business negotiation, but the real conversation was the opposite.

"Do you know what you have in your hand?" With a harmless smile on his face, Zhang Yao lightly pointed at Frodo's hand in his right pocket.

Frodo didn't answer Zhang Yao's words, and Zhang Yao didn't care, but like a storyteller who told a story, he whispered: "That's the Lord of the Rings!" It is called the Supreme All Rings, the Supreme Guiding Rings, or the Supreme Demon Realm Calling the Rings! ”

Zhang Yao's words flashed and thundered in the sky, and Frodo only felt that the ring in his arms was heating up, and a feeling of weakness in his whole body came to his heart.

"Rings! There's a filthy soul trying to take over my ring! ”

On the distant Doomsday Volcano, as Zhang Yao told the name of the Ring, a big brown eye seemed to pass through layers of obstacles and cast its gaze on the distant other side.

"It's the Lord of the Rings calling us!" The Knights of the Ring, who were crossing the Spirits River, also looked in Brie's direction at the same time.

"Enough, you're going to get Sauron's peep!"

An angry roar interrupted Zhang Yao's words, and Alagon, who had gone and returned, strode over, clamped Frodo, who was covered in cold sweat, in his arms, glared at Zhang Yao angrily, and strode away.

"Hehe, this is just the beginning!"

Zhang Yaomu saw the back of Alagon's departure, closed his eyes and smiled softly, and the banter on his face was even worse.