King Arthur smiled, stretched out his right hand, several fingers trembled slightly, and a cloud of purple qi rose in his palm.

If you look closely, in this cloud of purple gas, it is like a movie, and the image of the character appears.

Dai Lan calmly watched coldly.

That's the pattern, the British Gallery. Two large sarcophagi lay quietly in the middle, and there was no one in the hall.

The thick stone pillars around it stood majestically and overwhelmingly. Wide floor-to-ceiling windows with translucency. Come in a few rays of fire.

The screen flickered, and about a dozen well-dressed people with glasses ran in at a speed.

Apparently they were anxious and ran out of breath. His face was extremely solemn, and no one spoke.

Dai Lan looked at the person in the purple mist very familiarly, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

At this time, several people in the crowd took out knives such as hammers and machetes, and even two people took out pistols. They rushed to the two coffins in unison, doing their best to destroy them.

Dai Lan's heart moved, could it be that this picture is what happened just now? The people of the Sain League got the news and tried to destroy King Arthur's sarcophagus and crown. He made a closer look, and there was no Joyna in it.

"Ahh This, this! It's them! ”

When the fat man saw this, he suddenly screamed, and he was so surprised that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

After half a minute, the fat man muttered, "Brother Dai, I remember, I saw those people running to the British exhibition hall in the morning, these people in the fog." ”

Then the fat man's words made Dai Lan desperate: "Also, just now, the zombies who attacked us were their ......"

Dai Lan also felt it in his heart, he was clever, reached out and grabbed the fat man's neck, gritted his teeth and asked, "You fought with the zombies just now, did you see that purple-haired little girl?" ”

The fat man swallowed and shook his head blankly.

Pictured. There was a strange scene.

Those with weapons in their hands had just touched two sarcophagi, but they were both catapulted back. One of them fired two shots, only to be hit by a reflected bullet.

Before they could comprehend, layers of gray gas were released from Geraint's sarcophagus, gradually forming the cloud-flying male lion.

The lion roared, its sharp claws fluttering, and it stomped on the heads and bodies of these people.

Exactly at the same moment, projected from the window. The lightning flashed and flashed, and in terms of time, it happened to be the beginning of the end of the world, similar to the time of the EMP wave.

Looking at the attackers again, they completely lost consciousness, dropped their weapons one after another, and ran around with their heads covered.

Their eyes were bloodshot, their teeth were gritted, their faces were hideous, and they fled in all directions.

Although there is no sound in the picture, the fat man and Dai Lan can feel the scene of these people howling.

After a short time, a girl appeared in the picture.

Bright purple curly hair, sportswear tightly wrapped around the delicate body, a pair of toned legs, staring at small patent leather shoes. In the dark blue eyes, there is a sense of perseverance.

Joyna!

Dai Lan's heart flipped over, and his face was covered with a layer of frost. If Joyna had any strengths and weaknesses and didn't want to fight for her life, she wouldn't be able to make Arthur and this Geraint knight have a good time.

King Arthur laughed, flapped his fingers, and spun in mid-air, and the smoke immediately dissipated.

"You! What happened to Joyna? Dai Lan's cold words did not carry any trace of emotion.

At the same time, the young man's hand was secretly resting on the Thor's blade.

His momentum of destruction surprised Arthur.

But there was only a hint of surprise, and this look flashed, and the old fox Arthur soon returned to a state of mystery and incomprehension.

He glanced at the knight Geraint and asked slowly, "My loyal Geraint, what did you do to that girl?" ”

Geraint looked very proud, and replied in a mocking tone: "My dear majesty, that girl is of a noble status, and I have no right to hurt her. I just teleported her back in time. ”

After speaking, he glanced at Dai Lan provocatively, and said, "Otherwise, how can this Dai Lan son be willing to do things for us." Ha ha! ”

King Arthur nodded in satisfaction, without saying a word, but snapped his fingers again.

The purple mist slowly came out again, revealing a very special picture.

It's hard to describe what's in the purple air.

It's not modern at all, it's like an ancient bazaar. The quaint cobbled streets are bustling with people. All of them were white Westerners, some in shiny armor, many more in coarse linen. The streets are lined with vendors doing business.

If you look closely, you can see one or two small bars around the corner, and a few old men with big beer bellies at the door whistling at the foreign women passing by.

There was a commotion in the distance, and pedestrians were forced to retreat to the sides. It turned out that there was a convoy of horses passing by.

The horses are all the best jujube red horses in the Western Regions, with blood-red manes glowing in the sun.

Each steed sat a knight in silver armor. With swords and curved shields in hand, they stared off into the distance with no regard for looking down at the untouchables beside the horses' hooves.

The fat man muttered a few words in a low voice: "The knights here look like they are twenty-five or eighty-thousand, but their equipment is much worse than that of Geraint......"

Knight Geraint apparently heard the fat man's words, and pursed his lips slightly, and that disdain and a visceral sense of superiority came to him.

Dai Lan glared at the fat man, and there were three words in his heart: sycophant!

Behind these knights was an extremely luxurious carriage.

Agarwood is staggered and intertwined, erecting an elegant sedan car. The sedan curtain is made of precious silk and embroidered with exquisite English roses. At the very top of the carriage, the family logo is painted in color, and it is three male lions!

The civilians all hid to the side, their heads and glaring at the carriage greedily. Several young men, blushing and biting their lips, did not say a word, and they all wanted to look at the girl in the car, even if it was a glance.

It must be the most beautiful princess in the world.

Suddenly, the sedan curtain rolled, and the delicate and white hand opened a gap, revealing a beautiful face that is unparalleled in the world.

Purple curls with a delicate silver tiara. Under the thin curved eyebrows, a pair of blue beautiful eyes exude endless spirituality. The long eyelashes look a little naughty. The slightly thin pink lips are slightly upturned to form an elegant arc, and greet the people below with a smile.

Those civilians, all drunk.

The fat man suddenly realized, turned his head to Dai Lan and said, "This, isn't this the little girl in the morning!" How did you go to ancient times? ”

Seeing this, Dai Lan knew in his heart that something was wrong, could it be that King Arthur had traveled Joyna back to ancient times?

As if he had seen through Dai Lan's thoughts, the corners of King Arthur's mouth twitched. He moved, smiled meaningfully, and the purple smoke vanished.

For a long time, King Arthur nodded and said lightly to Dai Lan: "Young man, let's make a deal." ”