Chapter 197: Chino III

After the carriage appeared, a magic circle also appeared in front of another man in a robe, and then Zhang Yang had an extra pair of shackles on his hand and was forcibly handtrained.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yang looked at the three people in front of him with an unkind face, did he regard himself as a prisoner?

Zhang Yang didn't act rashly when he didn't understand the language, because he didn't know how strong this human being who belonged to the wizarding world, what their background was, and what their level of civilization was.

Therefore, Zhang Yang finally adopted a wait-and-see attitude, first inquired about the situation, and then made a conclusion.

Because he was just here to ask for directions, and he didn't mean anything else.

"Kulawa, murderous power. The leading man said lightly.

Then armor guards with guns appeared around, one of them grabbed one of Zhang Yang's hands, and then led him towards the city.

And these three people sat in the carriage, and the box behind the carriage was very large, even if it could accommodate ten people, it was more than enough.

"Mouth horse, Lao Tzu walks, you take the carriage, wait for me, and I want you to look good when the time comes. Zhang Yang sneered.

He now has the strength to break free, and even with his current strength, it is very simple to destroy a city, with one step, a hundred miles will collapse in an instant, and all buildings will no longer exist.

There are also spells, if Zhang Yang uses the fireball technique infinitely and Sanyang Kaitai, this seemingly huge city will no longer exist.

But Zhang Yang was not a murderer, and if he did, at least 80 percent of the people in the city would die.

However, he has always insisted that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, even if he is being tortured now, it is these three people who hold a grudge.

Slowly walking into the city, Zhang Yang looked at the surrounding buildings in amazement.

I saw that the buildings here are all in a floating state, without contact with the inside, a little similar to the ancient buildings in the West, but not exactly, the buildings here are a little more exquisite.

And the ubiquitous trapeze, yes, they're all flying in mid-air, holding something like a book in their hands.

And Zhang Yang was handcuffed, and the outfit on his body was very different from theirs, and his appearance was also the same, which attracted many onlookers.

He has black hair and wears short-sleeved shorts for a modern person, which looks out of place with the blonde hair and robes here.

So, Zhang Yang soon heard the discussion of the people around him, and they pointed at Zhang Yang, their faces full of curiosity.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, like watching a monkey, Zhang Yang feels that he is now a species that has never been discovered, being watched by onlookers, pointing at him.

As he walked on, Zhang Yang saw an incomparably magnificent palace, guarded by countless armor-clad guards, and a man with a stick in his hand patrolling back and forth.

When approaching the palace, two guards blocked their way, only to see a hand stretched out in the carriage, giving something similar to an identity certificate, the guards looked at it, and then looked at Zhang Yang with an unkind face, and then chattered a lot, and talked to the man in the carriage.

After a while, the guard nodded, and then let a few people in.

As we walked towards the palace, every now and then the patrolling people would stop and watch.

Not long after walking, Zhang Yang finally stepped into the main hall, which was also very grandiose, surrounded by many murals, all of which were angels with wings, as well as old men holding magic staff and mopping the floor with a beard on their faces.

There are many seats next to the main hall, which look like ancient dynasties, and in the middle there is a throne, which is empty, but Zhang Yang knows that the master of this kingdom will sit here.

Coming to the throne, the two guards forcibly wanted Zhang Yang to kneel, but Zhang Yang seemed to be like the King of the Ming Dynasty, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't make him comply.

In a fit of rage, they stepped on Zhang Yang's joints, but they screamed and almost broke their bones.

"Hula kawa, shrimp red times. The unknown bird language came from their mouths, Zhang Yang smiled coldly, and said secretly: "You want me to kneel?

A man kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents, if it is his own king, Zhang Yang may still consider it, but the king of this other world, Zhang Yang really has no respect at all.

From their style, he can see that these people are very domineering, at least there is no courtesy towards outsiders.

The three of them stepped down from the carriage and waved the guards to stop, so they obediently picked up their spears and stood straight next to Zhang Yang, staring at him with unkind faces.

The spell came out of their mouths, and a magic array appeared in front of them, and a burst of light shot out, flying towards the depths of the palace.

After a while, Zhang Yang saw an ordinary old man walking out of the depths of the main hall, but the outfit on his body gave him a kind of majesty that was not angry and arrogant.

Wearing a crown, a scepter inlaid with precious stones, a mighty cloak, and beside him was a very beautiful woman, also wearing a crown, and if I guessed correctly, these two were the king and his wife.

The strange thing is that the two of them are not accompanied by any guards, and judging from the momentum on his body, he is just an ordinary old man.

But Zhang Yang did not despise this, after all, this is a country that uses magic, he must be careful, just in case, after all, I have seen it on TV, people who use magic can easily steal other people's memories with a wave of their fingers, and with a wave of their staff, it is very weird.

After the king came to Zhang Yang, he sat on the throne, while the queen next to him stood quietly and seemed to keep a smile on her face forever.

Several people began to communicate, and the expression on the king's face did not change much, and then he nodded, and the staff in his hand was gently towards Zhang Yang.

A golden light flickered, and he looked at the king warily as something appeared in his mind.

"What is your name, a guest from afar?" asked the king.

Can you understand? Zhang Yang looked at him with some doubts, could it be that just now he was teaching language?

What kind of supernatural power is this? Could it be that it's just magic?

Thinking about it, Zhang Yang still replied: "My name is Zhang Yang, and I am from somewhere else. ”

"What do you want to do when you come to my kingdom?" asked the king.

"I just happened to be passing by to ask for directions. Zhang Yang replied.

"What do you want to know, this friend?"

"I wanted to know that there was a vast desert with my friends there, and I wanted to go there. ”