Saeko is undoubtedly beautiful. From the wonderland Ionia to the magnificent Freljod Tundra, almost no girl can have the temperament of Saeko.

She stood there, quiet, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with her. She just walked over with the man beside her and took a look, and would stay with her forever, not knowing when it would end.

Well? That man? Yasuo's eyes froze. He seemed to have subconsciously ignored this person just now. Why?

Mo Tie stretched out his index finger and pushed the glasses on his nose. Only then did he have the opportunity to take a good look at this legendary hero.

It is indeed legendary. In Mo Tie's memory, in the entire League of Legends and all the original heroes, there is no longer a characteristic like Yasuo.

There are fierce roaring like the "Raging Knight" Krel, confident and crazy like the "Rampage Loli" Jinx, and firm and determined like the "Power of Demacia" Garen, but no one has a strange aura from his name to his sitting posture in the original painting, "pretending to be like the wind, always accompanying me".

Even after entering the game, except for the neurotic artist "playing master" Jin, no one was as sexy as him, and people thought of Gank at a glance. This characteristic is really confusing.

Yasuo in front of Mo Tie's eyes had not been combed for a long time, and he casually tied his hair behind him with a hairband. The long sword in his hand was covered with gaps and sparse scratches. Obviously, he had experienced countless battles.

Yasuo stood there in a defensive posture, and he could not take care of the two people on the edge of the oasis lightly. In fact, since he accidentally stepped into this desert, he had fewer pursuits against him. No one was willing to destroy his life in the endless sea of ​​sand before he saw 500,000 gold coins.

But these two young people who seem outstanding should not be included in this list. If they come for their own heads, it would be another fierce battle.

Yasuo glanced at the blade in his hand slightly and sighed silently in his heart. This ordinary steel sword was almost at the end of his life.

Although he had the rewards of many killers in his arms, it was impossible to find an excellent blacksmith in this deserted place.

At this time, a man crawled out of the collapsed ruins tremblingly, and was an old middle-aged man.

"How could this happen? My tavern!"

The man wailed and fell to the ground in despair.

Mo Tie moved, he walked here, ignored Yasuo, who was standing with a sword, and asked the middle-aged man, "Boss, do you have food in your tavern? I can pay you gold nuggets."

The middle-aged man seemed to see the sunshine of hope in an instant, and was excited, and turned over and got up. He said hurriedly: "Of course, of course, what do you need for a guest? Although this place was destroyed, there are still many hidden goods in my basement."

"No matter how much you have, I'll want it all."

Mo Tie said, waved his hand, Saeko behind him took out a gold brick the size of a human head from somewhere, "Are these enough? There is still not enough."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and grinned, "Enough is enough, these are enough, you can wait a moment, I'll move it out for you."

As he said that, he got into the basement from the spot without looking back, not paying attention to the culprit who had just destroyed his house.

Yasuo felt so embarrassed for the first time. He looked at a wooden bowl that was overturned to the ground in the ruins, which contained the vegetable soup he had just drunk, and now he had fed this oasis.

"Dear guest, all the inventory is here." The middle-aged man panted and pointed at the "small hill" he brought up from the ground, and asked politely, "Do you still need a batch of camels? Otherwise, it would be difficult to take away so many things. My camels are very cheap, only..."

"No need, we can take it away ourselves." Mo Tie stopped him and continued.

At the same time, a strange sound of "tuktu" came from the sand dunes over there, and a large-capacity sand truck drove over automatically.

"Bang."

The rear door of the car automatically opened, revealing the empty space inside. Obviously, it is more than enough to hold this hill made of food.

Yasuo looked at everything in front of him calmly, but he was a little anxious. He had not prepared the next rations.

It can only be said that Mo Tie's movements were too fast and his work was too big, which instantly emptied all the inventory in this oasis.

It will probably take two months to wait until the next caravan comes again.

Thinking of this, Yasuo had to take the initiative to go forward and spoke to Mo Tie: "You... OK, can you sell some of these foods to me?"

Mo Tie was directing the middle-aged man to move all the food into the trunk. When he heard Yasuo’s question, he looked back and thought for a while and said, “Do you know this desert? If you can take me out, I can share some food for you.”

The middle-aged man carrying food stopped moving and started to do it without stopping, without saying anything.

Although he is the person who is most familiar with this area, he definitely does not want to be involved with the man holding the sword. The mercenaries who died at his hands just said that this guy is a cruel murderer.

Yasuo frowned and said with a little hesitation: "I am not familiar with this desert, but I have a map in my hand that I prepared before entering the desert, but..."

Mo Tie smiled and said readily: "That's okay. Just have a map. It's much better than me wandering around. You can get in the car."

Yasuo looked at the big iron lump next to him, hesitated for a while, and then got up.

After a while, everything was moved, and piles of food were placed at Yasuo's feet. Mo Tie closed the back door and the rear compartment fell into darkness.

Hum? It seemed that some coolness appeared. It was a cool breeze coming from the front. Yasuo keenly noticed the changes in the air in the carriage, but he did not feel that the cold air was poisonous. It must be just used to cool down the food and delay their corruption.

"Crash." The window between the front of the car and the car was opened, and the half-person-high window suddenly penetrated into the sunshine of the Shurima Desert. Yasuo's face did not change at all, his eyes contracted slightly, and his hands tightened to prevent any accidents.

"Hello, I don't know what your name is yet?" Mo Tie held the steering wheel and turned his head to ask Yasuo behind him.

"My name...my name is Yasuo."

"My name is Mo Tie. Are you here to explore Shurima too?" Mo Tie asked naturally.

Yasuo lowered his head, without answering, instead asked, "Exploration? This strange carriage... are you from Piltwolf?"

"No, we come from a peaceful place and rarely encounter fighting, killing," Mo Tie said with a smile.
Chapter completed!