"Do you know what it's called?"

Hearing Lu Yang's words, Xavier was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about the cross blade in her hand, she frowned slightly, and said, "Of course." ”

"Calikar, right?"

Xavier glanced at Lu Yang deeply, she couldn't figure out this person's intentions at all.

"yes, how do you know?"

Lu Yang chuckled, "Not only do I know what it's called, I also know how you got it." ”

Seeing the immediate look of wariness in her eyes, he shook his head: "Don't be nervous, I said, I'm not interested in it, and besides, it's destined to belong to you." ”

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out later."

Sivir said disdainfully: "Pretending to be a ghost!" ”

Lu Yang didn't mind either.

"So." Her expression became serious: "Who the hell are you?" Why save me? ”

"My name is Lu Yang, I'm just a passing traveler, as for why I saved you......" Lu Yang raised his eyebrows: "I'm willing, is this reason okay?" ”

"Anyway, I owe you my life, and you can just say what you want." Sivir said, apparently she didn't believe the reason.

"You've already been paid."

Satisfy your own bad taste and add a bit of color to the boring journey.

Sivir did not give up, still staring at Lu Yang seriously.

Lu Yang waved his hand, his tone was casual, and he said as he walked out: "Okay, you are a mercenary, then you can serve me for free once in the future." ”

"Yes."

Sivir breathed a sigh of relief.

Creak.

Lu Yang pushed open the door and glanced back.

"Goodbye, then."

Seeing Lu Yang's figure disappear completely, Xavier muttered suspiciously, "Strange person." ”

She touched her chest, the horrible wound had been stitched up, and, with her vast experience, she could immediately tell that the best wound medicine was being used.

"It feels terrible to be in debt."

Sivir let out a heavy breath and closed his eyes.

After two major battles in a row, and she was seriously injured, she really ran out of oil and dried up, and what she needed most now was to heal her injuries first, and as for the rest, she could take her time.

……

Leaving Sivir's room, Lu Yang left her behind.

As he said, saving her was really just his thoughts, and there was no other reason.

In fact, even if there was no Lu Yang, Sivir would have been able to escape today. His move only changed the process, and in terms of results, it was no different.

He didn't go to his room, but turned and went downstairs.

Kennesser at night, there are no lights on the street, there are no people, it looks like a ghost town, but not all, there is always something different.

For example, bars.

The first half of the night is when bar business is at its best.

And just downstairs from them is Kennesser's best bar, the Swan Bar.

Because of Sivir's matter, Lu Yang didn't even have time to eat, so now he naturally wants to go down and take a look.

"Another keg of beer!"

"I heard that Amumu has reappeared."

"It is said that the Laxia caravan encountered a swarm of Milos and there was nothing left......"

"Fuck it!"

"Cheers!"

As soon as Lu Yang approached, there was a noise in his ears.

There are voices of drunkenness and madness, there are also harsh scolding voices, and there are voices discussing true and false gossip.

Lu Yang's arrival was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without causing any waves.

He found a vacant seat in the corner, asked for some food and drink, and listened to the other people's chats as he tasted them.

While it's mostly unnutritious braggart, there are a few interesting pieces of news.

For example, about Amumu.

A man claimed to have met Amumu on the way, but none of his companions would take his word for it, and they were arguing over it.

A bearded man with a vicissitudes of life poured a sip of wine and shouted, "John, don't brag, Amumu is just a legend!" ”

John, a slender young man, glared at the bearded man, "That's just you don't know!" ”

The bearded man took another sip of wine.

"Then tell me, what does Amumu look like?"

John snorted coldly: "Let's just say, Amumu is very small, and his body is covered with blue-gray bandages......"

The bearded man interrupted, "All of them know it, can you say something new?" ”

John choked on his face with some embarrassment, and he was so frightened that he didn't look closely.

"Hahaha." The bearded man laughed, and his voice was full of mockery: "Rookie, the most important thing in the desert is to be down-to-earth, don't always think about using some messy things to attract people's attention!" ”

"You're ......," John's face flushed with anger.

The companion next to him hurriedly played a round game: "Okay, George, don't say it, John may just be nervous and misunderstood." ”

The bearded man, George took another big sip of wine and said indifferently, "I'm just teaching the rookie so that he doesn't die early in the desert." ”

John gasped, and although his companion was trying to persuade George, he didn't believe him either.

After two sips of stuffy wine, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"I remembered, I remembered!"

George and the others looked at him.

John stood up directly excitedly: "Amumu...... Amumu has been crying, and his tears are so poisonous that even the sand has turned black everywhere he passes! ”

"Keep making it up, how can any sand be poisoned?"

"I can show you there!"

"Rookie, your head is broken, the desert will not leave any traces!"

……

The quarrel between George and John continues.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yang's mouth, maybe John hates George to death now, but from the perspective of a bystander, he found that George seems to be sneering, but in fact he secretly teaches him the experience of survival.

It was a really interesting scene...... It proves that sometimes, seeing is not necessarily believing.

Regarding what John said, George didn't know if he believed it or not, but he felt that he might not be lying.

First of all, Amumu does exist, he is not a false legend, Lu Yang is very sure of this.

Secondly, John's description of Amumu's tears made Lu Yang feel very similar to one of his skills, the aura of despair.

"Could it be that Amumu is nearby?"

Lu Yang was a little moved, but he still pressed it down.

Now his main task is to improve his strength as soon as possible, and the matter of finding Amumu will be left later.

The mummy of the dead, Amumu, the loneliest hero of the Alliance.

Thousands of years of searching, but always alone.

Amumu has always longed for friendship, but he carries a deadly curse and virus on him, and being touched by him means death.

Lu Yang wanted to know, could the poison on his body poison himself? If not, where will the fate of Amumu, who has a friend, go?

Thinking about it, a little loneliness appeared in his eyes.

For Amumu's loneliness, Lu Yang has a sense of empathy.

In the Land of Runeterra, he always felt a sense of detachment, often feeling like a lonely ghost wandering in another world.

The reason why Lu Yang's attitude towards Jinx, Xavier and others is very different from that when he faces ordinary people, is because the interaction with these heroes can make him feel a trace of connection with his previous life.