Breaking the Masked Man

Yellow sand!

It's all yellow sand!

Yao Yan led Ling'er through the desert, wandering aimlessly under the setting sun. His expression gradually became numb, and some of his original thoughts disappeared with the scorching sun. Compared to those distant plans, he felt that what he needed to consider most at the moment was how to cross this desert, find a human city, and then determine their current location.

As for everything else, it all has to take a backseat.

He walked step by step into the distance, leaving a trail of footprints on the sand, which were quickly wiped away by the wind and sand.

After a while.

Yao Yan lay in the shade of a rock, admiring the afterglow of the setting sun, while pondering a problem: he didn't have much water in his storage ring, and if he continued to lose his way in this desert, he might very well die of thirst.

The thought of this possibility made his lips twitch involuntarily, and he no longer felt that he was lucky.

Even leaving him in the wilderness would be far better than leaving him in the desert.

After a night's rest, I'll find a good spot tomorrow and give it my all... Yao Yan closed her eyes and made a decision.

"嘤嘤~"

Ling'er lay listlessly in Yao Yan's arms, her big ears drooping, her tongue lolling out. She let out two weak cries, indicating that she was very thirsty and almost dying of thirst.

Yao Yan grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up. Looking into her bright, watery eyes, he said speechlessly, "You've almost drunk all the water. Save it, or we'll both die here."

He couldn't understand why a strange fire would be thirsty in the desert and look like it was about to die.

Outrageous.

Ling'er let out a weak cry, indicating that she was really about to die.

The acting is top notch.

Yao Yan rolled his eyes, ignoring the little guy, and put him back in his arms. At the same time, he tilted his head back and wondered if he could give up his physical body and become a soul like Yao Lao if he really died in the desert, hide in the storage ring, and then have Ling'er carry the storage ring and run towards the outside world.

With Ling'er's body being a spirit of strange fire, there's no way this little guy could have died here.

……

While Yao Yan was lost in thought, a group of people suddenly appeared in his field of vision in the distance.

This group appears to be escorting a group of snake-people slaves.

"Hurry up, all of you!!"

"Faster!!"

"What are you dawdling for? Do you want to be sun-dried into jerky? Hurry up, all of you!!"

The mercenaries guarding the snake people along the way kept waving their whips, looking fiercely at the group of snake people who were chained up, constantly urging and scolding them. The hot and dry desert weather not only made them irritable, but also made them almost impatient.

I wish I could return to the base right now and drink a few mouthfuls of the cool spring water.

In this desert, water is clearly more attractive than anything else.

Suddenly, one of the snake-people staggered and fell to the ground, seemingly having no strength left. Its voice was weak and pitiful, with a hint of pleading, as it said, "Could you... give me some water?"

"Water? You want water?! My mouth is dry, get up if you don't want to die!!"

The guards watching over her had no interest in appreciating the snake-woman's beauty, not even a thought of admiration. They kicked her while urging, "Get up if you don't want to die, or I'll beat you to death!!"

He was so thirsty that he had no other thoughts but to get back to camp as soon as possible and have a good drink of water.

As for the beautiful snake woman?

We're practically dying from thirst, we don't have the energy to care about these things anymore.

A burly figure appeared beside him without his noticing, grabbed the henchman who was about to crack the whip, looked at him coldly, and warned in a deep voice, "Don't ruin her face, she's worth much more than you!"

"Boss, isn't this urgent? I understand!"

The younger brother chuckled dryly and replied.

"no next time!"

The burly leader snorted coldly, then flung his underlings aside. He stared intently at the snake-woman lying on the ground, his Adam's apple bobbing. Putting everything else aside, this snake-woman he had unexpectedly captured was truly stunningly beautiful. In all the years he had captured snake-women, this was the first time he had found such an exquisite snake-woman beauty.

Whether it's her figure, her face, or her temperament, she is absolutely stunning.

If you take a snake-man of this caliber to a big city, he'll definitely fetch an astronomical price, and you might never have to worry about making a living again.

However, the leader was also clear-headed and knew very well that this behavior was somewhat suicidal.

If you're lucky enough to make money, you also need to be lucky enough to enjoy it.

Rather than selling it himself, it would be more appropriate to give this snake-woman beauty to the leader of the stronghold.

Ordinary people have their own way of surviving.

Of course he is no exception.

What a pity... The leader sighed inwardly. If he hadn't known that secondhand items were worthless, he would have really wanted to enjoy them.

Just then, he heard a faint cry for help, which grew clearer and clearer.

"Hey bro, over here! Over here!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a handsome young man dressed in disheveled clothes waving his hands at them with a look of surprise on his face. He was running while waving his hands, as if he had seen a long-lost family member. This sudden scene made everyone slightly stunned.

Soon, the handsome young man ran up to them, allowing the traffickers to see his face clearly, and they all showed surprise.

What a handsome young man!

Even though his clothes were stained with blood, it couldn't hide his perfect features. His thick, black hair danced freely, and a cute little fox was perched on his shoulder. He didn't look like someone who had spent years in this place.

The burly leader sized up Yao Yan and asked, "Kid, what happened to you?"

"Most likely, these clothes are torn to shreds. Perhaps they were looted by some bandits, haha."

"Traveling to the Tagor Desert with a pet, kid, are you perhaps the young master of some noble family? You're so handsome."

"It's possible, her skin is as tender as a woman's!"

As soon as the leader spoke, everyone's eyes fell on Yao Yan, and they expressed their opinions one after another. Even the snake people they were escorting looked at Yao Yan, because Yao Yan's appearance was too special and seemed out of place here.

The Tagor Desert?

Yao Yan's eyes flickered slightly. He heard a very familiar word, and then his gaze fell on some snake people wearing shackles. He had some guesses in his mind, but soon his gaze fell on a beautiful snake person, the one who had been scolded earlier.

In his perception of his soul power, this snake-woman contained a very strong power, but it was currently sealed by a spatial energy.

Having just experienced a spatial storm, he is now extremely sensitive to spatial energy.

The leader naturally noticed Yao Yan's gaze and said with amusement, "Kid, have you never seen a beautiful woman from the Snake-People tribe? If you have money, I can sell you one... but do you have money?"

The snake-woman who had fallen to the ground seemed to notice Yao Yan's gaze. She bit her lip lightly, lowered her head weakly, and looked somewhat at a loss.

“I have money, but who can make the decision? I also want to buy some water and food, as well as a map of this area.”

Yao Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at the group of mercenaries, asking them a question. Although he hated the human trafficking, the Dou Qi Continent had its own rules, and he wouldn't bully a group of mercenaries who risked their lives to capture snake people in the desert just because he was strong.

Every place has its own rules. A group of snake people has nothing to do with him, so he wouldn't suddenly become kind.

However, he was interested in buying this rather unusual snake-woman.

"?!"

The burly leader was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then turned to his men and sneered, "Brothers, did you hear what this kid said? He actually wants to do business with me? Haha!"

Upon hearing this, the henchmen around him burst into laughter, each staring at Yao Yan with amusement. Their group was hardly more civilized than the sand bandits.

Especially in deserted places like the desert, who would do legitimate business?

The leader's smile gradually faded. He stared at Yao Yan and said coldly, "Kid, I only do business with no capital. You can only blame your bad luck for delivering yourself to my door!"

After saying that, he drew the broadsword from his waist, pointed it at Yao Yan, and at the same time, the battle aura belonging to the Great Battle Master level erupted from his body, swirling around him and condensing into a yellow battle aura armor, making his aura even more powerful and majestic.

"Are you going to put these shackles on yourself and come with me, or am I going to put them on for you?"

Yao Yan fell silent upon hearing this. After a moment, she asked helplessly, "...Do you all usually do things this unruly?"

"Rules? The knife in my hand is the rule!"

Upon hearing this, the leader grinned menacingly and brandished his broadsword, intending to teach Yao Yan a lesson and show him what the rules were. Just as his blade was about to reach Yao Yan, the leader suddenly raised a hand, his five fingers perfectly catching the blade as it was swung at him.

At this moment, Ling'er had already shrunk back into Yao Yan's arms, her cute little head peeking out, her eyes sparkling as she watched this scene.

The leader's pupils contracted, and before he could react, Yao Yan's fist had already lightly struck his chest. It looked powerless, but it crushed the sturdy battle qi armor on his body the moment it made contact, and then pressed tightly against his heart.

"Kacha!"

With a cracking sound, his chest caved in, and he flew seven or eight meters before crashing to the ground, black blood gushing from his mouth, lifeless.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The next moment, a man with a similar build to the gang leader, his eyes bloodshot, charged at Yao Yan, yelling, "You son of a bitch, you dare kill my brother!"

a slap.

The man who charged towards Yao Yan was sent flying more than ten meters away, landing heavily on the ground with his head rotated 180 degrees, dying with his eyes wide open.

This scene made the other mercenaries present swallow hard, staring in horror at the seemingly harmless, handsome young man before them. Those were two Grand Battle Masters! And they were just killed like that!

Yao Yan shook his head and whispered, "Indeed, fists are more effective!"

He is actually a very reasonable person, but unfortunately, people in this world don't like to be reasonable.

Might makes right.