League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Since the Rune Wars, the Immortal Citadel has never been more lively than it is now.

With her old steps, Tasia leaned on a long spiked wooden stick, squinting her eyes and enjoying the hustle and bustle of the fortress.

In the distance, the precipitous city gate wall was filled with gorgeous flowers, making the indifferent gate wall a lot softer.

Many people have hung up festive red carpets and trophies such as beast skulls and furs on their doors, advocating bravery and decorating the lively streets.

Groups of children with long braids walked away together amid laughter, and more pedestrians completely forgot their tribes and merged into the inhabitants of the immortal fortress of Noxus.

The barbarians have become a thing of the past, and now everyone has only one name, and that is the Noxians.

The tribal wandering life in the past has been far away from the Lockhey tribe. After settling down, the old man found that he liked the current life more than he thought.

War and death are no longer unique to me.

After losing all the children, following the handsome young man, he had another grandson in an accident, a good grandson who ran around him with a bone ball made of a robber's skull.

"Grandma Tasia!"

Holding a round white bone ball, the boy ran to Tasia.

"Good boy, are you alone today? Where are your parents?"

"My father went to the war dance with Aunt Rita, and he definitely won't come back for the night today. After the mother in the animal skirt found out that father danced, she also asked Uncle Moss to learn how to beat the animal skin war drum. Mother said she studied very hard. , I won't go home at night, let me play with my father by myself...

snort! I don't want to find my father, I want to play with my grandma! "

Touching the little head of Little Head, Tasia looked at the round head in Little Head's arms, and the old woman with a twitching mouth pulled Little Head's little hand.

"Come on, grandma will take you to a fun place."

"Okay!"

Happy tossing the shiny round bone ball, her little head jumped and followed the old woman out of the residential area.

"Come and have a look~ A Shurima Ancient Ruins Clay Pot only needs ten Shurima Copper Coins! They are all good treasures just excavated from Shurima's ancient tombs, and they can be sold for real Shurima. Ma's Royal Jewel!"

A middle-aged man with brown hair who was blind in one eye was standing on the side of the small vendor on Triumph Avenue, with more than a dozen integrated patterned pottery pots at his feet, which looked a bit old.

The shouting with the southern mainland accent soon attracted a lot of curious people, who stopped in front of the can stand and became spectators.

"Grandma! How strange are those jars? The round ones have big ears, and they look like the sun?"

Tasia smiled, somewhat meaningful.

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

In front of the grandmother and grandson, there were already several interested Noxians.

"Hey! What do you mean by this jar? How dare you sell ten Shurima coins? I think this rotten jar is worth half a copper coin!"

Seeing that the barbarian man in front of him was aggressive, the can seller was not angry.

"This is a good thing we ship across the ocean from Shurima in the south, warrior, believe me, if you can produce a burial with gems and agates, you'll be prosperous, buy it The jar, open it, no matter what it is, it belongs to you, of course, it may also be something less valuable... In short, no matter it is valuable or not, it will not be refunded..."

"Hey! I don't have the Shurima coin you mentioned! Can I change your line with a chicken leg? Or shall I have **** with you again?"

The rugged Noxian woman with disheveled hair strode forward and stretched out a large chicken leg. The corner of the can seller's mouth twitched, and she was speechless.

"Sorry, only Shurima coins are accepted for trading, and barter is not accepted, eldest sister, I will not sell my body, if you want to insult me ​​with your body, you don't have to think about it, I will cut it down earlier, do Nothing will happen."

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she took another look at the one-eyed man.

"You're a ruthless man... Okay, I won't embarrass you. If the chicken legs don't work, I'll give you a live **. I'll make a cage for you to put the live chickens in, and you can take it away easily..."

"Sister, I'm sorry, I really can't. We are a small business. It's very dangerous to go to Shurima to find ancient ruins. I really can't bring live chickens back to Shurima. Chicken bones..."

Outside the crowd, the little boy took the old woman's hand, a little curious.

"Grandma, what is Shurima? Is Shurima rich?"

Dotingly patted the little boy's head, Tasia raised her head to look at the sun, her cloudy eyes filled with reminiscence.

"This is also the story my grandmother told me... Shurima... used to be a great empire built on the desert, and that empire had the most powerful angel warriors, and those angel warriors had great power and could enter The sky, which can enter the sea, is a **** who descended from the sun, possessing the power of the sun... Some people call them **** warriors.

That was a long, long, long time ago. Many people in Valoran have forgotten how long it has been since the Shurima Empire.

When Shurima was still the center of the world, the angel warriors were invincible and invincible,

The invincible warriors made Shurima the only ruler of the land. The powerful and prosperous Shurima Empire printed countless coins. Today, the metal coins that are popular in the entire southern continent and even the northern continent are the source of From the Shurima Empire.

Among them, the large gold coins with the faces of the emperors of Shurima are the most valuable, and the rest of the silver and copper coins are also very valuable and circulated all over the continent, which is also the proof of Shurima's power.

Until now, the ancient coins of Shurima and the copper and silver coins left over are still the most popular coins among many tribes and countries. They are iron lumps that can be used to exchange things. "

"Shurima is amazing!"

On the other side, the man selling the jars saw that many people who might have Shurima coins hesitated, and couldn't help but wink at his companions in the crowd.

Receiving the signal, Can Holder pushed away the person in front of him with an apologetic smile and came to the stall with a serious face.

"What do you say? No matter what I drive, it's mine?"

The can seller laughed.

"Of course, the people here are all witnesses. No matter who they are, they can't tell a lie. Even if they open a treasure from the ancient times... they have nothing to do with me."

"Okay! I'll try it."

Touching his pocket, the jar holder counted ten copper coins, and pointed to the jar on the ground.

"I want that."

After collecting the copper coins, the jar seller held the jar to the jar holder.

Looking around at the curious crowd around him, the can holder held the can in his hand with a dignified face, as if he wanted to drop it directly, but suddenly found something wrong, hesitating on the spot, arousing the curiosity of the onlookers.

"If you fall, if there are gems in it, you can't break it?"

Some spectators raised doubts.

"I have a small can opener here. Originally, I charged 1 copper coin. Since you are the first one, you can use it for free."

"thanks."

Putting the round jar on the ground, the jar holder took the hammer and smashed it gently.

There was a crisp sound of "bang da", the pottery cracked in response, and the shattered pottery shards were removed, and the man picked up a fist-sized white bone with a disappointed face.

"It seems that your luck is not very good. This should be a bone jar, not a gem jar for the Shurima royal family, nor an equipment jar containing magic treasures."

The can seller explained, and seemed a little helpless.

The people watching attentively shook their heads in disappointment and were about to leave when the man who bought the jar spit out a mouthful of saliva and said.

"Give you the money, and his grandma's will give me another! If you can't open anything, I have to kill you!"

"This eldest brother, can you come up with something? It's up to me... Which jar do you want? Or should I pick it for you?"

"The one on the side."

"Okay, here comes the jar~"

Gritting his teeth, amid the ridicule of many onlookers, the can holder decisively smashed open the second can.

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and under the sun, a deep purple light shot out from the pile of pottery shards, the sarcasm on the spectator's face instantly solidified, and a woman screamed, and the scene was strangely silent for a while.

Trembling, he opened the fragments of the pottery pot, and the pot holder carefully picked up the disc-shaped finely ground purple spar with a look of disbelief.

"This, is this true?? Are there really gems? I, I am rich!?"

Although his face was 'unwilling', the man selling the jars still nodded, looking like he was vomiting blood because of the loss, he said with a 'forced smile'.

"Oh, it's such a beautiful thing to open a can...

Congratulations, this should be a relatively rare Shurima purple agate~www.novelmt.com~ It is a [common] funeral item for the descendants of the Shurima royal family. You are really a person who is favored by the goddess of luck. Maybe I should have this batch of jars. Stay and open it yourself, selling it as a copper coin is a real loss..."

After receiving the final confirmation from the can seller, the eyes of everyone present turned green, and their emotions exploded. Those with coins began to push and grab the cans on the spot.

"There are just over a hundred jars. The treasures of the ancient times are all of the best quality, first come first served!"

"Give me one!"

"I'm going to pack the jar all over~"

"Where's the gem? Where's my gem? His grandma's, why not a gem?! Another one!"

"Guests, don't forget to pay the opener..."

……

Outside the buzzing crowd.

"Grandma, aren't we going to buy one? What if we happen to sell amethyst too?"

The little boy holding the bone ball is still innocent.

"Silly boy, that's a trick to deceive people. If there's a real treasure in the jar, he won't let you open it, and he would have sold it for himself long ago.

The people who can offer good things are the people they have arranged for a long time. "

Tasia smiled and shook her head, took the little boy's hand, and walked away.

"My grandmother taught me that when I feel that I can be favored by fate, I must understand that this fate is likely to be arranged by others long ago. Whether it is gratitude or vigilance, it cannot be accepted for granted." The gift of fate', otherwise sooner or later you will suffer a great loss.

Now, I have told you the truth that I will remember for a lifetime. You should remember it well. "

"Um!"

"Let's go, grandma will take you to eat something delicious."

"Great!"