Sand Race

This air-transportation spirit artifact was completely black and had no decorations. It looked incomparably heavy, and its outer layer was even embedded with metal, giving off an indestructible feeling.

In the Outer Realm Desert, only such a sturdy air-transportation spirit artifact could be said to be safe. Otherwise, it would be unable to withstand the sandstorms.

"Are the two of you lost? Do you want to come with me?"

A green-robed man was standing on the air-transportation spirit artifact and asking with a smile.

Qin Jue and Su Yan looked at each other, both revealing astonished expressions. When did these people become so kind?

There were people willing to help wherever they went.

"In that case, thank you."

Qin Jue cupped his fists impolitely.

Originally, he had planned to leave directly. Now that he had a free ride, why would he refuse?

This time, they wouldn't encounter that strange town again, would they?