On the streets of Nanyang, there are ordinary alleys.
A group of children aged seven or eight were shouting, running and playing.
Children of this age are innocent and innocent, but they also have no sense of propriety in their actions.
A child in ragged clothes was squatting in the corner, his nose bleeding after being beaten, and he was crying loudly.
"Stop it! You are not allowed to bully others." A little girl's crisp voice sounded.
"Li Xiaozhu, you are the one who likes to meddle in other people's business. Hold her!"
"Pull her pigtails!"
"You--" Li Xiaozhu struggled to resist, but was outnumbered, and soon fell to the ground. His head was kicked several times, and his new clothes were covered with dust.
She didn't give up, and kicked out the child who yelled the most fiercely.
"Ouch, I attacked her secretly and beat her."
Fists rained down.
Li Xiaozhu grimaced in pain, but seeing that the child was protected, he felt very happy, and the corners of his mouth raised as if he was smiling proudly.
Today is also an ordinary day to hoe the traitors and support the weak.
Suddenly there was a wind, and a young man wearing a bamboo hat appeared like a ghost, standing next to them, watching them quietly.
The children were startled and looked at the tall body and the calm eyes under the bamboo hat. They were a little scared and left in a hurry.
The kid who was bullied ran away without saying a word.
Only the gray-faced little girl was left, lying on the ground, looking up at this young man who seemed to have a very cool temperament.
It was this big brother who helped her, just like she helped the child.
It shows that the eldest brother is probably a good person, and she is not afraid.
"Just now, they called you Li Xiaozhu?"
The young man's voice sounded very gentle, which made people feel inexplicably reassuring, "Does this name have any meaning?"
Li Xiaozhu nodded, "It seems that when I was born, a clump of bamboo in the yard also grew taller, so my parents gave it this name."
"That's a coincidence." There was a smile in the young man's voice.
The little girl suddenly became curious, "Is your name also called Xiaozhu?"
"No, when I was born, there were bamboos growing around me."
The young man said, stretched out his hand and pulled the embarrassed little girl up from the ground.
Li Xiaozhu held the young man's generous palm and felt that his palm was warm and very comfortable.
So she didn't let go, and was held by the young man, walking together on the street, walking slowly, bathing in the sunshine.
"Brother, what do you do?"
"Well...I'm a ranger."
"What is a ranger?"
"He's just someone who wanders around helping other people."
"Oh, then my parents are also rangers. Although they are not homeless, they have helped many people - unfortunately they all died. They were killed by bad guys while rescuing people."
At this point, the little girl, who had never cried even after being beaten before, couldn't help sniffing.
The young man also sighed.
"That's how a knight is. When you fight against the darkness, you have to take risks. Just like when you went to save that child just now, you got beaten up and your clothes were dirty and torn - do you regret it now?"
"Hehe, I don't regret it. I was beaten because I was too weak. When I become stronger in the future, I will also be a knight, and I will be the most powerful female swordsman!"
Li Xiaozhu was filled with longing and endless reverie in his eyes, "It's like flying around in the sky, very cool and unrestrained. You can also kill a bad guy hundreds of miles away with a sword across the sky."
The young man laughed.
"Really? I happen to have a flying sword here, so I'll give it to you."
"real?"
Li Xiaozhu was extremely surprised. His eyes were wide open, nervous and expectant, and he stared at the young man wearing a bamboo hat, watching him take out a wooden pocket flying sword from his arms.
It's just an ordinary toy sword, which seems to be a little different from the brilliant and sharp flying sword that the little girl mentioned.
But in the eyes of an eight-year-old child, there is no difference between the two. They are both equally precious and magical.
"I also have my own flying sword!"
Li Xiaozhu held the pocket wooden sword in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time. He smiled so brightly that the corners of his mouth almost reached the sky.
Holding the sword in hand, he strode forward as if his whole body was full of strength.
The little girl was short and thin, holding a small sword in her hand.
The sun was shining, and the elongated shadow on the ground was tall and large.
The sword shadow is slender and the edge is swaying, like the ultimate killing weapon between heaven and earth...
