I don't know where I got the strength to lift it after being hungry for three days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Propped up, well, three seconds.

The little boy was shaking because he was already exhausted, but it was clear that this did not have to last long.

Two horse thieves came at him, and he could never remember their expressions, or even their heights or clothes. The little boy's eyes were full of blood, and his mother's blood soaked his young retina and blurred his vision.

The red sky, the red sunset, the red sunset shined down from the red sky, and every thatch around it was red.

The fiery man was crying blood-red names, shedding tears that diluted the flames, diluting the blood everywhere, he couldn't see, he couldn't hear, and the little boy didn't even know what he was doing. He was so tired, his cranial nerves were already overwhelmed, and what supported him to stand with a sword was anything rational.

He might have a chance to breathe the fire-red air.

The little boy, eight years old, holds a sword that is absolutely useless, and faces two evil gods with tigers on their backs, and may die at any time.

He may not have had a chance to see the moonlight like water tonight.

Or, no, live, live, how can he do it? He couldn't even think about it.

The red of the sky suddenly became very lively, and warm red clouds descended from the sky to the surface. If it weren't for his delusional hallucination, it must have been God's mercy on the death and injury of Hele Village.

The fiery red air, he took another big breath, and slowly spread on the surface of the little boy's lungs, arousing his desire to hold the sword, and reminded him of the reason for holding the sword:

Revenge, I want revenge!

Kill, kill all these horse thieves!

They killed the village chief, they killed their parents,

I'm going to kill, I've got to kill them one by one, kill them back!

"Ahh

"Boom!" God encouraged him to swing the murderous weapon in his hand and stab the enemy in the chest.

The little boy stabbed his enemy in the chest with his broad-bladed sword.

The blade of the sword is fluttering and flickering, and it looks like a documentary replayed in slow motion in the eyes of ordinary people.

Impossible.

"Poof!" The tip of the sword, which was so blunt that it could smash a walnut, actually pierced through the bronze chest armor of Aragorn, making the villain's smirk freeze in the last moment of his life.

Impossible, it turned out to be true!

Immediately after that, the villain turned red, and this ten-thousandth of a second was enough to wake up the little boy who was numb and make him pay attention to God's justice.

The villain turned red, and then melted into the fiery air, and the other villain was like another glass bottle that resonated, and disappeared in front of the Heavenly Dao.

The little boy was short of breath, and his heart, which could not bear the pressure of the environment, was the first to remind him of the dried blood vessels, all this came too suddenly, and he should be excited, and he should be excited about the scene that only appears in a dream, the god descending from the earth in front of him.

The red clouds that fell from the sky, the red burning air, and the clamor around burned out in the blink of an eye, just like those two villains, volatilizing out of thin air, as if they had never appeared on this clean earth.

The red clouds dispersed, revealing the face of a fairy, the hibiscus was like a willow like an eyebrow, and a branch of red dew was incense, she was a god sent by God to reward good and punish evil, and she was her savior.

"Hey, are you alright? The goddess put her hands in the martial arts belt around her waist, "Watch out for your sword." ”

The castration of the arms stretched forward by the freezer finally could not be contained, and the broad-edged sword fell, and the boy was about to fall forward.

The red cloud floated up and held him, and the goddess floated over and touched his head, "It's kind," the goddess is very down-to-earth.

The broad-bladed sword left his hand, and he didn't know where it fell, but the little boy didn't care, the red cloud wrapped around his whole body, and he was very relieved. What he didn't know was that just a moment ago, the poor boy, himself, had almost run out of oil.

"What's your name?" the goddess's palm was slightly supported, and the red cloud wrapped the little boy and floated into the air.

When the faces of the two people were equal to each other, the little boy looked at the goddess quietly like a dream, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky. His gaze gradually fluctuated, and his pupils began to contract. But he still couldn't feel the presence of his vocal cords. The ears could already hear the sounds, vaguely discerning the sound of horses' hooves and the rumble of smashing through the fence.

"Your ......, my lord"

The little boy heard someone shouting.

The goddess seemed to make some gesture to interrupt the shouting of the visitor, and the little boy felt the breeze from the goddess's robe, and when the breeze touched his cheeks, his cheekbones smelled the fragrance of heaven.

"What's your name?" the goddess, when her voice was gentle, was like a diffuse song sung in a church, holy and noble.

"I ...... My name is ......" The little boy tried to discern the position of his vocal cords, and he wanted to answer any question of the goddess in his heart, and he even made it his only goal from now on.

The little boy's pupils gradually glowed, and the dark eyes could focus on the face of the goddess, and this glance was unforgettable for him.

Look at it again, no matter what! Look at it again!

The little boy stared intently into the eyes of the goddess, looking for his own star in the deep starry sky. His breathing gradually flattened, and his numb head was so sleepy that he wanted to die after the sudden convulsions, but he didn't want to look away, and he resisted to keep his eyelids from falling.

"I ...... My name is "He still has a question that has not been answered, it is a question from the goddess, hurry up: "My name is Kyle!"

"Kyle, that's a good name. The red cloud descended slowly, and the little boy felt that the thatch under his buttocks was really soft.

When the red clouds dissipated and the sleepiness was unbeatable, the little boy barely held on, he had to ask something, ask something before sleeping, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life: "You ...... What's your name?" hoarseness is mainly due to drinking too little water.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce, hello kids, my name is Red Scarf. The goddess smiled.

Kyle keeps his mouth open because he doesn't have any extra attention to it, and he can't close his eyes because he doesn't have any energy to waste on blinking. He had to do his best to remember three words he had never heard before, a man's name, the red scarf, and the picture that he could never forget, the bright red clouds, the goddess in the clouds, the smile of the goddess.

Hansen saw that the boy could not die anymore, and the adult's rescue plan had been completed: "Lord Tiffany, the reinforcements have arrived, and the chief of staff, Lord Golden Helmet, has urgently transferred two thousand heavily armed knights from Liuye Lake, and they are now on standby ten miles down the mountain," Hansen looked around at the villagers who were bowing to Tiffany, "My subordinates have come to ask my lord, where are the bandits in Peach Blossom Mountain and Peach Blossom Village hiding?"