The breeze blew in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves blowing to the east sounded a faint "rustling" sound, and a man came slowly on the path between the bamboo forests. The man in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is one meter five tall, wearing a gray long coat, and his messy long hair is scattered over his shoulders, although his face is a little dusty, it is not difficult to see that he has a delicate face, which is the little plum in the black wind village on the mountain.

Heifeng Village is a bandit nest, although it makes a living from robbery, it has not harmed the township, and its reputation in the nearby ten miles and eight villages is not bad. However, once there are people in the vicinity who can't survive, they will go to Heifeng Village to make a living, so the village is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more people.

Xiao Lizi is thirteen years old this year, and he is also a member of the bandits in Heifeng Village, but he is not a defector, but has lived in the village since he was a child. Thirteen years ago, Li Si, the fourth master of Heifeng Village, picked up an abandoned baby in the bamboo forest, and saw that the abandoned baby was very cute, so he stayed and became an adopted son, because there was no cultural person in the village, so the abandoned baby has been called Xiao Li Si, because the old Li Si often called Xiao Li Si as a son, so over time the word "plum" became the name of Xiao Li Si.

"Damn, isn't it just that I didn't grab the money? What's the big deal? Xiao Lizi complained while wandering aimlessly in the bamboo forest.

Today, Xiao Lizi and a group of adults in the village went down the mountain to rob a passing rich businessman, but everyone else got the money, but he was the only one who returned empty-handed, so he was ridiculed by the slightly older people in the village, because the "promotion" in the Black Wind Village is determined by the amount of money robbed, and if you can't grab the money, you can't get to the top.

Xiao Lizi stopped walking and walking, the breeze in his ears blew a wisp of black silk in front of him leaked out a pair of immature eyes, he looked left and right and decided to take a break, after all, the road from the black wind village on the mountain to the bamboo forest below the mountain is not very easy to walk, and he also made a gray face. Xiao Lizi sat on the ground with his back against a bamboo tree with a thick bowl, and as soon as he put his right hand on his right knee, he squinted his eyes and thought about how to rob money in the future.

Xiao Lizi, who was thinking about how to rob money in the future, suddenly shivered, and his body trembled violently, this inexplicable feeling made him open his eyes directly, but he didn't know where a sword was suspended in front of his eyes, and there was a white money bag hanging on the hilt. Xiao Li Zi glanced at the long sword suspended in front of him, and when he saw that the tip of the sword was pointing directly into the crotch, he stared at his ass and moved violently, leaving the sword.

Xiao Lizi looked at the sword that was still floating on his side, and then looked at his crotch, he exhaled and said to himself: "My brother's life has been saved, saved." After saying that, he began to carefully examine the sword and the money bag, after all, the sword suspended in the air, he had never seen it, or even heard of it.

It was a sword with a purple body and a faint purple light like a crystal, the sword body was three feet long, the sword was very thick, and it was half wider than an ordinary iron sword, the sword grid was very thick and a thick purple dragon stretched out on each side, but there was a skeleton on each side of the sword, which was very inconsistent with the purple dragon, but the money bag hanging on the sword grid was very beautiful, and there was a pattern on it, the pattern was a big red crescent moon hugging a small blue sun.

Xiao Lizi is a little bandit, and the swords he has seen are all made of white iron, where have he ever seen the purple sword in front of him? But he thinks it is also a sword, after all, he doesn't think that ordinary swords can levitate in mid-air.

Xiao Li Zi looked at the long sword that was still levitating, and his eyes shot two greedy glances, and he said to himself: "This sword that almost killed my brother is definitely a sword. With that, he stood up and prepared to pick up his sword.

But Xiao Li Zi's hands stopped holding the sword before they touched the hilt, because he felt the extraordinaryness of the sword, the sword that can levitate itself may be a good sword, but it may also be an evil sword, he heard Lao Li Si tell a lot of stories about ghosts, which also contain a lot of evil swords that bring disaster to the master.

Just when Xiao Lizi hesitated, the purple sword "searched" and landed through the rotten bamboo leaves and plunged into the soil. Looking at the purple sword in front of him perpendicular to the earth, Xiao Li Zi frowned and said to himself: "I haven't done anything bad, the evil sword shouldn't find me, this sword must be a good sword." After speaking, he stretched out his hands to pull out the purple sword on the ground.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Sword, how dangerous it is for you to be alone in the wilderness, let's go with me, lest you be taken by the wicked to strike iron, so if there is anything offended, don't mind!" Xiao Lizi drew his sword and said respectfully to the purple sword, after all, as the saying goes: politely say ghosts and gods, and evil people don't enter the door.

After Xiao Lizi finished speaking, he pulled the purple sword out of the soil, he shook the sword and said to himself: "Hmm, why not ice?" Whether the sword is made of white iron or wood, it will feel cool to the touch, especially in the humid environment of the bamboo forest, but the sword in his hand is not only not cold, but it is also a little hot.

Xiao Lizi took off the money bag and put it in his sleeve pocket, and then put the sword in front of him, he looked at his vague reflection in the blade and said to himself: "Daddy said that the evil sword is very cold to the touch, and sometimes it can make people shiver, it seems that this is not an evil sword!" As soon as the words fell, the sword in his hand trembled. Xiao Lizi looked at the sword and frowned, he asked Zijian, "Hmm, are you a good sword?"

"Good sword, good sword!" Xiao Li Zi said while looking at Zijian and laughing, after all, he didn't think that the sword in his hand was an evil sword. But all of a sudden, he looked around with a sinister eyebrow, for he was afraid that someone would come at this time, and if that was the case, he would make a wedding dress for someone else.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Lizi held the sword in his arms, and then whistled in the direction of the cottage, and as soon as the whistle ended, a little black dog appeared in his field of vision and ran towards him.