The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 493

It was pitch black inside, with only the flickering light of the fire illuminating the shattered stone walls on both sides. The air was filled with dust and an ominous silence.

Suddenly, a faint cry for help broke through the silence. Although it was vague, it was as clear as thunder in the ears of the three people. "There are people here! Come and help!" Xiaofeng shouted. He had already found the first trapped person.

After some hard work, they finally rescued the first miner, a young man with a pale face but eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, I thought I would never see the sun again."

"Don't be afraid, we will take everyone out." Ren Xiaoyao patted him on the shoulder, and his encouraging words rekindled the light of hope in the young man's eyes.

As time went by, they rescued more people one by one. Every time someone was successfully rescued, the townspeople waiting outside cheered, which was a tribute to life and endless gratitude to the three heroes.

Just when they thought it was almost over, there was a loud bang and a violent tremor, as if an aftershock was coming. A huge stone slab fell down, blocking the only exit.

"Don't panic, we will definitely find a way out." Ren Xiaoyao's voice was as steady as a rock, and his eyes were firm, as if no difficulties could stop him from moving forward.

The Green Shirted Guest carefully observed his surroundings, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "There is a ventilation hole over there. Although it is small, it is enough for us to climb out. Xiaofeng, you take the wounded up first, and Ren Xiaoyao and I will cover the rear."

In a tense atmosphere, they began a new round of challenges. Xiaofeng led the miners to climb up hard, while Ren Xiaoyao and Qingshanke stabilized the situation below to ensure that everyone passed safely.

When the last ray of light shone through the vent, marking the moment they had successfully escaped, the three of them smiled at each other. In that smile, there was not only the relief of surviving the disaster, but also the tacit understanding and glory of fighting side by side.

"This time, it's another unforgettable experience." Xiao Feng said with emotion. There was a slight tremor in his voice, but more of it was confidence in the future.

"That's right, as long as we are together, there are no difficulties that we cannot overcome." Ren Xiaoyao patted him on the back, and the three of them walked shoulder to shoulder, facing the rising sun, towards the direction of the town.

"Let's go home, there are smiling faces waiting for our return." The Green Shirt Man said softly. At that moment, they seemed to no longer be the wanderers in the world, but the warmest guardians of this land.

And the world is still vast. "Don't forget, the three of us owe the tavern owner a round of celebratory drinks!" Xiao Feng joked, trying to ease the tension of recent days. His smile was relaxed and sincere.

Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao laughed out loud and said, "Of course. After this, we must drink three big bowls to celebrate another victory for us and the town." His words were full of pride, as if any fatigue was diluted by this joy.

The man in green shirt also smiled, his eyes were far-reaching. "We can drink the wine slowly, but we still have a long way to go. There are too many injustices and dangers in the world. It is our destiny as warriors to use the sword in our hands to protect the peace of a place."

The three of them continued to move forward. The scenery along the way gradually came alive in the morning light, with birds singing and flowers blooming, as if welcoming their return. However, in this moment of tranquility, a burst of hurried horse hooves came from far away, breaking the peace of the early morning.

A horse galloped over and stopped a few feet in front of them. The rider dismounted, his face covered in dust and anxious. The rider was the town's messenger, Li Ergou. He was panting and his voice was trembling: "My fellow heroes, it's bad. Over in the West Mountain, a group of bandits have robbed the village. The situation is critical. Please help!"

Ren Xiaoyao frowned, feeling a heavy sense of responsibility: "It is our responsibility to ensure the safety of the villagers. Qingshanke, Xiaofeng, there is no time to lose, leave immediately!"

Without any extra words, the three set off again in the expectant eyes of the villagers, and their figures quickly disappeared at the end of the winding mountain road. The road ahead is long, and they are not only knights with great martial arts skills, but also the light of hope in the hearts of countless people. No matter whether there is wind, rain or lightning ahead, it cannot stop them from guarding justice.

"Let's go, brothers. This time, we must not only provide emergency relief, but also eradicate the problem." Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with determination, as if he had foreseen the tough battle ahead.

"Yes, let those villains know that there are warriors like us in this world!" Xiaofeng clenched the sword in his hand, his words revealing fearlessness.

The man in green smiled faintly, with a sharp gleam in his eyes: "Whether you are a bandit or a bully, you will eventually understand that if you do too much evil, you will eventually die."

Thus, a new journey began. Their figures fighting side by side became a beautiful scenery in the world, continuing their heroic legend. And those smiling faces waiting for their return were their strongest backing, giving them endless strength and courage.

At the foot of the West Mountain, the village was in ruins. Cries and cries for help intertwined together, like a blunt knife, slowly cutting the hearts of the three knights. The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds overhead, as if even the heavens were crying for the innocent people who were suffering.

"Act separately. Xiaofeng, you go rescue the wounded, and Qingshanke and I will go straight to the thieves' den!" Ren Xiaoyao made arrangements quickly. His voice was firm and calm, like a beacon in a storm, giving people hope.

"Okay!" Xiaofeng and Qingshanke said in unison, and then they each rushed to their own tasks. Xiaofeng's figure flexibly shuttled between the ruins. Wherever he went, he gently picked up the injured villagers and sent them to the makeshift rescue point. Qingshanke was like a ghost, sneaking into the mountains and forests silently, looking for the traces of the bandits, paving the way for Ren Xiaoyao's arrival.

Ren Xiaoyao rushed all the way, heading straight for the bandits' lair. On the way, he encountered a few lone bandits, and with a flash of his sword, those evil bandits fell in a pool of blood. His sword skills were fast and accurate, and every move and every style revealed an inviolable righteousness.

Finally, they arrived in front of a hidden cave, which was brightly lit and noisy with voices, indicating that the bandits were celebrating their "victory". Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with determination, and his figure flashed, like a flash of lightning in the night, sneaking into the cave silently.

In the cave, the bandit leader was sitting high on a stone chair, drinking and eating meat, completely unaware that death had quietly approached. "We got such a rich haul today, we need to keep up the good work tomorrow!" His arrogant laughter echoed in the cave.

“How dare you!” Ren Xiaoyao’s voice suddenly rang out, shaking the cave. He walked out from the darkness and pointed his sword at the thief leader. “Your crimes end here!”

The bandits panicked and drew their swords to fight, but facing Ren Xiaoyao, their resistance seemed so powerless. After a fierce battle, all the bandits were killed, leaving only the leader, who knelt on the ground trembling and begging for mercy.

"Please spare my life, sir. I won't dare to do it again!" The thief leader kowtowed repeatedly, his face full of fear and despair.

Ren Xiaoyao gently pressed the tip of his sword against his throat, his eyes stern: "If it weren't for the fact that you still have regrets, today would be the day you die. Remember, mend your ways, otherwise, there will always be someone in the martial arts world who will take justice for you."

After saying that, he drew his sword, turned around and left, leaving the bandit leader trembling on the spot. Outside the cave, Xiaofeng and the Green-Shanked Man had also completed their mission and were waiting for him.

The three of them reunited and smiled at each other. There was no need to say much. The friendship and tacit understanding between them was better than a thousand words. Under the setting sun, they set off on their way home. Behind them was the peaceful village, and in front of them was the unfinished journey of Jianghu.

"Looks like we'll have to wait for the celebratory drink." Xiao Feng said with pretended regret, but a smile was hidden in the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter. As long as the people are safe, wine will taste sweet anytime." Ren Xiaoyao responded with a smile, his heart full of relief.

The Green Shirt Guest was as calm as ever: "Yes, the real celebration is not the wine, but the peace and satisfaction in our hearts."

Their words drifted with the evening breeze, blended into this land, and became one after another. Their stories also inspired those who came after them to continue writing new chapters of justice and courage in the arena.

"By the way, Mr. Green Shirt, have you found any other hidden dangers in the mountains and forests? You must know that although the bandits have been eliminated, there may be other undercurrents." Ren Xiaoyao asked as he walked, with a trace of worry between his brows.

The man in green shook his head and said in a low voice: "I haven't noticed anything unusual, but this forest is so vast that it's inevitable that we might miss something. We should remind the villagers to be on high alert, and perhaps consider setting up sentry posts to prevent any disasters from happening."

Xiao Feng nodded in agreement after hearing this: "Good idea, I will arrange it tomorrow. However, let's enjoy this rare tranquility tonight. The village has prepared a simple banquet. Although it is not as good as the delicacies in the restaurant, it is the heartfelt gift of the villagers."

As night fell, a bonfire was lit in the village. The villagers gathered around the three knights, their faces filled with joy and gratitude for surviving the disaster. The simple wooden table was filled with food. Although simple, it exuded a sense of warmth and hope.

During the banquet, a white-haired old man stood up and raised his glass to thank the three heroes: "My fellow heroes, it is you who have given the village a new life. On behalf of the whole village, young and old, I toast to you! May your chivalrous spirit and courage shine forever!"

The villagers responded one after another, raising their bowls, and the scene was extremely lively. Ren Xiaoyao and others also raised their glasses, with smiles that showed both satisfaction and expectations for the future.

"Old man, protecting the peace of an area is the responsibility of warriors of our generation. We accept your gratitude. From now on, as long as we are here, we will never let the evil forces disturb this pure land again." Ren Xiaoyao's words were loud and clear, and he once again won the applause of the villagers.

The banquet lasted until late at night, the starry sky was bright, and the stories and laughter around the campfire intertwined into a warm ballad. In this moment of tranquility, everyone's heart was filled with strength and hope, as if even the night wind had become gentle.

"It's late, everyone should go to bed early. There are still many things to do tomorrow." The man in green shirt said softly, his eyes reflected the firelight, looking particularly deep.

"Well, tomorrow morning, we have to teach the villagers some basic self-defense skills to ensure that they can protect themselves after we leave." Xiao Feng added, with determination in his eyes.

Surrounded by the villagers, the three knights each found a place to rest. It was late at night and there was only the occasional chirping of insects, echoing with the sound of the wind in the distant mountains and forests, as if telling of another kind of tranquility and peace in the rivers and lakes.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, isn't it?" Xiaofeng said softly while lying on the simple bed, looking at the moonlight shining through the window lattice.

"Indeed, I hope such peace can accompany this land for a long time." Ren Xiaoyao's voice came from next door, with a hint of imperceptible fatigue, but also full of beautiful visions for the future.

"As long as people's hearts are kind, light will always dispel darkness." The words of the man in green seemed to float slowly from the night, bringing the conversation to a perfect end.

In this harmony and hope, the three heroes gradually fell asleep, but the story of Jianghu will never end...

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist and gently awakened the sleeping village. The crowing of roosters indicated that a new day had begun. Ren Xiaoyao, Qingshanke and Xiaofeng got up early, washed up briefly, and gathered together to discuss how to teach the villagers the art of self-defense.

"We not only need to teach them the moves, but more importantly, we need to teach them how to be alert and judge the situation." Ren Xiaoyao emphasized with a firm look.

"That's right, emergency response and simple escape skills are equally important." The Green Shirt Man nodded in agreement. He had already begun planning the content of the training in his mind.

Xiaofeng made a more specific suggestion: "We can divide the villagers into several groups and take turns to conduct actual combat simulations and physical training, which will be more efficient."