The Queen travels through time and dominates the four realms

Chapter 490

"Look carefully, the world is dangerous and full of traps. Our responsibility is not only to defeat the bad guys, but also to protect the innocent from being implicated." Ren Xiaoyao squatted down and carefully picked up a caltrop with the tip of his sword and showed it to Xiaofeng. Seeing this, Xiaofeng's face flashed with shame, and then he focused more on learning how to identify and eliminate these potential dangers.

The two of them patiently cleared a safe passage to ensure that the villagers could pass safely. Seeing this, the villagers were filled with gratitude. An old man came over tremblingly and held Ren Xiaoyao's hand: "You two young men, you are the benefactors of our village!"

"Old man, we are just doing what we should do. Please lead everyone to a safe place first, we will take care of everything here." Ren Xiaoyao comforted him gently, turned to Xiaofeng and said, "Xiaofeng, you escort the villagers away first, I will be there soon."

Xiao Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. He knew this was a test for himself. "Big brother, be careful. I'll be back to help you soon."

After watching Xiaofeng and the villagers leave, Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and walked into the ruins alone, looking for clues about the villains. Soon, he found the entrance to a secret room in a half-ruined house, which contained looted property and some suspicious letters.

Just as he was carefully searching, trying to find the lair of these villains, a cold murderous aura approached from behind. Ren Xiaoyao's body shook, and he quickly moved sideways, avoiding the attacker's fatal blow. A masked man in black stood in front of him, the short blade in his hand flashing coldly in the sun.

"Hmph, you finally show up? You rats hiding in the dark." Ren Xiaoyao smiled coldly, unsheathed his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at the other party.

The man in black did not answer, but attacked continuously like a ghost. Ren Xiaoyao responded to the changes with the same attitude, and each move and style was just right to resolve the opponent's attack, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

After a few rounds, the black-clothed man's attack slowed down, revealing a flaw. Ren Xiaoyao seized the opportunity, and with a flash of sword light, he went straight to the vital point. The black-clothed man paused, slowly fell down, and took off his mask, revealing a haggard middle-aged man.

"Why..." The man's breath was weak, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Because, the moment you choose to be a villain, you have already lost." Ren Xiaoyao's tone was gentle, but revealed an unquestionable firmness. "Remember, everyone has the right to choose their own path, but they must also be responsible for their own choices."

After dealing with everything, Ren Xiaoyao walked out of the secret room and saw Xiaofeng returning with several young and middle-aged villagers who volunteered to help rebuild their homes.

"Big brother, we all heard about it. We're so glad you're okay!" Xiaofeng ran over, his eyes full of joy after worry.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ren Xiaoyao patted Xiaofeng on the shoulder, turned his head and looked at the busy villagers, a warm feeling in his heart. "Xiaofeng, look, this is what we can do, even in the darkest moment, we can bring light."

"Well, big brother, I will work harder. One day, I will become someone like you who can illuminate others."

As the sun sets, the two walk side by side on their way home, their backs stretched out, as if telling unfinished stories. And on this land that they guard with their swords and hearts, the seeds of justice and hope are quietly taking root and sprouting.

"Xiaofeng, remember, the true path of a warrior is not only to pursue the ultimate in swordsmanship, but more importantly to have a compassionate heart." Ren Xiaoyao taught as they walked, his tone containing both the wisdom of a senior and the intimacy of a friend. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on their faces, coating this victorious return with a layer of golden glory.

Xiao Feng nodded, his eyes firm: "I understand, big brother. It is not the sword in our hands that determines our strength, but the way and purpose of using the sword. I want to be a knight who can protect others and bring peace to this land."

At this time, a breeze blew by, bringing the scent of flowers and smoke from distant places, reminding them that even in a turbulent world, life must go on and beauty is still worth pursuing.

"Look over there," Ren Xiaoyao pointed to a makeshift camp not far away. The laughter of children was like clear spring water, penetrating fatigue and pain. "That is the meaning of our fight. For these innocent smiles, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, they can't stop us from moving forward."

There was a gleam in Xiaofeng's eyes, a light full of longing and determination for the future: "I will definitely protect this smile until the last moment."

The two continued to move forward, and the night gradually fell, but the stars began to embellish the sky, as if guiding them. On such a night, they not only let go of the past, but also had infinite expectations for the future.

"Big brother, do you think everyone can find their own light?" Xiao Feng suddenly asked. Although his voice was light, it was full of profound meaning.

Ren Xiaoyao stopped and looked back at Xiaofeng, his eyes full of encouragement and affirmation: "Everyone has a light in their heart. As long as we are brave enough to light it, no matter how dark the night is, we can illuminate our own path and warm others. Xiaofeng, the light in your heart has already been lit, and it shines brighter than anyone else."

After hearing this, Xiao Feng smiled, which was a profound realization of self-knowledge and a response to his partner's trust: "Thank you, big brother. With you by my side, I feel nothing is impossible."

The two set off again. Although their conversation has ended, their persistence in justice and pursuit of light are like the brightest stars in the night sky, always illuminating each other's martial arts journey. And on this road, whether it is rainy or sunny, they will walk hand in hand and write their own legendary chapter.

As the night deepened, the wind in the forest was cool, blowing the hems of their clothes. Xiao Feng tightened the sword at his waist, looking through the treetops at the starry sky, with an indescribable power surging in his heart. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence around them, and a ragged villager staggered over with a panicked look on his face.

“Two young men, please save our village!” The villagers fell to their knees with a thud, their voices trembling. “The bandits… the bandits are coming again. This time they have more people. The old, weak, and sick in the village are simply unable to resist.”

Ren Xiaoyao frowned and helped the villager up: "Get up and tell me the situation in detail. Xiaofeng, get ready, we will set off immediately."

Xiao Feng nodded and quickly checked his equipment, while comforting the villagers: "Don't worry, we are here and will not let the bandits hurt you."

A moment later, the two, led by the villagers, hurried towards the village under the moonlight. Along the way, Xiaofeng kept thinking about how to resolve the matter with the least conflict. After all, a true warrior is not proud of killing, but proud of calming down the war.

Arriving at the entrance of the village, they saw torches flickering and the bandits shouting and gathering in front of the village. Ren Xiaoyao whispered to Xiaofeng, "Try to capture them alive and make them reform."

Xiao Feng understood, drew out his long sword, tapped the ground with the tip of the sword, and flashed through the night like a shadow. Ren Xiaoyao followed closely behind, his palms were sharp, and each strike was extremely accurate, going straight to the vital points, but always stopping at the right point.

The battle was swift and fierce. The bandits were thrown into disarray by the sudden counterattack and were defeated one after another. Just as victory was in sight, a tall figure walked out from the darkness. It turned out to be the bandit leader. He held two axes in his hands, with a ferocious face, and sneered: "Humph, I thought you were some powerful characters, but it turns out you are just two brats."

Ren Xiaoyao's face was solemn. He knew that this man was not easy to deal with, but he also knew that retreat was not what a warrior should do. He said in a deep voice: "Put down your weapons and turn back, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless."

The bandit leader laughed wildly: "Your men are ruthless? Today I will let you know what true ruthlessness is!" Before he finished speaking, his two axes rushed towards the two men with wind and thunder.

The battle escalated again, with swords and axes interweaving and sparks flying. Xiaofeng gradually realized in the melee that true swordsmanship is not only a display of skills, but also a tempering of the mind. His mind became more peaceful, and his sword moves became more smooth and unobstructed.

Finally, with a perfect coordination, Xiaofeng found the opponent's weakness and killed him with one sword, but he held back at the last moment, only causing the bandit leader to fall to the ground with serious injuries. Upon hearing the news, the villagers rushed over, cheering and crying with gratitude.

After dealing with everything, the two stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the gradually calming village, with mixed feelings in their hearts. Xiaofeng turned to look at Ren Xiaoyao, his eyes flashing with determination: "Brother, you are right, this is our way of being a warrior. Protecting the weak, punishing evil and promoting good are more important than any swordsmanship."

Ren Xiaoyao patted Xiaofeng on the shoulder with a pleased smile on his face: "Xiaofeng, you have grown into a true knight. Remember, no matter when and where, you must stick to your heart. Your light will eventually illuminate the entire world."

In the night sky, the brightest stars seemed to be giving thumbs up to them. The backs of the two people gradually faded away, leaving behind a series of stories about courage and responsibility, echoing in this land and inspiring those who came after them to move forward.

"Let's go, Xiaofeng. The night is still long, and so is our road." Ren Xiaoyao said, taking the lead and embarking on a journey to the unknown. Xiaofeng followed closely, his heart filled with unprecedented determination and expectation. He knew that every challenge was an opportunity for growth, and every victory was a deeper understanding of martial arts.

On the way, Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, how can a true warrior stay calm in front of a strong enemy, and how can he be compassionate when he is sure of victory?"

Ren Xiaoyao paused slightly when he heard this, his eyes were deep, as if he was recalling the past. "In this world, martial arts training is only a physical achievement, and the cultivation of the mind is the foundation. When facing a strong enemy, we must know that fear comes from the unknown. Only by understanding ourselves and the enemy can we be fearless. As for compassion," he paused, his eyes fell gently on Xiaofeng, "the sword in the hands of a warrior is both a guard and a judge. What we have to do is to uphold justice, not simply kill. Giving lost people a glimmer of hope may lead them to the light."

Xiao Feng was thoughtful after hearing this, and silently kept these words in his heart. The night breeze blew on his face, bringing a hint of coolness, but also seemed to be mixed with infinite possibilities for the future. They continued to move forward, and occasionally a night bird would be startled, breaking through the night sky, leaving behind a few crisp chirps.

When they passed through a dense forest, suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, so fast that they were not noticed by the two. Xiao Feng looked around vigilantly, with his sword unsheathed, and whispered, "There is something nearby."

Ren Xiaoyao also stopped and listened attentively. There was a faint sense of crisis in the air. "Come out. It's not heroic to hide your head and show your tail."

After a moment of silence, a chuckle came from the forest, and then a masked man in a green shirt slowly walked out, with an elegant posture and no weapon in his hand. "What a keen perception, worthy of Ren Xiaoyao and his disciples. I am Qingshanke, I have heard of your reputation for a long time, and I have come here to learn from you."

Seeing this, Xiao Feng was about to step forward, but Ren Xiaoyao gently held him back, signaling him to be patient. "Green Shirt Guest, since you are here, you are a guest, but it is late at night, how about we have a fair fight on the top of the mountain at noon tomorrow?"

The man in green thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay, it's a deal. However, I hope you two can go all out and let me see your true strength."

"Of course." Ren Xiaoyao responded indifferently, then turned around with Xiaofeng and continued their journey, leaving only the figure of the man in green gradually blurred in the night.

When they reached a stream, they stopped to rest. The moonlight sprinkled on the water, sparkling, and it looked particularly peaceful and beautiful. Xiao Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, tonight's experience is really ups and downs. First, we fought fiercely with the bandits, and now we are facing a new challenge."