When the last woman walked into the taboo array, the sunset had already set in the sky.

Zhang Xuansheng glanced at the number in the upper left corner.

00:41:23

Very close.

But the streets became empty again, in return for the mountains piled up again after the taboo array.

"Bang--"

There was a door on the street that opened, and it was a boy about ten years old.

Due to climate and long-term malnutrition, the skin is dry and red, but it is a different rustic.

Her blonde hair is a bit brighter in the setting sun, like a little sun.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

"Dongdongdongdong--"

“…”

The boy ran quickly on the street, knocking on the door and door selectively.

"Zeros, come out!"

"Little Bubu, keep up quickly and don't be a coward. How did your father teach you?"

"Brother Lane, let's go together."

“…”

Zhang Xuansheng suddenly realized that the child was actually calling his companions out. What was the purpose of coming out?

The answer is self-evident.

The room where the knocked on the door came out soon, with different heights, but they were not children over twelve years old.

These boys have all kinds of races, and most of them are a little timid when they come out, but when they see their companions together, they gradually muster up their courage.

"Lawrence, go back!"

Joan of Arc realized something, he knew the blonde boy who led the lead, the son of the First Holy Guard.

He is very troubled in the Holy City on weekdays and is regarded as the king of children here. He also established a small knights called the God Guard. He traveled all day long with his friends on the streets and alleys, which gave adults a headache.

Now all those who come out with him are the little knights of the "Knights".

"My dad is dead, and my mom is dead."

This is the first sentence Lawrence said after gathering his friends.

"Same for you."

As he said that, Lawrence turned his head and wiped his tears secretly. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of these guys.

The words like swearing did not arouse the dissatisfaction of their partners because this was the fact.

But there were still soft sobs and sad whispers in the field.

"Shut up!"

Lawrence wiped away his tears, sucked his nose, angrily scolded his companions, and pointed to the air and said:

"The Saint is still there, and you have heard the voices outside the city, so do you want the girls in the children's house to go first, be a coward, or follow me as a member of the God Guard."

There was a long speechlessness, and in the silence, only Joan of Arc's anger coming from the sky, was asking these children to go back.

"If you go, go, whoever doesn't go is a coward!"

A bigger boy stood up first.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm the one who will become the Knight Commander in the future!"

A boy walked out with his head held high and his chest raised, but his legs were trembling. Obviously, he knew that there would be no "future" when he went there.

Just as more and more people responded, another eleven-year-old girl ran over on the street, grabbed Lawrence's ear, and made him lose his leadership temperament.

"Lawrence, what hero do you pretend to be? Do you think you are handsome? We girls don't need your protection!"

Lawrence was caught off guard by the raid, but he still reacted and quickly broke free and restrained the girl.

The girl struggled hard, but she couldn't twist Lawrence, who had already received some training at home. She didn't understand. After grabbing the boy's ear, the other party would not fight back and scold him. Why is it so neat and powerful today that she doesn't know the other party anymore?

"Lawrence?"

She looked at the serious face that the boy had never seen before, and couldn't help but become weaker.

"Chief of the God Guard, be brave!"

I don't know who is making a fuss below.

When the girl didn't react, Lawrence clumsyly kissed the girl and hugged her tightly.

The little knights below were cheering and whistling, and the originally heavy and serious atmosphere dissipated a lot.

"You...what are you doing!"

The girl wanted to push Lawrence away in shame and anger, but she found that the boy who was usually "weak" in front of her was surprisingly strong.

Finally, Lawrence let go of the girl and whispered in her ear: "Vivi, girls may not need our protection, but I want to protect you."

After saying that, when Weiwei didn't react, she used the method his father taught him to hit Weiwei's neck with a knife, causing him to faint.

"Go and go."

Lawrence placed Vivi on the street and leaned against the wall, stood up again and felt that he had never been so energetic, so he took the lead in running towards the city.

It seems that I am afraid that my courage will flow away if I run slowly.

The little knights followed Lawrence across the street, just like they usually did, running so fast that they seemed as if fate could not catch up with them.

Vivi leaned against the street, looking at the back of Lawrence who was gradually moving away, and murmured: "Follower, it hurts so much that you don't usually study and train with Uncle Bagley... I'm still awake now..."

As she said that, she got up from the ground and cursed: "Boys are all big fools, how many people can you have in your little knights?"

As he said that, he walked to the civilian area again.

Joan of Arc's tears had dried up, and only blood was left to slide down his eyes.

The little knights looked up one by one and fear and courage in their eyes. When they grew up, they should have become powerful knights, and should not die in this way.

But Joan of Arc did not cry and dissuade him this time.

The little knights stood straight, and the Walker Knights' salute, they had already realized that driving them away was an insult to the knights.

As time goes by, the little knight...the girl...the little boy...the little boy...

On this day, no matter race, men, women, and young, in the holy city, they were all tied together, connected with the vague hope, and betting on their future.

The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage.

…………

Zhang Xuansheng no longer looked at the city. He walked to the top of the city and looked down at the great sin sects.

I stared at the countdown in my eyes, which was the countdown of life, both in the city and outside the city.

00:00:39

"Oh, my god, what a wonderful smell!"

00:00:21

"My God - how wise and so majestic you are!"

00:00:9

"Oh--My God, your most devout believer, Luo..."

00:00:00

"boom--"

The earth had never trembled before, and the blood and energy soaring into the sky accompanied by endless anger, which was about to break the sky.

Roscontae's words were interrupted. He lay in a huge pit, his neck was pinched, without any extraordinary power, but he could not move because of the trembling murderous intent.

The white dress lowered his head and approached his face, and said:
Chapter completed!