(Change to content related to this book tomorrow)
Sun Moon Federation, East Sea hama.
Except Aolai City, Red Mountain Junior Academy.
A little boy with short black hair raised his fist into the sky, turned his grievance into stubbornness, and let out a cry of "Ouch".
"No matter how bad Martial Soul is, I will become the greatest Soul Master!"
His clear eyes sparkled brightly under the afternoon sun.
But before he could hold this position for three seconds, a "goo" sound was heard, he covered his stomach with one hand, and his entire waist collapsed.
"Well, I'm so hungry~"
Gu~~
Remembering that he had just been dubbed the "Rice Buck King", Tang Wulin could only look sad and planned to go home and find his mother.
Walking on the tree-shaded road, there was a flash of silver reflection at the corner directly in front of him, which caught his eye.
Under the shade of a tree on the side of the road, there was a girl squatting.
Although she looks younger than him, she has a shawl of silver hair that reflects silver in the sunlight.
But the little girl's face was dirty and her shabby skirt made her look like a little beggar.
But somewhere, something seemed to be pulling her, causing the little girl to raise her head to the left and look towards Tang Wulin.
When their eyes met, Tang Wulin noticed that the silver-haired girl's eyes were very big, like two clear crystal balls, and her silver eyelashes were long and slightly tilted upward.
Just when the two children were surprised by each other's existence, they stood still in silence.
Three scoundrel and disheveled young men came from the other side of the corner and surrounded the little silver-haired girl under the shade of a tree.
While they were asking maliciously about the girl's current situation, they exchanged glances with each other and discussed which black market they could sell the girl to more profitably.
When the little girl shook her head vigorously in refusal, the young man in the lead carried her on his shoulders regardless of her childish exclamation.
Tang Wulin was anxious, running ahead and preparing to shout, "What do you guys do..."
But when he just took a step and didn't open his mouth...
A sudden angry cry resounded throughout the street, "It's you!"
Looking at the "shocked" expressions of the three gangsters, follow their gaze.
I saw a big purple-haired boy approaching from the direction they entered the road, taking long strides.
In Tang Wulin's visual inspection, the boy was not much older than him.
It's just that the boy has amethyst-like hair, with strands of amethyst in the setting sun. The hair hangs down to the roots of his ears, clustering out a pair of big purple-gold eyes on his face.
But at this moment, this beautiful boy had a fierce look on his face and his purple-gold eyes stared at the three young men.
In other words... he was glaring at the silver-haired girl being carried on his shoulders.
With this momentum, it was as if he had just searched a large block and now finally caught up with his destined enemy!
The silver-haired girl's face was full of confusion, but she was still frightened by the aura and turned slightly pale.
"It's you, finally!"
The purple-haired boy clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and an aura that did not belong to his age erupted from his body.
With unrelenting hostility, he angrily approached the corner of the tree shade.
The three young men, especially the gangster leader who was carrying the silver-haired girl, were all frightened by the big boy's momentum.
When he came back to his senses, he stumbled and forced a smile, "Who am I talking about? It turns out that he is also a young man."
But the young man on the right of the leader elbowed his boss and motioned him to look around.
I saw a few pedestrians outside the tree-shaded green belt at the corner. Because of the big purple-haired boy's roar, they noticed the movement here, so they all looked sideways in this direction.
"You dare to ruin my good deeds!" The leading gangster looked ugly.
He dug into his trouser pocket with his free hand, took out a switchblade, and sneered from side to side, "Teach me! Hurry up."
Obviously, this is to solve the current trouble before the adults around pay attention to it.
But just when they were about to take action, the man to the left of the gangster leader suddenly became startled.
He poked the purple-haired boy with his finger and said in a trembling voice, "Boss, boss! Chest, look at his chest!"
Tang Wulin, who was watching not far away, also followed the direction of the gangster "Lao San".
I saw that the purple-haired boy had a silver tower-shaped coat of arms embroidered on the collar of his right chest.
"What is that?" Tang Wulin's little face looked confused.
Obviously, with his six-year-old experience, he was unable to recognize this symbol at a glance, which meant helping him awaken the power of Martial Soul.
But Tang Wulin, who is young and precocious, can roughly guess from the purple-haired boy's expensive brocade clothes and good temperament that this purple-haired boy's identity is not simple.
But the young man screamed, "Spirit Pagoda?"
Spirit Pagoda, that is a super power that has been passed down for thousands of years and is one of the best in this era.
Among them, not even a regular member can be offended by street gangsters like them!
Besides, the boy in front of him is so young, he may be a key training object for Spirit Pagoda.
And there might be guardians within a hundred meters of the opponent...
Thinking of this, the three gangsters' knees and legs suddenly became weak, and they all staggered backwards.
The leader's hand trembled, and the spinning knife fell to the ground. He dropped the silver-haired girl, knocked the two behind him, and ran away.
While running, he covered his face and yelled, "Hurry up and cover your face, don't show your face, let's go! Let's go!"
Unfortunately, Tang Wulin, who was blocking the way, was knocked away by the boss with an elbow. He fell and suffered a painful butt on the spot.
However, although Tang Wulin's body was small, he was not injured by the adult's collision. He rubbed his buttocks and tail (yǐ) cheekbones, and stood up from the ground with an "ouch".
But in his heart, he immediately cared about the silver-haired girl.
"Now, there should be no danger, right?"
But when he looked up, he saw an even more disturbing scene.
The big boy with a heroic appearance walked up to the silver-haired girl with long strides.
Those purple-gold eyes stared, seeming to confirm something further, and the next second...
"Ah!"
As the silver-haired girl screamed, the purple-haired boy grabbed her by the neck and raised one hand to the bridge of her nose!
The purple-gold eyes of the purple-haired boy met the amethyst eyes of the silver-haired little girl.
He gritted his teeth and asked viciously, "Although you are a layer of "clothes" on his body, since you have inherited his wisdom, it is equivalent to inheriting his memory, right?"
Wisdom is intelligence, wisdom is experience.
Although every word of this purple-haired boy is particularly confusing to read, they all point to a certain..."tragedy" that has been buried by history.
"Uh... uh..." The silver-haired girl's eyes were confused at first, and then full of surprise.
This shock was even far greater than the moment she first saw Tang Wulin.
On the one hand, her identity and origin seemed to be revealed by the person in front of her.
On the other hand, she found that within her body: the nine great powers that were buried deep inside her body along with her memories were actually suppressed by a strong will!
The power that Sisi leaked from the cracks of suppression was actually constantly suppressed by the aura of the purple-haired boy, even...Destruction!
At such a close distance, the purple-haired boy also saw the confusion in the silver-haired girl's eyes, as well as the "surprise" that gradually awakened.
At this point, he finally let out a sigh of relief and no longer asked harshly, but nodded in relief. "Okay, okay, as long as you have the memory."
"Since you remember! Then do it for him..."
"For his sin of killing a compatriot, for his atrocity of slaughtering his nephews and nieces--
Pay with your life!"
The purple-haired boy suddenly roared, and a terrifying force surged through his left wrist, as if the air around his hand was distorting!
When the girl was pinched like this, her fair little face suddenly turned blue, and there was a creaking sound in her throat as the trachea shifted.
But she could only hold the boy's left wrist with both hands. There were strands of nine-colored threads that were invisible to the naked eye, emanating from her palms and eroding into the boy's wrist.
But it was all to no avail, because a layer of diamond-shaped mesh patterns suddenly appeared on the big boy's body, showing an illusory amethyst color, which easily reduced the erosion of the nine-color silk.
Seeing the silver-haired girl's throat about to be strangled...
And at this critical moment.
A childish roar sounded from the direction in which the three gangsters were escaping.
"What do you want to do?"
"Let her go!"