Shining Marvel Saints

After school in the afternoon, Le Xia went to the orphanage. Grandma Joan'an was ill, and he needed to visit her.

In the orphanage, Le Xia unexpectedly met Brother Zheng.

"Grandma's illness has been bad. Brother Zheng came to treat grandma." Clarice explained while holding Le Xia's hand.

"Thank you, Brother Zheng." Le Xia clasped his fists in thanks.

Today, Brother Zheng came in a white and black Tang suit, with a pair of thousand-layer bottoms on his feet, which looked ancient, and Le Xia unconsciously entered the state of a martial arts drama.

"Xiao Le, you are welcome. Am I a doctor? This is what I should do." Zheng Ge smiled and waved his hand, "Ms. Joan An has already fallen asleep, please don't disturb her."

After Zheng Ge finished speaking, he packed his silver needles for acupuncture and moxibustion into the medicine box, as well as some other tools, which reminded Le Xia of Huang Feihong.

In ancient China, martial arts practitioners paid attention to both medicine and martial arts, so everyone in many martial arts is a doctor.

Because the real internal boxing requires strong medical knowledge as a guide.

Moreover, practicing martial arts is for strengthening the body, and studying medicine is for helping people.

Those who practice martial arts pay attention to martial arts virtues. It is a virtue not to bully the weak, and it is also a virtue to help others.

Brother Zheng's way of doing things has already given Le Xia a very comfortable feeling, but now after seeing him treat Grandma Joan'an, this feeling has been heightened.

If it was in a world of martial arts, Brother Zheng would definitely become a master of a generation and be admired by others.

"Thanks to Brother Zheng, Grandma hasn't had a good night's sleep for many days." Clarice chimed in from the side, and it seemed that she was very affectionate to this brother from the 'home'.

Zheng Ge smiled and patted Clarice's head, "Thanks to Xiaobing, you have been taking care of grandma."

"Xiaobing?" Le Xia looked down at Clarice, "Is this the nickname you gave yourself?"

Clarice pouted, "Brother and Brother Zheng both have names in square characters. I want to have one if I want. My surname will be Le from now on, and my name will be Le Bing."

Le Xia felt warmed up.

Although a 7-year-old child is still innocent and innocent, the children of the poor have long been in charge of the family, and one of the children in the orphanage has a strong and independent personality.

This is especially true for Clarice, who is the youngest. Since she said that her surname will be Le in the future, she really regards Le Xia as her own brother.

Chinese people have attached great importance to the inheritance of surnames since ancient times, and sometimes they even value surnames more than blood relationship.

As for Clarice, Le Xia just took care of her like a younger sister before, and she didn't have the idea of ​​keeping her bones for herself when she was raised.

But when she changed her name, Le Xia suddenly felt that this was really her younger sister, and the unique fetters of Chinese born from the surname made the relationship between them even closer.

From this moment on, no matter who it is, even Le Xia himself, if he does something wrong to Le Bing, it will be unforgivable.

Crouching down, Le Xia hugged Le Bing, smiling like a slut.

"Come on, call brother to listen."

Le Bing frowned, not knowing, so, brother, did he lose his mind and go crazy today?

"elder brother."

"Hey," the same address as before, but Le Xiamei's heart almost melted.

"Call again..."

Le Bing raised his head and looked at Brother Zheng helplessly, "Brother Zheng, my brother's brain may be broken, can you give him an injection?"

Brother Zheng shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid I can't help you, Xiaobing, your brother's illness has gone deep into the bone marrow, and I'm afraid there is nothing I can do."

Le Xia stood up, touched her face indiscriminately, "Xiaobing, you always wanted to go to the playground, okay? I'll take you to play."

Le Bing grabbed Le Xia who turned around and was about to go out, "Brother, it's getting late, let's go another day."

"You can play the night show when it's late," Le Xia said that even the darkness of night can't stop my determination to take my sister out for a night.

"I still have to take care of grandma." Le Bing looked helpless, or should I change the name back? This should bring my brother back to normal.

"Yes, yes, take care of grandma," Le Xia's IQ finally started to come online, "but don't be too tired, if you have any heavy work that you can't do, you can ask those brothers and sisters to do it."

"Also," Le Xia squatted down and put his hands on Le Bing's shoulders, "There is one thing you must remember, no matter what danger you encounter, don't be afraid, no matter where you are, I will save you , so never, never give up, you have to believe that your brother will show up, you know?"

This sentence is not Le Xia bragging, it is the ability of the Saint Seiya.

Just like when Zilong was beaten to death by Dismask in the Cancer Palace, the voice of Chunli praying to Shenlong thousands of miles away on Lushan Mountain can be clearly transmitted to Zilong's mind.

Even after Zilong was beaten to Huangquan Biliangpo, this voice still existed.

Therefore, the small universe can not only realize the remote wireless communication between saints.

You can also hear the prayers of those you care about. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Once Le Bing really encounters any danger, as long as she meditates in her heart that her brother will definitely come back to save her, then no matter where Le Xia is, she will hear her prayers through the small universe.

Le Bing smiled and nodded, "I remember, my brother will never abandon me."

Seeing that Le Bing agreed, Le Xia stood up, took out the Holy Cloth Cup from her bag, filled a glass of water, and fed it to the sleeping Joan.

In his sleep, Joan's frown was gradually relaxed, and his breathing became more even.

Brother Zheng and Le Bing watched the process from the sidelines, and both felt a little curious about the cup, but they didn't ask.

As the night was getting late, Le Xia and Brother Zheng walked out of the orphanage side by side. When they reached the intersection, Brother Zheng suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Le, are you also a martial artist?"

"Yes." Le Xia didn't feel shy, and simply nodded his head to admit that he has learned the "You Hu Qian Ren Dancing", so there is nothing wrong with him saying that he is a martial arts practitioner.

Brother Zheng's eyes lit up instantly.

"I don't know if you have time, Xiao Le. We can... exchange ideas."

Le Xia looked at Brother Zheng with a smile, "Of course, I also saw that you are a master Zheng Brother, and I wanted to call you a long time ago."

"Please don't dare to call me that," Brother Zheng wiped his nose with a smile. "My hands are itchy. I've been here for so long. It always feels wrong to hit a wooden dummy by myself."

"By the way, Brother Zheng, I don't know your full name yet."

"It was my negligence. Let me introduce you formally, Zheng Shangqi." Brother Zheng Zheng Shangqi saluted with fists cupped.

Sure enough, it was Zheng Shangqi, a superhero based on Bruce Lee in the Marvel world, who is good at traditional Chinese martial arts.

"Under Le Xia, please give me your advice."