Woodcutter

In the dark corner, there is always a group of people silently guarding the thousands of lights behind them. With their small bodies, they picked up the blades in their hands and pointed them at the very large black figures. They used their bodies to build strong city gates. There are countless tough shields standing among countless small earthen bags, with the inscription on them: Under my blade, a hundred ghosts are forbidden to live. Within Daxia, all monsters are prohibited from traveling. They are the woodcutter. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.