XX agreed to cosplay Daojian Xiaowu at the school anniversary because of the request of his senior who often took care of him.
Then he quickly caught up with the traveling army and became Zhen Xiaowu.
Xiaowu: "?"
Xiao Wu: "I don't think it's possible."
The place of travel is also very lucky. This Xiaowu is directly transported to the base camp of the time-traveling army.
After wandering around for a few days, Xiao Wu met a kind-hearted martial arts judge who went into battle with a sword.
Xiaowu's pitiful appearance immediately made the Judge of Gods burst out with kindness, and he made a prompt decision to take Xiaowu back to Honmaru.
Xiao Wu is very grateful to this enthusiastic examiner, but let's not talk about how this examiner passed the inauguration training. Is this pill of yours a serious one?
Doesn't your sword look different from the stand-up painting that my senior showed me? Or is it the trend among swordsmen to wear contact lenses and dye their hair recently?
But Xiaowu soon no longer had to worry about it, he quickly determined that something was wrong with this Honmaru.
Xiaowu: "... You ask me how I know?"
Xiaowu: "... Because what I saw when I opened my eyes the next day were the chains that locked me."
Xiaowu: "Hey, is there no one in charge? Is this not allowed?!"
[All plots involving history are made up by me]
Intention: The devastation everywhere has been filled up