This article is also called [I just left the set of Ke Xue and stepped into garbage current affairs] [Darkfall Sword: What should I do if the God Judge is blacker than us?
Highlights: This article involves the protagonist being a judge of the gods and playing the Dark Fallen Sword at the same time. It contains the plot of splitting the opposite sex, all my best friends are me, and some elements of ghost stories.
The previous book in this article: "Why can cosplayers' own OCs also travel through time"? If you haven't read it, it won't affect your reading. It's being serialized.
Tsushima Che, who thought he could finally rest in peace, opened his eyes again, glanced at the battlefield-like wasteland around him, and chose to lie back.
No one can stop him! No one can! It's you! That sword with white hair! Quickly let go of his legs! Are you all so unscrupulous with your swords?
There are also those judges who don't listen to anyone! He has said a thousand and eight hundred times that he is either a swordsman or they are stubborn to the end!
Swordsman/Shenjian (sad): You don't need to say it, we all understand!
Tsushima Tetsuya (indifferent): No, you don't understand.
A group of swordsmen and judges hugged his waist and cried and almost crushed him to death.
Tsushima Tetsuya: ... I think it's better for me to die. _(:з∠)_
Purpose: Searching for meaning