My name is Xiaoxia, and I am an ordinary and ordinary social worker. I turned 34 that day. I saw a 200-mile car and a red-faced driver in the driver's seat in a trance on the road. So I traveled through time and became a child who was abandoned when I was still in my infancy. Fortunately, I found my master and gave me a piece of food. I finally grew up. As an adult, I practiced with my master, but I felt that his skills were not very reliable. How could a serious casual practitioner pass away after less than a hundred years? Master left, and I left too. When I saw uneven roads, I occasionally drew my sword to help. They respectfully called me a hero, but a hero serves the country and the people. I am not a hero, I only live for myself...
Reading Guide: First Person/No CP/Atypical Jianghu
Purpose: Live every minute of your life to the fullest