Hot air, dark and small space.

Wu Xuan didn't know how long it had been, but he seemed to have fallen asleep in the torrent of long time. Now he just woke up, his eyes were still a little heavy. He glanced around him sleepily, and then he realized that he was in an unknown position...

"Where is this place?" After countless times of traveling, I would have been no longer surprised that I would appear anywhere in the next moment. But!

"Didn't I have made a wish to let everything return to its origin? Now, why do I feel like there is no change at all?" The damn wishing machine, like an old antique, broke down? Wu Xuan thought to himself.

Where is this...there is a door!

In the dark space, Wu Xuan's right hand fumbled a door handle, and turned his hand casually. With a "click", the door opened - the world in front of him suddenly lit up.

The slightly narrowed eyes had just adapted to the strong light, and Wu Xuan immediately raised his vigilance, because there was a violent noisy sound mixed with the light leaking from the opposite side of the door, which might be a precursor to some danger.

Wu Xuan once appeared directly on a battlefield in another world. As soon as he appeared, he faced a charge of 100,000 knights rushing from the distance to the highlands. That experience made him very sensitive to such noises, making him subconsciously tighten his muscles...

"Hey, look, someone has come out of the locker room again."

"Who was the one who just entered? Hey! This guy is cosplaying nicely!"

When Wu Xuan saw that the person coming was clearly three men and two women, who were wearing different clothes. At this moment, Wu Xuan was not facing thousands of troops or some terrible creatures in the demon world, but the chatter of three men and two women.

"Well, this image is cosplay or something. It feels like a Western European aristocratic feeling." A man wearing a mage robe that was not like a mage and holding a dark sword in his hand "tsk tsk" and said an admiration, "What's this cos? Don't say it, let me guess, blue, red, white hair, you're cosplaying Nero!"

"Let me see his right hand. Yes, the size is very good, and the bandage is wrapped to make it mysterious, it is so perfect!" Another boy wearing a white shirt commented. He had just made his own remarks, and the other two girls suddenly let out a harsh scream.

"What's wrong?" The boys hurriedly looked at the two girls beside them, and saw one of them pointing at them with his right hand, and said happily: "I found a handsome guy! So lucky!"

"Damn." When the two girls shouted because of this, the boy in the mage robe was speechless. "What's so handsome? Everyone is the same, just put on powder on the bottom and put on makeup." The boy just said this, which immediately attracted the contemptuous eyes of the two girls.

Before Wu Xuan could come back to his senses, a girl wearing a big hat suddenly jumped out from next to the three men and two women, but what was even more eye-catching was that she was holding a huge chainsaw...

"Oh oh oh, it's so successful. Aya, your Haruna God has been restored oh oh oh!" The three men exclaimed at the cute woman who suddenly appeared in front of them.

"...It's so annoying." Only Wu Xuan frowned and ignored the people in front of him. The moment he turned around, a pretty and solemn figure hurriedly ran past him.

That, that's it! The moment I passed by, Wu Xuan clearly saw the familiar brilliant golden color.

He suddenly turned around and the back that had just escaped from his sight - the back of the blue dress, with his hair tied together, was clearly what Wu Xuan saw in the fifth war before.

"That's..." Wu Xuan looked at the seemingly familiar back, and was surprised, and then his face became a little solemn. In order to confirm the truth of the matter, he fell to the ground without caring about being pushed away by the man and woman, and chased straight to the back.

"Damn it! After the fourth Holy Grail of Time Backtracking, I have to go back and play the fifth Holy Grail that I had already beaten once!!!" The conclusion that came to my mind immediately made Wu Xuan feel a headache. Could it be that he had encountered a tragic chaotic time and space? If this is the case, it should be something that makes me doomed.

Be sure to check it out!!!

At this exhibition where Wu Xuan is located, there is a rare anime feast. It is the third dimension closest to the second dimension, attracting countless otaku tourists. There is an extra person here, and no one has noticed it.

Regarding animation exhibitions, it is naturally the most important cosplay program. It has not been a large number of screenings in the first two months this year. Now, those who stand here are all good cos players.

"People with strength, fear us! People without strength, pursue us! The world will be arbitrated by our Black Knights! That's right, I'm ze

o. Lead the fff group, challenge the Holy Britannian Empire, and then—the man who will conquer the world!" A man in black-clothed face covering standing on a high platform waved his hands and shouted, and beneath him, surrounded a group of men and women in exactly the same black clothes...

Is this a human club of a certain religion? Damn! Wu Xuan looked at these people. Although he felt a little familiar, his first goal was to catch up with that back. His shoulder suddenly hurt.

The huge cylindrical creature hit by Wu Xuan almost flew out. The sharp corner of the wooden board in his hand that said "Welcome to you" hit the head of a hedgehog-headed man who had just been posing beside him. The sharp wooden board went deeper...

"Elizabeth is in a mess! Ahhh, you are bleeding, you are bleeding." The photographer shouted!

"The head is bleeding! Help, help! Unfortunately!!!" While the hedgehog head exclaimed, the brother next to him looked at the hedgehog head with a look of "Is this the acting skills of the Oscar actor" looking at the hedgehog head. "God restored! Did you cosplay it together with the misfortune of the Shangjoo Dama!"

"Why does it feel like it's noisy behind? I seem to have bumped into something..." Wu Xuan muttered. After passing several stalls, the dolls and magazines placed on the stalls made Wu Xuan feel inexplicably familiar.

"Why do I seem to have not seen these things for a long time?" A poster on the stall suddenly attracted him. A few familiar images printed on it touched a certain picture in my mind, a very distant picture in Wu Xuan's memory.

"Is Yinsang Kai Season 3? I miss it so much..." Wait, I'm not the time to sigh at these things now! Wu Xuan remembered his purpose, but found that the back that was running in front just now had disappeared from his sight.

"...It seems...it's lost?!"
Chapter completed!