Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

The gorgeous lady, dressed in a lake green cheongsam gown, stood in front of the Fran Empire-style semicircular floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the Lan Xin Theater that were separated by two blocks through the glass.


In addition to her, the room also contained her beautiful young maid, Xiaolan.


However, the other handsome young man was nowhere to be seen.


At the entrance of the Lan Xin Theater, there were still a few scattered audience members running out, and the chaos had begun to spread on that street.


Xiaolan brought a cup of coffee over to the lady, and the aroma of the coffee made the lady turn her head, and then she frowned.


"Why this? You know I don't like things from the Western Continent."


"My lady, I forgot earlier due to the commotion."


The lady turned her head back and continued to look at the distant Lan Xin Theater.


Chapter 40: 3 Old Guys