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 white-clothed beauty's body trembled, and she looked at Jiao Zheng with disbelief and asked:


"Just look at your husband and see if there is any difference between yesterday and today."


Jiao Zheng lightly pointed at Qin Songling.


The white-clothed beauty turned her head and took a closer look at Qin Songling. She saw that his face, apart from the current pain and anxiety, was pale and slightly dark, with bloodshot eyes. Compared with the youthful and energetic appearance they had just seen the day before, he had obviously grown older and more haggard.


The most important thing was that she herself was a spirit being. When she calmed down and sensed it, she could clearly feel that Qin Songling's soul seemed to be on the verge of dissipating.


The white-clothed beauty's face changed immediately, and she tearfully apologized to Qin Songling.


"Husband, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this. I'm the one who has harmed you."


Chapter 116: The History Books Really Do Deceive People_2