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

"I am really just an ordinary friend with your daughter,"


But in the second sentence, Shu Guan didn't speak with the same confidence.


He didn't know why Xu Chuxiang suddenly started crying just now, as he didn't seem to say anything wrong.


But if he said that Xu Chuxiang's sudden crying had nothing to do with him, Shu Guan didn't dare to be so sure.


At this moment, he and Xu Pingxi were sitting in a study together.


It was a large and spacious study with many bookshelves filled with books, some of them rare and valuable editions.


However, in this study, you couldn't feel any trace of scholarly atmosphere.


Perhaps because none of the books in the study seemed to have been touched by anyone.


Or maybe it was because of the expensive Duan inkstone on the desk, which had developed cracks from prolonged disuse, and the rabbit hair brush next to it was too white, as if it hadn't been inked since it was made.


Chapter 166: Farewell to Cherry Blossoms