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

At least, it's impossible to explain the situation to Turtle Immortal in that time.


Moreover, thinking about it and waking up the Turtle Immortal had already taken up more than ten seconds. So, there were only about forty seconds left before the explosion.


"The things in those boxes can kill you, and they're about to explode."


What could he do in those forty seconds?


He could only tell Turtle Immortal the truth about what was about to happen, and whether or not the Turtle Immortal would believe it was left to fate.


Having said this, another three or four seconds passed.


The little turtle's eyes, like red agate, stared at Shu Guan. Its mouth twitched slightly, revealing an extremely mocking smile.


Apparently, it didn't believe Shu Guan's words at all.


However, at that moment, its gaze fell on the small knife in Shu Guan's hand, and a strange color flashed across its eyes.


Chapter 230: 3 Bell Sounds