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

Then, it swam vigorously towards the river surface.


This was perhaps the most important swim of its life as a snake so far.


By the bank of the great river, Qingqing looked left and right but couldn't see the young man surnamed Shu, who had asked her to come to the river at dawn.


Jin Ziang asked with bewilderment, while Qu Chaoyan finally spoke as well.


"Qingqing, why did you ask both of us to come to the riverside at this hour? What's the matter?"


As she looked towards the riverbank, Qingqing spoke with equal puzzlement:


"Last night, two strange guests came to the restaurant. They gave me a lot of money and asked me to accompany them, but they didn't do anything or ask me to do anything. They just asked me a few strange questions."


Chapter 8: Such a Small Dragon_2