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

Shu Guan stretched out one arm and caught the collapsing Feng Susu around the waist.


As he held the soft and warm body, his palms felt the amazing blend of elasticity and softness, and the delicate fragrance of expensive perfume and the woman mixed together and assaulted his senses.


However, Shu Guan had no time for any romantic thoughts at the moment. He placed Feng Susu, who had been given the Calming Talisman, onto the chair. Then, he turned around and looked at the other two people in the room.


Ouyang Hai was also looking at him, deep concern in his eyes.


"If it really doesn't work, let's give up this operation."


"Didn't you say that if your traitor doesn't die tonight, the consequences would be severe?"


Chapter 57: Lending a Small Hand (Part 3)