Chapter 181: No Time to Explain, Hop On!

Night fell, and the lights came on.

After having a good big meal, Su Qing and Indiana returned to the room, changed into Western clothes, hailed two rickshaws, and headed straight for the Obivang Nightclub in the city center.

Two years ago, during an archaeological expedition, Indiana came to Shen City (Shanghai) and unexpectedly befriended a gang boss, reaching an agreement with him.

As long as Indiana finds Nurhaci's ashes and delivers them to Shen City, as payment he will receive one

"I never expected to become the club president, so I didn't prepare that much; if there are too many people, I'm afraid it won't be enough!" She lowered her right palm, drew a semicircle in front of her, and silver light flashed.

This battle wasn't particularly brutal; the Jingzhou army sneakily attacked Wan City, but upon seeing Cao Cao's banner they lost their will to fight—needless to say, the entire two-thousand-strong force was utterly devoured by the Tiger Leopard Cavalry.

Song Shi shook his head with a smile and confidently educated him: "You kids just don't know how to handle mother-in-law relations. Look at yourself—you once opposed your grandfather, then got scolded, and Elder Huan always sees me and thinks I've led his good grandson astray, feeling resentful—how is that a healthy family relationship?"

As busy corporate professionals, Duan Weichi and Li Jiayu, on their journey to becoming fathers and mothers, are no different from most people.

"Such a phenomenon does exist—he spent a fortune, yet lost to a stronger opponent; others spent more than he did, and he's piled up a ton of debt. I've heard of someone who finally lost, couldn't repay the loans, and had no choice but to commit suicide!" Huang Feier said lightly.

It's obvious; this is such a complete collection only because Yun Jingqi spent a great deal of time and effort gathering it.

Countless lasers surged toward Luotian Huan; the gravity of the Splitting Sand Star is about twice Earth's, and this strong gravity greatly affects Luotian Huan's speed—though it's somewhat taxing, he should still be able to unleash his own dual-sword flow.

Especially her son—that twenty-years-younger son—she really couldn't stand it. Even though there's nothing wrong, he can still drive himself crazy.

Let others do the work, he still has an excuse, and the Clan Alliance won't blame him for a mere mundane ant.

The sound of sword sharpening came; Hua Jiu's mouth twitched, feeling that something was off, as if he'd walked into a bandit's den rather than the Ling Tian First Sword Sect.

He did so much for Xia Shiguang, yet Xia Shiguang acted like a clueless child, constantly arguing with Gu Chen and causing trouble.

The cheap master should have left; if he were just struck down by heavenly tribulation and died, even in the netherworld Ji Ling Sheng would laugh at him, being mocked by his disciple—unthinkable for someone as thin-skinned as Qing Yun Zi.

This strategist hurried to Liu Bei's side, panting and out of breath, clearly having run more than just this stretch.

Seeing that Ji Ling Sheng hadn't taken that matter to heart, his own concern only made him look inferior; Xue Yu calmed her mind and softly asked, "Do you know where that Liu Ruoxi in my building today comes from?"

Three arrows were released almost simultaneously, with the arrowheads touching the tails, so to Ji Ling Sheng they appeared as a single arrow, yet extremely deadly; fortunately this youth's skill is not low, but being a mortal flesh body, no amount of skill or brute strength amounts to anything for a cultivator.

Hua Jiu endured his hunger, watching Long Jun eat with grease dripping from his mouth; as she expected, the stubborn yet soft-hearted Long Jun left her a leg.

Those words sounded imposing and inspiring, but only Ji Ling Sheng, who was nearby, knew that the arrogant swordsman was currently feeling his way along the wall; he shook his head, and Ji Ling Sheng took out the pure spirit stone he had obtained from the mystic turtle in the lake that day.

The two kidnappers said a lot, but there wasn't much substance—this also stems from their employment mechanism.