Chapter 697: My Killer Headache

Inside Bianliang City, where the outer wall was not yet fully closed, the crowds along the streets were stirred up and restless.

Beat him to death!

Beat this bastard to death!

Someone shouted loudly, then threw stones at the prison cart.

Li Guiren inside the prison cart held his head with both hands to avoid being hit. In fact, he already clearly understood his current situation.

That means a miserable death!

This public parade was arranged by Fang Chongyong, as for

The battle that took place by that lake turned into a baseless incident; no media knew of it, and everyone from both sides vanished forever, ceasing to exist.

Using the reflection from the glass facade of the building ahead, I sharply caught the monster's silhouette, quickly turned, drew my gun, and fired continuously at the creature, but the bullets whistling out missed it.

"Big brother, please open the door and save us! I beg you, as a healer with a parent's heart, please show mercy." Song Lingyue pounded on the door, begging incessantly, tears she could not shed.

Xiao Yu didn't look back, just waved his hand in the air, then flashed into his own stronghold.

Mu Aoqing suddenly turned back and saw a man gradually approaching under the lamp light; the night was deep, she couldn't clearly see his expression, but it certainly wasn't a good look.

The doors and windows were shut tight, with no sign of intruders; a loving couple in the middle of dinner suddenly started fighting for no reason—the wife first stabbed the husband with a fruit knife, then the husband went berserk, rushed into the kitchen, and hacked the wife to death with a cleaver before killing himself.

She had devoted her life to the northern great state, yet ended up with this fate, truly sigh‑worthy.

After we nonstop reached the castle, we went to explain the matter to the King of Longcheng.

During the intensifying rebellion of Qi Wanian, Guanzhong suffered a drought and the people starved. The Jin court appointed General Yanglie Zhao Yue as Inspector of Yizhou, mobilizing troops and grain aid from Liang and Yi provinces to Yongzhou to attack the Di and Qiang.

"Ah, this god‑forsaken place has decent scenery, but I never expected the economy to be so backward—there isn't even a proper place to eat or stay." Jia Qing sighed.

Bai Xiu stepped forward to stop it, but could not rescue Hesi from Demos's grasp; if the Dark God were angered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Aier noticed that Guiji's tone was full of devotion, unlike how she felt when she first met Lolita; it's easy to imagine how much pride that power granted by Lolita has given her from then until now.

All around was barren, the edge nowhere in sight; only to the left of the crowd lay a dense grove of trees.

But those enforcement officers kept tapping left and right, feeling around, and only after a few minutes did they solemnly report to Du Bin.

Early that morning they were brought to the drill field, but over two hours had passed; the elders on the high platform simply sat in silence, saying nothing.

"We never even thought of fleeing, and Lan Ji wasn't killed by me—if you keep pestering me, I'll kill you!" Qiao Zhi said coldly, yet beneath that coldness lay a hint of sorrow.

Love is the blend of familial and friendly affection; over years, differences wear away, turning kin into trusted companions who act as one. Gu Lingge lacks familial affection, has an excess of friendship—so how could she comprehend Qing Ruifan's feelings?

Though their words are unpleasant, their cultivation is not low; they are all at least second level of the Merged Aperture Realm.

Tan Ya's face turned as white as snow; her fingers gripped the napkin, then reached under the table, where two black daggers appeared in her hands.

Houyi, Chang'e, and Wu Gang, having no kin or friends and unable to leave their homeland, cleared a wasteland at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, built three stone huts, and thereafter lived as recluses.