Chapter 602

"Boy and girl offerings..." Xiao Yu did not fly into a rage; instead, she frowned with suspicion. "Though this Qin City God neglects human lives, neglects his duties, and is cowardly—"

"But he's just a human ghost god, not a demon—how could he eat people, especially children?"

She scanned the ghost gods below the hall; Qin City God's face held only hatred directed at her, no other expression.

Other ghost gods showed shock, while some shared her suspicion.

And

Paired with her hair today—her naturally curly long locks pulled back and secured with a black butterfly clip, a few strands left framing her oval face, her bangs not fully pinned up, adding a touch of nobility and seductiveness, her makeup matching the same color palette.

The three reconsidered, exchanging words back and forth; soon, a new incantation was successfully established.

With full power unleashed, the Taiji Diagram's golden bridge blazed brightly, repelling all stellar power outward. Then came another thunderous boom—the Pangu Banner surged with malevolent energy, instantly opening a passage.

Jian Mofan suppressed his desire, frantically wiping at Yan Mumu's body a few times, then pulled on her pajamas.

Yet these were absolute secrets known only to those within their group—outsiders had no clue! Even the police didn't know! So how did this monk find out? She too felt a flicker of panic.

If the other were merely a common nobleman's son, perhaps she could accept it calmly—but Pianpian... it was someone of his status.

At this, Yan Mumu seemed to recall a nightmare; she trembled uncontrollably, her lips quivering.

Now it was perfect—this desert had suddenly turned into grassland; surely Yu Weiyan had been devoured by wolves. Thus, with no corpse to prove it, who could hold her accountable?

Sylvia gave Xing Tianyu a glance; the two stepped out, leaving Billy's home.

"Die!" Qi Qi cursed me, then drove her knee hard into my groin.

As if the entire world had slowed to silence in that damp interrogation room, the only sound the hum of the bright fluorescent light above.

Thus, Shangguan Youmeng ordered Song Wan to invite Huo Chengjun to the dining hall for a meal together, excluding all others—because the only person she trusted was Song Wan, who always acted with prudence and would surely explain the situation in the dining hall to Huo Chengjun.

Soldiers charging the city walls continuously fired crossbow bolts, crushing the Yuan troops rushing to block them. The squad leader drew his sword, severed the winch cable, and the drawbridge crashed down.

As he spoke, the nearly sixty-year-old man suddenly shed tears—he didn't even realize he was crying until a drop fell onto the painting, when he hastily wiped his eyes.

I don't know how long I knelt by the roadside, but it was long—so long my knees had lost all sensation.

Huo Chengjun narrowed her eyes; she believed she understood Han Zeng somewhat, and felt his words weren't so simple. In the past, he never volunteered extra words—yet now, he seemed unusually talkative. She glanced sideways at Han Zeng, as if asking: What is your real purpose?

I said no need—we have a attending physician on the way. All you need to do now is provide basic care; absolutely do not let him die.

Cao Cao saw the Tengjiabing 's fearsome, inhuman faces and decided to test their combat strength first, so he ordered Zhang Ni to engage.

"Fortunately, Yunping was present and nothing went wrong. Zhang Jieyu's child has reached full moon, and Hua Jieyu has given birth to another princess. Bingyi is now overjoyed—I think you can set aside your concerns." Shangguan Youmeng, seeing the lingering sorrow in Huo Chengjun's brow, always wished to comfort her.

Mo Li was still thinking; Lin Xueyao's question instantly shattered his train of thought. When he thought, he hated being interrupted—unexplained anger surged within him, but he had no one to direct it at.