Chapter 26: Pei Heng, You Shameless Scoundrel!

Watching the young girl on the verge of tears, Pei Heng ran his tongue over his teeth and continued to tease her, "Why are you crying? Could it be that the Grand Princess is unsatisfied with my kissing technique?"

Jiang Ning’s face flushed red. Gasping for air, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "Pei Heng, you are shameless!"

Indeed, the Field Marshal, leading five hundred thousand elite troops and accompanied by the only two available Generals, had taken them away.

After leaving the cemetery, Xu Yi did not linger. Taking advantage of the sparse morning crowd, he unleashed his astonishing speed, moving like a fleeting shadow, covering ten meters with every step.

Walking down streets that felt both familiar and alien, Gong Yichen was filled with deep emotion. He wore large dark sunglasses to hide a face known to everyone.

No one noticed the slender, upright figure standing by the roadside in the distance, silently watching the surface of the river where the driver had fallen, saying nothing.

Duan Tianya had intended to kneel, but he found an internal force supporting him, making it impossible to do so. He was inwardly alarmed, realizing that the internal cultivation of the person before him was truly terrifying.

"Huo'er, this is not someone you can handle. Do not accept his challenge," Xiao Zhan said, his expression grave; he, too, could sense the killing intent radiating from Xiao Yan.

As he extended his index finger, a thread of blood-red silk emerged from the white, jade-like tip.

Uncle Nine’s mortuary was located on the outskirts of the town. This was the first time Huang Chong had seen a mortuary other than the dilapidated one belonging to the old man; it was far more upscale, practically a mansion. Yet, to his surprise, just as he approached and before he could even knock, he heard strange noises coming from within.

"That's right, let's fight him to the death!" Hearing Ge Tianba’s words, the subordinates instantly regained their confidence. In this regard, Ge Tianba did possess a certain talent.

"Get lost, you jerk." Liu Changfa did not believe a word of what Huang Chong said. After spending nearly four years together, he knew exactly what kind of person Huang Chong was.

Thinking it, he acted. After giving some instructions to Wang Hu, Bado, and the others, and telling them to continuously cultivate to improve their strength and guide the talented children gathered from around the world by the Chimera Ant legion, he set off on his journey to the Underworld.

So what if I, He Jiaran, am cursed like a dog? There is no such thing as a perfect person. At this moment, I feel that what I did was right, and that is that. Many people have opinions about my life, but none of them can live it for me.

Ultimately, it was all because of that man. If he hadn't leaked the matter to the newspapers, how could such a situation have arisen?

"Why won't you tell me? You can go and see for yourself; I can wait for you here." Gilgamesh’s voice softened slightly. Looking at Qi La’s reddened eyes, he could not bear it.

Having finished his meeting with Jobs, Chen Xueqian began preparing for the release of his new film.

Perhaps Mo Zixuan never knew from the very beginning—never knew that on that same winter day buried deep in snow, he had already fallen in love with him.

It is well known that the cultivation of the Western Pope is not largely derived from personal practice, but rather from the Pope absorbing the power of faith from believers, allowing them to commune with their Western deities. The greater the number of believers, the more power of faith the Pope absorbs, and the stronger the strength they manifest.

As the saying goes, people fear fame just as pigs fear being fat. He had always upheld the principle of making a fortune in silence. Yet now, being targeted by so many people, he found it impossible to eat or sleep in peace.

Having no other choice, he finally dialed another number. Besides Yi Ling, the only person he could turn to now was Liu Zhantian.

Even a wise emperor, when subjected to various constraints and left disillusioned, would eventually fall into the same state as the current Spirit Emperor.