"You despicable human!"
The Jialan Empress could no longer remain composed, her eyes blazing with fury.
Never had anyone dared to treat her with such insolence!
The key was that she truly had no way to deal with him.
"Madam, thank you for the compliment." Jiang Che curled his lips into a smile.
"Fine, fine, fine!" Jia Mengluo was so furious her teeth were nearly shattered from grinding, yet she could only watch Jiang Che continue acting arrogantly before her.
"Though this soul fragment of mine cannot kill you, if my true body appears, then even with the Heavenly Dao protecting you, I still have ways to kill you!" Jia Mengluo began making vicious threats.
The main thing was that Jiang Che was simply too shameless! The moment she saw him, the humiliating memories from earlier surfaced in her mind, raising goosebumps all over her body.
Seeing the Jialan Empress raging in helpless fury, Jiang Che bent slightly at the waist.
"As the ancients said, die beneath the peony flowers, and even as a ghost one remains romantic. Besides, Madam, you wouldn't want Ling'er to become a widow all alone, would you?"
"If you really kill me, wouldn't Ling'er hate you to death?"
Jiang Che had proven through his own actions the true meaning of the saying, "Die beneath the peony flowers, and even as a ghost one remains romantic."
Jiang Che had just died more than five hundred times. Could you even imagine that?
As for how he died... best not ask. If there were a ranking for the world's most bizarre deaths, Jiang Che would absolutely stand among the very best.
"Get lost!"
The Empress flicked her sleeve and straightened her clothes with one hand. Then the dream began to crumble apart. Before the dream world shattered... countless