Chapter 191

"I'll beat you too," the girl bared her fangs and brandished her claws, pouncing over as she turned.

Who kissed whom, anyway.

"Are you for real."

"Hee, let's spar," the girl chuckled.

Exchanging countless words is not as good as trying it out with hands.

She was just looking for an excuse.

The two sparred, and of course, Jiang Nan also suppressed his realm to the same level.

One has to admire the girl's combat power and perseverance; at the same level, he actually has more advantages, but the girl fights more bravely as she fights, and it is really not easy to take her down.

If it were too heavy, they would hurt each other, but even if hurt, the girl would probably be even more fierce.

This is her Heaven-Devouring Demon Art; if not crazy, it is hard to kill gods and Buddhas.

After sparring and making a fuss, the two stopped.

"I can't beat you," the girl was puzzled.

"Why do you want to beat me? I'm not bullying you," Jiang Nan laughed.

"Still not bullying... hmph."

"Have I?" Jiang Nan said.

The girl walked beside him with her hands behind her back, very dashing and elegant.

While speaking, the two stopped and looked ahead.

There was someone.

An old man with white hair was looking at them with a smile.

Looking at it this way, he was still very gentle and kind.

But in this place, they had both sensed it before; there was no one...

"Are you human or a ghost?" Jiang Nan greeted.

"Young man, what do you think?" The white-haired old man was a bit speechless.

"Do you know that people can scare people to death?" Jiang Nan said.

"I just woke up, and seeing you two little guys being so affectionate, I was embarrassed to disturb you," the white-haired old man laughed.

"You have some discernment," Jiang Nan said, "But your character is not good."

"Oh? Why is that?" The white-haired old man was curious.

"Why, peeking at people flirting is impolite and immoral, do you know?" Jiang Nan said.

"Is that so? I'm sorry."

"I didn't want to peek, I just saw it when I woke up," the white-haired old man smiled and said.

The girl's beautiful eyes flickered on the side; did we do that?

And this old man, his appearance was strange.

But she trusted Jiang Nan, who must be analyzing it too.

She was the same.

"Old man, we've chatted so familiarly, but I still don't know who you are," Jiang Nan said, "Do you live here?"

"Young man, you are not straightforward either; if you want to ask about me, just say so, why beat around the bush?" The old man laughed.

"I just feel that I hit it off with you, old man," Jiang Nan said.

"Hehe, young people should be thick-skinned; I wasn't like that back then, I was introverted and didn't like to talk, and I always suffered when wandering the world," the old man said.

"Old man, you are even thicker-skinned to be able to say that," Jiang Nan said.

"Hehe, no more jokes," the old man said, "Young man, we are indeed quite fated."

"I said so," Jiang Nan smiled.

"The smile is fake; you don't believe me," the old man said.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Cang Kong, of the Demon race."

"Cang Kong? I seem to have heard of it somewhere," Jiang Nan said.

"Saint Cang Kong is the owner of the dojo here; it is rumored that he passed away," the girl beside him changed color slightly and whispered a reminder to Jiang Nan.

"Oh, sorry," Jiang Nan looked at the old man, "I almost remembered that old friend again; it's her name, with one more 'well' character than yours."

"Hehe, I didn't expect the young master to be a nostalgic person," the old man said.

"That is natural," Jiang Nan said.

"Old man, oh, old man, didn't you kick the bucket?" Jiang Nan said.

"Young man, you really don't know how to talk," the old man's face turned a bit dark.

"Sorry, it is rumored that you kicked the bucket, and then many people came to your dojo to look for opportunities," Jiang Nan said.

"Are you the same?"

"We are not," Jiang Nan shook his head, "We were hunted down and fled here."

"You have a cunning rabbit with three burrows here; you can hide people everywhere," Jiang Nan said.

"What an interesting young man," the old man's face was colorful, "Rumors outside say I am at least a Saint; aren't you afraid I'll be unhappy and deal with you?"

"Old man, you look kind; you are clearly a good rabbit... oh, a good person," Jiang Nan laughed.

"Old man, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? I can help you."

"I'm not dead yet," the old man said angrily.

"Oh, I see your complexion is yellow and your forehead is black... hehe, I'm not cursing you, it shouldn't be long, right?" Jiang Nan said.

"I underestimated you," the old man sighed lightly.

"You are right; I failed to break through to the Great Saint and was originally going to die. A small thing I didn't care about that I got from a ruin pulled me back at the last moment, but I don't have many days left."

"I don't want my inheritance to benefit those holy lands; a bunch of old things, all bastards."

"I didn't expect you to come," the old man said, "Heaven hasn't treated me badly."

"Don't tell me you want to pass your inheritance or something to us?" Jiang Nan said.

"Why not?" The old man laughed, "I like you, and chatting with you is very pleasant. We Demon race don't care about so much; as long as we like you, that's enough."

"I can also feel that your talent is very good, not worse than those holy sons."

"How do you know I am not a holy son?" Jiang Nan said.

"Hehe, holy sons of holy lands are not like you," the old man said, "They may be polite or casual, but the arrogance and sense of superiority in their bones are naturally present, which makes people sick."

"You just said you were hunted down; if you were a holy son, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state."

"At the same level, holy sons should be fearless; the old fellows don't dare to hunt down holy sons so blatantly; this is an unwritten rule between holy lands, and it is limited to them."

"And you said you didn't peek at us," Jiang Nan said.

"I have lived for thousands of years, after all; I should have this much discernment," the old man said.

"I am a human," Jiang Nan said.

"The Ancient tribes are powerful, and both the Demon race and the human race are weak," the old man sighed, "Still the same sentence, I like you."

"Otherwise, the things would have shattered before my time was up, and I wouldn't give them to you," the old man said.

"So, I am so lucky?" Jiang Nan laughed.

"You can say that," the old man laughed.

"What about her?" Jiang Nan said.

"If you are willing to share, naturally you both have it; if you are not willing, I will only pass it to you," the old man said.

"Old man, you are sowing discord between us again," Jiang Nan said.

"Hehe, I am just telling the truth; after passing it to you, I will also turn to dust, so it is naturally up to you," the old man said.

"Girl, move aside a bit," Jiang Nan said.

Big Little Nannan was surprised and walked away a bit.

Jiang Nan struck a handsome pose, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully the young for being poor, it is truly terrifying, Awoo..."

"..." Big Little Nannan, what is this guy doing? It feels a bit embarrassing.

The old man was also very strange.

"Young man, what other hatred do you have?"

"Um, I just had a sudden feeling and wanted to recite a poem," Jiang Nan laughed, "I also have some dog-shit luck."