Chapter 659

"Just joking with you."

"You're actually crying."

"This is our home; we were wondering too."

"Don't you agree?"

"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore."

"The Strange Fire mutated; I accidentally got poisoned."

"No one could have predicted this before," Jiang Nan said.

"Who are you?" Yun Yun snorted lowly.

"You still don't know me? Then it's time to get acquainted," Jiang Nan smiled. "I am Jiang Nan, Ye Ye Tiandi."

"Ye Ye Tiandi?" Yun Yun glared, furious that he was still deceiving her at a time like this.

"Don't believe me?" Jiang Nan raised a finger toward the sky, shattering the firmament and pointing directly at the Great Thousand World.

"Dou Di?" Yun Yun's eyes widened.

"Believe me now?" Jiang Nan said.

"Before, we... exchanged martial arts, sparred in cultivation, heh," Jiang Nan smiled. "You should have felt it; my Intents are profound. I shared many insights with you, pointing out numerous ultimate directions."

"Reflect on them properly later, digest them; they are all very pure."

"You clearly liked this path I gave you."

"Hmph." Yun Yun glared in shame and anger, then quickly dared not look again.

Only you like it.

Yun Yun subconsciously recalled and savored his feedback.

She was truly on the verge of collapse.

She was crazy, but to speak truly, it seemed more her fault.

She was the one who ran over, attacked someone; she was the one who crossed over.

Having lost, she had nothing to say.

This person was too powerful.

"You really are poisoned?" Yun Yun asked.

"Yes," Jiang Nan laughed.

"Can a Dou Di still be poisoned?"

"This poison works insidiously," Jiang Nan sighed.

Yun Yun fell silent; there were truly so many differences, so many inspirations.

Her Dou Qi, her Dou Techniques... had improved countless times.

She felt the Lei Jie was about to arrive.

She didn't even know how many Lei Jie she would have to cross.

But she wasn't worried; it was an inexplicable confidence.

She had become extremely powerful.

She was also infected by Jiang Nan's battle intent.

They had shared, sparred, and exchanged.

She had felt his countless Intents.

What a person so arrogantly powerful.

Naturally, she was infected by this charm.

Such a young supreme, with boundless charm and a good personality; anyone would feel affection.

Countless Intents, countless insights.

So many benefits.

But these benefits, coming from this... she was going mad.

She had thought about cutting her own throat, but... she still had attachments.

That Intent, so profound and beautiful; she was intoxicated by it.

Sober yet intoxicated.

To hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening is enough.

It could be this beautiful.