588 The Chili Strip with the Smell of the Abyss (1/2)

Whitey followed closely behind Bu Fang. The man's and the puppet's shadows under the sunlight were stretched extremely long.

Bu Fang was going to search for the True Dragon Fruit. Only when he found the True Dragon Fruit could he complete the system task. Thus, Bu Fang was too lazy to care about the matter of Nethery and The Nether King.

That's because, based on the way the Nether King treated Nethery, they seemed to be on good terms. Since they were on good terms, there was no need for him to interfere; he only needed to do his own things.

However, Bu Fang's heart was still slightly suspicious. According to logic, the Nether King should be an aloof and remote existence, so why would he appear there?

Exactly what reason would make the Nether King appear there?

The Nether King, after hearing Nethery's words, had a solemn expression on his face. He started at Nethery with a serious expression and he opened up his mouth to say, ”Tell me, the dog that you talked about… Is it really that lazy dog that has no moral principles?”

Nethery slightly froze. What lazy dog with no moral principles?

Although Lord Dog had gotten fatter, and also that it was a little lazy, its moral principles were still intact so it should be unrelated to the lazy dog that the Nether King was referring to. Too lazy to care about the Nether King, Nethery glanced at Bu Fang's figure that was getting farther away. She became slightly anxious. Hence, Nethery did not reply to the Nether King's question. She controlled the Netherworld Ship to chase after Bu Fang.

The Shura Saintess and the rest had long escaped with sorry figures. The combat strength of the Netherworld Woman in the secret territory was definitely something they could not fight against.

In the outside world, the Shura Saintess was able to fight the Netherworld Woman on equal footing because the Netherworld Woman had a curse on her. With her cultivation, she could only barely utilize ten percent of it.

In the secret territory, she was as strong as the Supreme Blade Tyrant within his Soul Sea Space.

Wen Renchou, wearing plain cotton clothing, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Netherworld Ship which was moving in the air.

The Nether King and the Netherworld Woman who were standing on the Netherworld Ship were deeply reflected in his eyes.

”The Netherworld Woman… Also, there is someone who self proclaims himself as the Nether King. Could they actually be related to the Netherworld?” Wen Renchou sucked in a deep breath.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curved, revealing a meaningful smile.

”Just as good. The people of the Hidden Dragon Royal Court really cared about information related to the Netherworld. Such an important piece of news, I believe that they will definitely be very interested…”

The plain-clothed Wen Renchou looked at Bu Fang's slowly fading figure. There was a sinister smile on his face as he slowly walked into the darkness.

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”You still haven't answered my question,” the Nether King felt that the Netherworld Woman had really become fearless. She was actually not answering his questions and it made him feel slightly distressed.

Although the Netherworld Woman was not very respectful to him in the past, at least she would answer when he asked her a question. Now, she even knew how to roll her eyes at him. In any case, he was the King of the Netherworld. He was the Nether King, Er Ha! Within the Netherworld, he was a true peerless existence.

”You were definitely lead astray by that lazy dog! You have become naughty!” The Nether King said with certainty.

Nethery rolled her eyes, too lazy to care about the Nether King who was sounding like a broken record. The Netherworld Ship whistled as it traveled through the Heaven Secret Territory. Soon, the figures of Bu Fang and Whitey could be seen.

Sweeping up a gale, the Netherworld Ship descended.

The Vermillion Robe on Bu Fang's body constantly fluttered as the wind blew against him. He raised his head and the wind messed up his hair.

Nethery's slim and tall figure jumped down from the Netherworld Ship, floating beside Bu Fang.

Bu Fang froze slightly, looking at Nethery curiously.

”What is it?”

Nethery's long straight black hair extended past her waist and her black dress was fluttering in the wind, causing her slim and tall figure to seem even more defined. Her pitch-black eyes looked at Bu Fang.

The Nether King leaned forward on the Netherworld Ship as he raised his head to look at Nethery who was below. He had a curious expression on his face. This posture… Was something romantic going to happen?

Oh my god! The Netherworld Woman had indeed been led astray by that lazy dog! As the Nether King, he should stop her. However, why did he feel a sense of anticipation?

The Nether King blinked his eyes.

Nethery's long eyelashes moved, her translucent feet tapped onto the ground and she stood calmly beside Bu Fang. Her red lips gently opened and she said, ”Bu Fang, I'm hungry.”

”Oh,” Bu Fang understood, nodding his head. He calmly said, ”Wait for me to go back to make you your Dragon Blood Rice.”

Saying that, Bu Fang intended to turn around and continue on his way.

”I want to eat now...” Nethery's figure flashed forward, blocking Bu Fang's way like a ghost.

Bu Fang's brows furrowed, ”You specifically ran here from the restaurant into the Heaven Secret Territory to ask me to cook Dragon Blood Rice?”

Nethery expressionlessly nodded her head. Bu Fang's mouth became a line. This gluttonous Netherworld Woman…

Suddenly, Bu Fang seemed to have thought of something and he looked at Nethery with a suspicious expression on his face, ”You really sold all the Chili Strips?”

Nethery froze, then she seriously and solemnly nodded.

That affirmative appearance, that confident expression… Bu Fang finally calmed down and placed down the suspicion in his heart.

”Okay, then follow me first. Wait for me to find the True Dragon Fruit, then I'll cook the Dragon Blood Rice for you,” Bu Fang raised his palms, patting the Netherworld Woman's head, and lightly said.

Afterward, his hands swayed and a red Chili Strip appeared. The spicy aroma of the Chili Strip filled the air.

”Oh, take a Chili Strip first to sate your hunger.”

Nethery received the Chili Strip from Bu Fang's hands with a dazed face. Looking at that Chili Strip, her face became slightly dark. It was a Chili Strip again… She had eaten enough of this thing. She now really missed the taste of the Dragon Blood Rice.