The Netherworld woman's gaze was somewhat sluggish as she looked at the Lord Gou. The fat on his face was jiggling as he spoke with a gentle and magnetic voice. It seemed as though he was trying to bewitch her.
However, what he said made sense.
The Netherworld woman licked her lips, and she couldn't help but feel somewhat tempted.
However, she was still somewhat hesitant. She wasn't sure whether or not Bu Fang would be able to provide her with dishes filled with rich spiritual essence after leaving the Secret Realm.
If she couldn't replenish her spiritual essence, she would suffer a backlash from the curse, and her body would suffer a torturous pain. She would feel as though she was being sliced by a thousand blades or being bitten by ten thousand ants.
This was why she was somewhat hesitant and indecisive.
There were many natural treasures filled with spiritual essence in the Secret Realm. If she needed them, she could just pluck them.
However, if she left the Secret Realm, it would be much more difficult for her to find natural treasures.
This was a matter that she had to make a decision about.
She recalled the piping hot Dragon Blood Rice and the wonderful feeling she got when the warm rice flowed down her ice-cold throat and entered her stomach. She couldn't bear to part with such a feeling.
"That kid doesn't know anything else, but he does know how to cook. I believe that you, the Lord Gou, won't deceive you. You must follow your instincts. Although you are cursed and banished, you can still live your own life."
The Lord Gou continued to use his magnetic voice to bewitch her.
At this moment, Bu Fang didn't know what the Lord Gou and the Netherworld woman were doing. He was walking in this space, which couldn't be considered very big. Lava surged around him, and waves of heat surged around him.
After losing the phoenix egg, the spiritual energy in this space quickly decreased, and it didn't have the previous feeling of being able to penetrate his pores anymore.
He wanted to see if there were any other spirit herbs around, but he was destined to be disappointed.
Perhaps it was because of the phoenix egg and the Bone Metamorphosing Dragon Grass, but the spiritual energy in the surroundings had been plundered, and other spirit herbs couldn't grow here.
After taking a stroll around the place, Bu Fang decided to leave. There wasn't any meaning in staying here any longer.
Xiao Bai blindly followed behind Bu Fang, and its purple eyes flickered.
Xiaopi waved its sickle-like claws and rolled its compound eyes.
"Let's go … We should leave this space," Bu Fang said to Lord Dog, who was talking to the Netherworld woman in the distance.
The Lord Gou waved its tail and gave the Netherworld woman a look that said "you understand". Then, it walked with enchanting cat-like steps toward Bu Fang.
Bu Fang looked at the Netherworld woman, who was standing in a daze, but he didn't say anything.
He turned around and left.
The Netherworld woman's long black hair fluttered as it was blown by the heatwave. Her perfectly straight and exquisite legs slowly opened up as her sparkling jade-like feet stepped on the ground.
In the next moment, Bu Fang felt a gust of wind blow past him. The Netherworld woman was following behind him with an expressionless face.
Bu Fang was taken aback, but he didn't care about it. There was only one way to leave this place, and the Netherworld woman was probably heading in the same direction as him.
After walking out of the crack, Bu Bu Fang returned to the dilapidated gourmet island.
The auspicious gourmet island, which was filled with exotic delicacies, was now in ruins.
The spirit trees, which were filled with exotic delicacies, were destroyed and engulfed by the magma. They had turned into charcoal, and steam was still rising from them.
The grass on the ground was scorched, and cracks could be seen on the ground.
Bu Fang stepped on the ground and looked at the desolate gourmet island. He couldn't help but sigh, and he felt that it was a pity for him.
A gourmet island, which was a miracle of nature, was very rare for a chef. It was a pity that beautiful things didn't last long.
The destruction of the gourmet island made Bu Fang sad, but he couldn't stop it.
After circling the dilapidated delicacy island, Bu Fang couldn't help but furrow his brows.
His spirit boat was gone. How was he going to leave this place without a spirit boat?
Moreover, how was he going to leave this Secret Realm?
These were all things that gave him a headache.
There should be many people who had entered the Secret Realm who were still alive.
After all, not all of them had come to the gourmet island, and there should be some people who were still alive on the other islands.
It was just that they didn't make it in time. Of course, it was also possible that they had encountered an opportunity that was more suitable for them.
The Netherworld woman, who was standing behind Bu Fang, emitted a cold aura.
Bu Fang couldn't help but shiver, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at her.
The Netherworld woman nodded at Bu Fang, then pointed at the Netherworld Ship, which was floating in the sky.
"Do you mean that I can ride on your Netherworld Ship?"
Bu Fang was taken aback.
The Netherworld woman expressionlessly nodded her head. She swung her beautiful legs, and her small, sparkling feet stepped on the ground. She soared into the sky, and her pitch-black hair fluttered in the wind as she landed on the Netherworld Ship.
Bu Fang raised his head, and after hesitating for a moment, he also flew onto the ship.
"How can I accept this … Although your ship is a little gloomy, it is still much more expensive than a spirit ship." Bu Fang said, but he had already landed on the deck and was looking around.
The Lord Gou opened his big mouth and yawned. He found a place on the deck, laid down, and slept soundly.
The Netherworld woman glanced at Bu Fang, then she stood at the front of the deck. The Netherworld Ship rumbled, and it started to move slowly.
With a loud bang, the Netherworld Ship entered the water, and it set off huge waves.
The pitch-black sails fluttered in the wind, and they pushed the Netherworld Ship forward, braving the wind and breaking through the waves.
Bu Fang wandered around the Netherworld Ship with great interest.
In all honesty, the Netherworld Ship's workmanship was extremely exquisite, and it was made of an extraordinary material. Although it looked shabby on the surface, and it gave off a gloomy feeling, if one were to look carefully, they would discover that the ship was so exquisite that it would cause anyone to exclaim in admiration.
All of a sudden, Bu Fang's gaze fell on the cabin of the ship.
Looking at the tightly shut cabin door, Bu Fang suddenly remembered something.
He seemed to remember that Nangong Wuque, that clown, was also on this ship. When that fellow was pulled into the cabin, his expression of despair was still deeply imprinted in Bu Fang's mind.
Well … They made such a big commotion, but Nangong Wuque still didn't come out. Could it be that he was embarrassed?
Bu Fang took a few steps and arrived in front of the cabin door. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand, intending to open the cabin door.
However, just as his hand touched the cabin door, he felt a gloomy and cold aura behind him.
Bu Fang's body stiffened, and he turned his head around to look at the Netherworld woman's ice-cold and beautiful face.
…
Nangong Wuque's nostrils flared, and he breathed heavily.
His whole body was drenched in sweat, and his muscles were bulging. An unyielding will was supporting his body.
He wasn't willing to admit defeat. He wasn't willing to admit defeat. He was the man who would manage the Nangong Family in the future. How could he stay in a ship and be licked to death by a woman?
No! This was absolutely unforgivable.
He had to struggle, and he had to endure this enormous pressure and climb out of this gloomy ship.
He couldn't die here.
Bean-sized beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. They streaked across his eyes, his nose, the corners of his mouth, and his chin before they fell to the ground.
His heavy breathing echoed in the silent and cold cabin.
He was getting closer. He was really getting closer.
He was about to touch the cabin door.
His spring had arrived.
Creak …
His face was filled with malevolence. He clenched his teeth and raised his hand. It seemed like his fingertips were about to touch the cabin door.
However, right at that moment, a heavy sound echoed, and the cabin door was opened.
Rays of light shone through the cabin door, and they illuminated Nangong Wuque's eyes. He couldn't help but shed tears.
A figure was standing in front of the cabin door.
Nangong Wuque raised his head, and tears streamed down his face.
Eh?
It didn't seem to be that voluptuous woman with long black hair.
That figure seemed somewhat familiar.
Bu Fang had just pushed open the cabin door when he saw Nangong Wuque, who was lying on the ground with his head tilted up and his nostrils wide open, and tears streamed down his face.
What the f * ck … Where did this lunatic come from?
Bu Fang was startled. He raised his leg and almost kicked Nangong Wuque's face.
However, when he recalled Nangong Wuque's face, Bu Fang managed to restrain himself.
"Old … Old Bu? Why is it you? Am I dreaming? "Nangong Wuque's tears flowed down uncontrollably. He was somewhat dumbfounded.
Bu Fang lowered his leg, nodded, and calmly said, "It's me."
Nangong Wuque felt as though his spring had arrived. That smirking expression was indeed Old Bu's.
Nangong Wuque's expression stiffened.
A pair of fair and perfect legs stretched out from behind Bu Fang, and a graceful figure stood beside Bu Fang.
The Netherworld woman's expressionless face entered his line of sight.
Nangong Wuque was dumbfounded. His mouth trembled, and sorrow welled up in his heart.
It wasn't easy for him to reach this place.
The Netherworld woman raised her slender palm and waved it.
Nangong Wuque grabbed the ground and was pulled into the depths of the cabin.
Why am I always the one who gets hurt? Nangong Wuque felt as though he had nothing left to live for.
The Netherworld woman had once again mercilessly crushed his dreams and expectations.
Bu Fang was taken aback. It seemed as though he was confused by the relationship between Nangong Wuque and the Netherworld woman.
What was going on? Was it the legendary love-hate relationship?
Bu Fang explained it to the Netherworld woman for a long time.
He told her that Nangong Wuque was his friend, and he hoped that she would release him.
The Netherworld woman expressionlessly listened to him, and she shook her head.
Nangong Wuque's cries, which sounded like a pig being slaughtered, echoed from the cabin.
Bu Fang curled up the corners of his mouth and said, "I will use a bowl of Dragon Blood Rice to exchange for this guy. Is that fine?"
The Netherworld woman was taken aback. Her small mouth pouted, and she nodded her head in an adorable manner.
Bu Fang was taken aback. What happened to her principles? What happened to her persistence?
As expected, Nangong Wuque was only worth a bowl of Dragon Blood Rice.
The Netherworld woman's adorable expression only appeared for a moment, and it quickly became ice-cold and merciless. She looked at the cabin with her pitch-black eyes and waved her hand.
Nangong Wuque felt the pressure that had been pressing down on him suddenly disappear.
He crawled up from the ground in disbelief, and his face was filled with joy.
After he crawled up from the ground, he rushed out while wailing like a ghost.
"Old Bu! From now on, I, Nangong Wuque, am yours. "Nangong Wuque was so moved that he wanted to cry. He knew that it was Bu Fang who had saved him.
The Netherworld woman, who was standing beside Bu Fang, had an ice-cold expression on her face as she looked at the elated Nangong Wuque.
Nangong Wuque's body trembled, and he looked at this beautiful woman in fear. She was a f * cking she-devil!
Therefore, he gave up on giving Bu Fang a big hug and decided to stay away from this woman first.
After seeing Nangong Wuque leave …
The Netherworld woman shifted her gaze and looked at Bu Fang.
"Hurry up and cook my … meal."
Bu Fang was having a headache. Without the blood crown … how was he going to make Dragon Blood Rice?!
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