Chapter 237: Split Personality Disorder

"Who?" Wang Hu looked out in disbelief, what a powerful character it must be to scare the Netherworld like this!

The beasts outside roared continuously, and those soul beasts that ran out of the Nine Nether Styx were fighting and killing each other! This was the case before and after, left and right, Wang Hu leaked his breath a little, and suddenly all the soul beasts instantly stopped moving, and their eyes began to probe around!

Wang Hu broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly retracted into the blue umbrella: "Netherworld kid, who is coming?

"He, it's him, don't come here, don't come here!" Nether's face was pale, as if he was resisting something, and his thin body tried to get closer to the bottom of the umbrella, looking ahead with a frightened face!

Wang Hu stretched out his head again and looked forward, there was nothing in front of the blue umbrella, could it be some kind of monster that he couldn't see but could see in the netherworld? Wang Hu couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he thought of this, and his body also subconsciously shrank under the umbrella!

However, the night passed, of course, there was no day or night here, when the outside was completely calm, Wang Hu looked at the sleeping Netherworld curled up on the ground, and shook his head speechlessly, he still didn't understand what he was in the Netherworld's mouth.

I was scared all night!

As soon as his eyes turned Wang Hu looked at the blue umbrella again, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he wiped the corners of his mouth, this umbrella doesn't know what level of treasure it is, but looking at the picture on this umbrella is so magnificent, I'm afraid it won't be bad there!

Thinking of this, Wang Hu stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up the umbrella and play with it, thinking in his mind that when the netherworld child woke up, could he use the spirit fruit and spiritual food or something to change this umbrella into his hand!

But the Netherworld looks innocent, wouldn't that be good!

But this umbrella really looks like it's too good for you...... Pretend to be forced, when the time comes, when you see other demon clans, go directly to this blue umbrella, the cliff attracts attention, and there is no limit to the wind!

Wang Hu was at war with heaven and man in his heart, thinking about whether to start, his fingers involuntarily just touched the blue umbrella, and the ghost, who had been sleeping quite soundly, instantly opened his eyes, put away the blue umbrella, and stared at Wang Hu fiercely: "What are you doing?

"Eh!" Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, feeling that the Netherworld was a little different from yesterday, but he didn't think much about it, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and a plate of pastries flashed in his hand: "You let me see this blue umbrella and return it to you later, how about this plate of pastries for you to eat?"

Netherworld looked Wang Hu up and down a few times, and licked his lips: "What kind of thing is this, do you think I will eat it?" But you are a good tiger demon, and you are quite strong, so it must be delicious when you think about it!"

As he spoke, the blue umbrella in Nether's hand disappeared in a flash, and his small body flicked on the ground, rushing towards Wang Hu in an instant!

"What kind of situation am I going to go here, it wasn't like this yesterday!" Wang Hu was taken aback, and his body kept kicking out all kinds of stones while blocking the Netherworld!

"Boom, boom!" The two punched each other three times in the sky in a row, Wang Hu stepped on a rock not far away with a half-kneeling sound, shook his arm that was a little numb, and was infinitely depressed: "This little kid is too powerful!"

"The Black Tiger refining body is very good, come again!" The Nether's eyes were bright, and he rushed up again at a fast speed, and Wang Hu had no choice but to go up to meet him.

He can see it now, this Netherworld Cliff is a guy with a split personality, and the Netherworld standing in front of him now is obviously very different from the clean-eyed, helpful Netherworld yesterday!

The two have been fighting all day, of course, Wang Hu has always been the suppressed party, and he was almost put down by this little fart several times.

But he can be regarded as desperate, fortunately, Brother Monkey raised his eight or nine Xuangong to a higher level, coupled with his Seven Evil Bone Forging Technique to temper the bones of the whole body, in terms of physical strength alone, he is not even much better than some guys who have survived a fairy tribulation!!

If it weren't for Brother Monkey's tempering of his body, I'm afraid it would really become food in the mouth of that little kid now!

"Whew!" the beast's roar sounded again, and the faces of the two men who were fighting on a mountain changed at the same time.

"What will I do with you tonight?" Netherworld glanced at Wang Hu, laughed evilly, and his body suddenly shot backwards, and the figure disappeared without a trace after a few ups and downs!

"Nima, what can I do without that blue umbrella to isolate my breath?" Wang Hu was a little dumbfounded, it was pitch black all around, and it was obviously not a wise move to find that little fart child now!

Wang Hu looked around, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the Nine Styx River.

This is the first time that Wang Hu has approached the river, and as soon as he walked to the side of the river, a pungent fishy smell came to his face, Wang Hu frowned, and he could only take the risk to try it in order to survive!

Glancing at the tumbling surface of the river and the sound of beast roars coming from the river, Wang Hu gritted his teeth and reached out to pick up the blood-like water in the river and poured it on himself, and after coating his whole body, he quickly left.

Then he found a vacant land, dug a pit directly, buried himself alive in it, and the astringent breath directly closed the six senses, and entered a state of suspended animation!

The rumbling beast roar lasted all night, and when the soul beast retreated again, Wang Hu opened his eyes, and suddenly saw the ghost squatting next to him and looking at him curiously!

Wang Hu was startled and jumped up suddenly: "What does the little fart kid want to do, I want to beat Lao Tzu to the end!"

Because he even closed all the six senses before, he didn't even know when the Netherworld dug himself out, so how did this little bastard know his location! If he had killed himself with a knife just now when he couldn't perceive the outside world, it would have really been a hundred!

Thinking of this, Wang Hu suddenly felt cold all over his body, and his eyes became more and more vigilant when he looked at the netherworld, this little kid is not simple!

"Fighting? Why fighting? I want to eat something delicious, take it out, you promised me yesterday!"

"Nani, is this coming back again?" Wang Hu suddenly became depressed, and let out a long sigh, if he fights with this guy every day, then he will not be exhausted to death! And he doesn't even have time to find a way out!

Weakly took out a plate of pastries from the storage tiger's teeth, Wang Hu looked down at the smelly clothes on his body, frowned slightly, sat on the ground and beckoned to the nether.

Picking up a piece of pastry and throwing it into his mouth, he pushed the rest to the Nether, looked down and asked casually as he probed the little blue umbrella, "What happened yesterday?

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