My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

After being surrounded, Nangong Hai did not panic at all, but instead gripped his weapon and charged forward!
The giant trident slashed across the colorful grid wall!
Huge explosions rang out rapidly across the sea.

The explosion created huge waves, and the entire sea surface was covered with splashes of water.

Nangong Hai was badly injured by the aftershocks of the explosions, and he was covered in dust and dirt.

He, who was originally indifferent, was now covered in water splashes and looked particularly disheveled from the injuries caused by the explosion.

Tong Xin made a firework explosion gesture, floated up and looked up at the sky, waved his hands, and a huge storm swept towards Nangong Hai.

Nangong Hai calmly dodged backward, and as he quickly moved aside, several more explosions occurred where he had been standing.

Zhang Hao was extremely glad that he hadn't rushed to save the person immediately. If he had, it would have been wishful thinking on his part.

This guy is getting better and better at pretending; even he almost thought that Tong Xin must have been seriously injured before.

Tong Xin floated in the moonlight with a grin, looking down at the sea like a god, and said in a flippant tone: "Explosions are the most beautiful art! Nangong Hai, would you like to become a part of my artwork?"

As soon as the question was asked, a huge wave of water suddenly surged up in front of Tong Xin. In an instant, the huge wave split into countless water droplets, each drop of which carried unparalleled destructive power, like bullets, threatening to pierce through Tong Xin completely.

Tong Xin laughed and dodged backward, causing another wave of water to surge in front of him, blocking the water spray bullets that came from all directions.

The fierce battle continued, and Zhang Hao watched from a distance.

The two fought fiercely, exchanging blows that caused explosions and waves to rise continuously across the sea.

The fight lasted for nearly half an hour. Nangong Hai was covered in injuries, and Tong Xin was also badly hurt.

"Let's end it here!" Tong Xin was sent flying by Nangong Hai's palm strike. Suddenly, he revealed a strange smile and slowly spat out three black balls from his mouth!

When Nangong Hai saw the three black balls flying towards him, his expression suddenly changed drastically. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, preparing to block the fierce attack.

However, it was too late. The three black balls, with their unstoppable penetrating power, instantly shattered Nangong Hai's head, chest, and neck!
Tong Xin flew over and swallowed Nangong Hai whole; his injuries were rapidly healing.

Under the moonlight, Tong Xin's strength continued to increase, and his aura became even more unpredictable.

A pale face, like a drowned demon, appeared on the sea. He gave Zhang Hao a malicious smile and walked towards him step by step: "I'm very sorry I couldn't fulfill your wish to perish together with the other party. Besides, I've become even stronger."

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes helplessly, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "It's true what they say, 'The wicked live a thousand years!' I originally thought you would fight that guy to the death, so I wouldn't have to hunt with you anymore."

Tong Xin pouted in dissatisfaction, scooped up a handful of seawater and splashed it at Zhang Hao, trying to wet his face: "You really don't want to hunt with me?"

“You’re strong enough already, you shouldn’t need me to follow you anymore, right?” Zhang Hao asked tentatively.

"You can't say that," Tong Xin said, shaking a finger to deny what the other person meant. "Right now, I actually really need you."

He smiled as he said this, glanced at the distant horizon, and then sighed softly: "Let's end the hunt here for today. We should all go back. I don't plan to hunt for the next three days. We'll meet here again after three days and continue then."

Zhang Hao noticed he seemed to need a good rest, but he quickly guessed the real reason the other man had paused the hunt. "Is it because he ate too much and can't digest it? Or are the injuries from the battle not healing as quickly as they appeared?"

Tong Xin puffed out her chest, meeting the other person's questioning gaze, and smiled rather strangely: "You figured it out, didn't you? Since you figured it out, do you want to take this opportunity to kill me? You know, I'm very weak right now."

Zhang Hao instinctively didn't want to take action now, because if he did, it could lead to something even more terrible.

“I have no interest in killing you now, after all, we made a contract.”

Tong Xin looked at him with a regretful expression: "Really? That's a pity. I thought you would take this opportunity to kill me."

After saying this, Tong Xin turned around and skipped away towards the shore, completely unconcerned about whether the person behind her might ambush her.

Zhang Hao watched his departing figure disappear in the blink of an eye.

After he disappeared, he reappeared in the underworld.

In the underworld, the ghost messengers working in the Yama King's palace saw him and took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Zhang, you've arrived? Yama King is looking for you."

Zhang Hao floated into the Yama King's palace, where the King of Hell was flipping through a record, his face growing increasingly grim.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Hao floated over and couldn't help but be curious when he saw that the other person looked so bad.

What happened this time that made this person so angry?
Is there anything more infuriating than that new wave incident?

"Recently, someone has been deliberately targeting the ghost messengers who are sent to the ground to handle affairs, and quite a few ghost messengers have already fallen victim to this."

Because recent events have been so outrageous, the underworld has sent out many ghost messengers to maintain order. Originally, these ghost messengers were quite effective, but later, for some reason, many of the new-style exorcists began to turn against those ghost messengers who went out to do their jobs, causing many ghosts to get into trouble.

"So that's how it is."

Zhang Hao took the notebook handed to him and quickly read through the records about the injured ghost messengers.

"Judging from these records, it seems there's a group of new-style celestial masters deliberately targeting the people of the underworld. So what do you plan to do now?"

When Yama asked that question, he looked up at him with an expectant gaze that Zhang Hao couldn't ignore.

"You don't want me to run errands for you again, do you?" Zhang Hao's lips twitched. This was hardly the way to treat someone like that. After all, he wasn't a regular employee of the Underworld; don't dump everything on him.

"But right now, you're the only one who can handle this. I believe you can definitely do it! If I send another ghost messenger, they'll probably get hurt again."

The King of Hell's gaze was so intense that Zhang Hao felt goosebumps rising on his skin. He calmly said, "But I'm currently with a guy named Tong Xin, helping him eliminate the strongmen in the new faction. I don't have time for this. Go find someone else."

The King of Hell sighed, realizing that the other party simply didn't want to work overtime.

“Actually, sending other ghosts would be fine, but you probably don’t know, those people have spells specifically designed to counter ghost messengers, and they use them quite well. If we send them, they’ll most likely be countered…” (End of Chapter)