Wild Concubine Taming the Beast: The Emperor Wants to Be Touched by His Tail Every Night

"What is that, radish, radish?"

Tingfeng pulled Tinglei, Tingyun pointed at Yunzheng's feet and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Such a fat carrot, did it not get into the ground and got stuck?

"Huh? Carrot?"

Yunzheng looked at the 'radish' digging hard into the soil and blinked.

"Well, you are a carrot. Your whole family is a carrot. I am not a carrot. I look so suave and handsome. How can I look like a carrot?"

The 'radish' made a dissatisfied sound as it dug into the soil. It hummed like a groundhog digging a hole in the ground.

But he drilled for a long time, but he didn't get in.

"Don't waste your efforts. The soil at Tongtian Cliff is full of metal elements. It can be said to be a natural enemy of Purple Scrophulariaceae, even if you run away!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came. Yunzheng raised his head, and a dozen figures fell down. The leader was a girl wearing a pink dress, followed by a dozen men wearing sect costumes.

"Why are you such a loser? Why did you come to Tongtian Cliff?"

The pink-clothed girl spoke disdainfully, looking at Yunzheng with eyes full of disgust.

"Miss, there's no need to talk to this loser. It's important to capture the Purple Scrophulariaceae first."

Behind the girl, a man said. As he spoke, his eyes looked at the ginseng beard exposed at Yunzheng's feet.

"Oh mother, dig quickly, dig quickly, damn it, why can't I dig it?"

The sound of Purple Scrophulariaceae came, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't dig it.

Zi Scrophulariaceae was so tired that she gasped for breath when she saw a purple figure suddenly come out.

When the girl and the men saw this, they quickly formed a circle, surrounding Yunzheng and Purple Scrophulariaceae in the middle.

And Yunzheng also saw clearly what the carrot looked like.

I saw that this carrot looked like a child, with a fair and chubby face, and only wore a short purple bellyband and a pair of purple shoes.

In addition, there is a small bag hanging on his waist, like a two-year-old child, with white and tender limbs, as fleshy as lotus root joints.

There was a small braid tied on his head, which looked like roots, as if it were his hair. Except for this small braid, the rest of the hair was bare, making him look like a little monk.

Zi Scrophulariaceae looked at the girl and others surrounding it, gritted her teeth, flew forward, and hugged Yunzheng's thigh.

"Yunzheng, give me the purple scrophulariaceae, or I want you to look good."

The look and expression on the girl's face were very familiar to Yunzheng, because King Han had such an expression in the auction house before.

The girl took out the sword from her waist and pointed at Yunzheng. She was the eldest lady of the Song family, one of the eight great families, and the daughter of the head of the Song family. Yunzheng was a loser. She was not even worthy of talking to herself.

Of course, if Yunzheng kneels down and brings the purple scrophulariaceae to her, then she can give Yunzheng a look.

"Yun Zheng, don't be shameless if you don't send the Purple Scrophulariaceae to our eldest lady."

Song Ziling raised her chin and looked at Zi Scrophulariaceae holding Yunzheng's thigh with some jealousy.

Damn it Yunzheng, if this Purple Scrophulariacea comes close to her, don't let her smell bad.

This trash, she doesn't want anything to come close to her.

"Send it over? How shameless?"

Yunzheng smiled playfully and remembered that this girl was the eldest lady of the Song family. She had often laughed at her before, and the Song family was close to the Min family. She had just offended the Min family, and the Song family would soon do the same.

knew.

"No, no, no, I won't go there, or I will blow myself up."

Zi Scrophulariaceae raised his fat face and winked at Yunzheng. While talking, there were still two tears accumulated in his round eyes, which were about to fall.

He, the dignified young master of Purple Scrophulariaceae, just woke up today, but he was unexpectedly blocked here by this group of people.

Fortunately, he was holding the person on his thigh. He felt a very obscure aura on her body. Maybe she could protect him.

Human beings are all greedy. If they were caught by Purple Scrophulariaceae, they would definitely pluck out all the beards on their bodies.

"Woo, I, I am willing to accept you as my master, but don't give me to them."

Shen Bao howled, a sly look flashed in his eyes, wishing he could be Yunzheng's leg pendant.

"Step aside."

Shen Bao's hands tightly grasped Yunzheng's legs. Yunzheng's face darkened. He looked down at the little purple carrot and lifted him up with his hands.

"Hey, hey, master."

Purple Scrophulariaceae was lifted up, holding two fat hands together, looking at Yunzheng with a flattering face.

He couldn't explain clearly, but this girl had a very pleasant smell that could help him grow. It was not easy for him to grow up like Purple Scrophulariaceae. He had lived for thousands of years, and he had only grown so tall.

Little by little.

"Master? Do you want to accept her as your master? She is a waste, Yunzheng, let go of the purple scrophulariaceae, he is mine."

Song Ziling's face was full of anger, she held up the red light in her hand and hit Yunzheng without saying a word.

This damn waste is such an eyesore, she will kill her today!

"Kill me? Are you worthy?"

Yunzheng squinted her eyes and moved quickly to avoid Song Ziling's attack.

"Mobile talisman, you actually have a talisman?"

The man behind Song Ziling looked at Yunzheng greedily.

Who doesn't know that Marquis Subei loves Yunzheng the most, and this talisman must have been given to Yunzheng by Marquis Subei.

But so what, you can just grab it. He is a great spiritual master of the wind system. Having the mobile talisman is the icing on the cake for him.

"Song Kun, I order you to snatch the talisman from Yunzheng from me!"

Song Ziling gritted her teeth, Yunzheng didn't deserve to have the magic talisman, only she could use those things!

"yes!"

Song Kun responded, drew out his sword, and blasted light green energy towards Yunzheng.

As soon as Song Kun made a move, all the disciples of the Song family took action. They didn't think there was anything wrong with so many of them beating one Yunzheng.

They just want to grab the good stuff!

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Yunzheng sneered, and with a thought, a shining silver sword appeared in her hand.

The sword was extremely sharp and even made a low sound.

"The Jade Light Sword? Do you have the Jade Light Sword? The Jade Light Sword that is among the top three swords in the world?"

Now, Song Ziling was no longer calm. She had been looking for this green light sword for a long time, but she didn't expect that it was also in Yunzheng's hand.

Today, whether it is the Jade Light Sword or the talisman, she will get it.

"Let's go together."

Yunzheng looked down at the sword in her hand, and she could clearly feel the excitement of the Biguang Sword.

This sword is sharp and very violent. After Subei Hou gave it to its original owner, the original owner was injured once by the sword and put it away without using it again. Now that she has no weapon in her hand, she can only take out the sword and

use.

"You asked for this, I want you to apologize for your ignorance!"

Song Ziling also clenched her sword tightly. She was a sixth-level great martial artist or a seventh-level great spiritual master. Today, she was going to teach Yunzheng a lesson and let her know how a loser should look up to the strong.

"Ah."

Yunzheng looked at the ferocious look on Song Ziling's face, smiled lowly, raised the Bibi Light Sword, used the moving talisman, and slashed at Song Ziling fiercely.

Her sword was so powerful that Song Ziling underestimated the enemy, but she did not expect that Yunzheng could use such force.

A "touch" sound.

Yunzheng turned her wrist and knocked the sword from Song Ziling's hand away.

"Clang". The sword in Song Ziling's hand was inserted into the soil, carving three points into it.

Song Ziling looked at Yunzheng in disbelief, and fired the energy in her hand towards Yunzheng.

"You loser, go to hell!"

Song Ziling roared, but Yunzheng still dodged and hid. This time, like a ghost, she went directly behind Song Ziling.

Silver light flashed, and Yunzheng raised a green light sword towards Song Ziling's back with a cold face, like a Rakshasa.

"Stop, Yunzheng, if you dare to hurt the eldest lady, the Song family will not let you go!"

Song Kun shouted, his pupils trembled fiercely, and he quickly headed towards Yunzheng!