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

"Jie Jie Jie, what a delicious soul."

The tall black figure was a ghost, but Yunhuang could see his appearance clearly.

It is very ugly, with horns on its head, a face like an awl, and a pair of red eyes full of evil, making it look very sinister.

"Purgatory Messenger, we have sacrificed our souls, but I don't know if our wishes can be fulfilled."

An evil spirit master said, his head slightly lowered. It seemed that even the evil spirit master, who everyone in the human race shouted to beat, felt very frightened when he saw the messenger of purgatory.

If you ask the evil spirit to come out, the evil spirit master can do anything for his plan.

"You want to enter this ancient tomb? Isn't it easy?"

The Purgatory Messenger waved his hand slightly, and saw that the ancient tomb door that had been closed by the old monster was actually opened!

Yunhuang's pupils shrank, and the dragon egg was on the evil spirit master. Although she didn't know much about these evil spirit masters, rash action was never her style.

Since these evil masters want to enter the ancient tomb, let them enter. Didn’t the fat monk say that the ancient tomb is full of ghosts?

Even if the evil spirit master wants to summon the Purgatory Messenger again, he cannot summon it twice in one day.

"Thank you very much. I will send the Purgatory Messenger back soon."

The evil spirit master was overjoyed and seemed to be unable to hold himself back and wanted to enter the ancient tomb.

But it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. The Purgatory Messenger looked around at these evil masters and licked the corners of his mouth: "Go back? Do you think I will go back easily after being invited by you?"

"Let's do this. Choose one of you to be my other sacrifice. I will stay in the world for a few days, Jie Jie Jie."

The Purgatory Messenger's whole body was filled with evil energy. The evil spirit master was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. This Purgatory Messenger wanted to take away the body.

No, they are not willing to be the one to sacrifice.

"Let me see which one is better." The Purgatory Messenger said as he walked around behind the evil master. Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed at a tall evil master.

"No, I know there is a more suitable candidate. This person has a noble status and is worthy of your status."

When the evil spirit master heard that the purgatory messenger had chosen him, he panicked and released a sack he was carrying.

The sack was opened, revealing a pale face. Yunhuang used the light to see clearly the person in the sack.

I saw that he was a young man with a warm and radiant Zhilanyu tree. Even with his eyes closed, his good looks were not affected.

The evil spirit master said that this young man had a noble status. Could it be that he was the son of a noble family in the Flame Kingdom, but Yunhuang could not find any information about this person in his memory.

"This is Hu Yanshuofeng, the prince of Shuiye Kingdom. He is fifteen years old this year. He is the number one genius in Shuiye Kingdom. He is not only the eighth level Spirit King, but also the third level master of Wuzong. If you fall in love with him, you can do whatever you want.

What did you do?"

The evil spirit master smiled and had evil intentions.

Their evil spirit masters want to stir up chaos in the Jiuzhou Continent. If the prince of Shuiye Kingdom dies in Lieyan Kingdom, the two royal families will be in trouble.

Let's be chaotic, the more chaotic it will be, the better it will be for the evil spirit masters.

"Okay, give him to me."

The Purgatory Messenger stretched out his hand, the evil spirit master nodded, and the other evil spirit masters breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the ancient tomb with the dragon eggs in their arms.

After a group of people left, the Purgatory Messenger looked at the young man in the sack. His slender, cold fingertips crossed the young man's face. The red in his eyes looked like blood. However, just when he was about to attack Huyan Shuofeng, a figure slowly appeared in front of him.

Behind him.

Behind him, the girl was smiling and spinning a hairless black brush in her hand. The Purgatory Messenger's eyes lit up.

A more delicious and pure soul will no longer have to be suppressed underground after swallowing it.

"Oh, evil spirits should go back to hell."

Yunhuang squinted her eyes, looking at the greed in the purgatory messenger's eyes, flicked the finishing touch, and murmured with red lips: "An ancient summoning technique, please use the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth to suppress evil spirits and traitors. With my order, the order of suppression, the order of hell."

Door, open!"

A strong wind passed by, the ground suddenly cracked, and a strong golden light broke through the ground.

"ah!"

The Purgatory Messenger didn't even have time to resist, and fell directly into the crack.

"Master, I can't understand this pen more and more."

Xiaobai's figure floated out and made a faint sound.

This pen is so magical. It can go up to heaven and earth, open the door to hell, and maybe even go to the divine realm.

It's a pity that he has been sleeping for so many years and has disappeared from the divine world.

"Xiaocao, is there any way to wake him up?"

Yunhuang looked at Huyan Shuofeng in the sack and saw that the young man had a pale face and weak breath. He must have been cast by an evil spirit master.

"Yes, the grass is very powerful. Not only can it heal wounds, but it can also cleanse away the filth in people's hearts. This boy must have been cursed by an evil spirit master and was immersed in a nightmare and unable to wake up."

Xiaocao was called out by Yunhuang, and she hugged Yunhuang's neck and rubbed it, and then jumped on the sack. The big leaf on her head shook vigorously, and then a drop of dew or something like that came out.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted."

The dew-like drop fell on Huyan Shuofeng's lips, causing the grass to fall backwards.

It was still too small, and what was fed to Huyan Shuofeng was the essence of its body. It didn't want to disappoint its owner, but it was too dizzy and couldn't resist.

"Little grass."

Yunhuang was startled and quickly dragged Xiaocao into his hand. Xiaocao rubbed his face against Yunhuang's palm: "Master, it's okay. He woke up soon. It's just that Xiaocao is a little sleepy and wants to sleep."

Xiaocao said, yawned, shrank, and turned into the shape of a seed.

"Little grass!"

Yunhuang shouted fiercely, very worried. Xiaobai floated over, looked at the grass, and comforted: "Master, this grass is fine, the divine grass is also an ancient treasure, it will be fine, just

But the grass hasn't grown up yet, and it will turn into seeds if it uses some power. Just let it go into the space and drink some spiritual water."

Xiaobai waved his hand, and Yunhuang quickly took Xiaocao and Xiaobai into the space.

The moment Xiaocao entered the space, Huyan Shuofeng opened his eyes.

His eyes were very bright and full of energy, like the finest night-glow pearls. He was stunned for a moment, but when he met Yunhuang's cold gaze, he came back to his senses instantly.

When Yunhuang saw that he was awake, he stood up and walked towards the ancient tomb without saying a word.

If she had known that saving this boy would make Xiaocao so weak, she would not have saved him. Whoever dies has nothing to do with her. No one is as important as her Zaizai.

"I……"

Yunhuang's cold eyes left a deep impression on people. Huyan Shuofeng looked at her retreating back. He was about to speak, but found that Yunhuang seemed to be very cold towards him, and was slightly startled.

He had seen countless noble ladies from aristocratic families in Shuiye Kingdom, but none of them had seen him react like Yunhuang did.

This girl not only has cold eyes, but also has a cold aura about her body, just like the snow lotus on the snow-capped mountains, holy, cold and inviting.

Huyan Shuofeng was stunned for a while. When he saw Yunhuang's figure had disappeared, he was suddenly startled and stood up quickly.

Ancient tomb...

The group of evil masters were attacked by the black dragon, and he was still holding an egg in his hand. He had a vague guess and chased the evil masters all the way, but he never expected to fall into their trick and was knocked unconscious.

That egg, could it be a dragon egg!

Huyan Shuofeng did not dare to hesitate at all and hurriedly walked in. As soon as he stepped into the ancient tomb, he heard dozens of screams.