Yun Zheng popped up from behind Rong Shuo and said with a sweet smile, "Of course it is. Goddess, you are so beautiful, with a woman's tenderness, a man's body, and ninety-nine and eighty-one emotions. Who can not like you?"
When these words were spoken, everyone looked strange.
Xi Yelin couldn't help but look up and glance at Yun Zheng a few more times.
Is this a compliment?!
Elder Shang Yuan's old face turned red, and he glared at Yun Zheng fiercely, warning her with his eyes not to talk nonsense anymore.
The 'Goddess' narrowed her eyes dangerously, then spoke as gently as possible, "She has a sharp tongue and is quite coaxing. I quite like her. How about this, Your Highness, the Son of God, you give this girl to me, how about that?"
"No matter." Rong Shuo's expression was indifferent, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "She belongs to herself. Neither you nor I have the right to interfere with her freedom."
The implication is that her ownership belongs only to herself.
When Elder Shang Yuan heard this, his expression changed again. Why did His Royal Highness the Son of God have to protect this little girl? He was almost pissed off! What was so good about this girl?!
Upon hearing this, the 'Goddess' felt even more disgusted with Rong Shuo. She looked at Yun Zheng with a dim gaze and said, "Little girl, are you willing to stay by my side? I will grant all your requests."
Yun Zheng understood what he said. He agreed to her previous proposal: to cooperate with him to kill Bai Lianye and the demon god Tianhun.
However, this previous proposal was just a temporary solution.
She had no intention of cooperating with him.
Yun Zheng blinked innocently and said in a delicate voice, "Your Highness the Son of God will agree to any request I make, so I would rather stay by His Highness's side."
The 'Goddess' gnashed her teeth: "..." This ugly girl is quite good at pretending! Okay, okay, she tricked me again.
When Elder Shang Yuan heard this, he was furious and pointed at Yun Zheng and cursed, "Witch!"
Rong Shuo stared at him with deep and cold eyes.
The energy and blood in Shang Yuan's body seemed to flow backwards instantly, making him a little breathless.
His old face flushed red, and he could only grit his teeth and endure it, "I...I'm talking about myself."
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