Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

Yin Tong didn't realize that the more he lived, the more he looked like an ancient person. He lived in seclusion and almost looked like a weirdo.

She only thought that the boy was good in everything, especially if he could hold her hand during the day, it would make her happy for a long time.

The mountain elves and wild monsters dared to say a few words at first, but later they were overheard and after dealing with a few monsters, they no longer dared to talk about the boy's affairs.

Even when the major sects launched another siege, they did not even think of this figure.

"Yintong, you stole our cultivation secrets and provoked various sects. Today we must pay with your blood!"

The two sides have been at odds for a long time. They can only find a reason to start a war, and no one is at ease.

Yin Tong drove the luxurious car frame transformed by the devil's energy, and sat on it and sneered disdainfully.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

After finishing the fight quickly, she still had to buy delicious food for A Heng.

At this time, an old man and a young man came out from the opposite side to take the lead.

The older one is nearly seventy years old, and the younger one is also middle-aged. However, both of them have good-looking faces, and their brows still look familiar.

Tsk, I seem to have seen it somewhere...

She was still thinking, but the two people opposite her had already introduced themselves.

"Master Yinshan Tong, I am Wu Xingjie from the Medicine Master Sect. This is my father. I want to come here to calm down the war."

Wu Xingjie.

Yintong suddenly thought of someone, "Wu Heng, who are you?"

Wu Xingjie paused and said with a strange expression: "It's Quanzi."

"Oh, it turns out that you are the father and son who were sent away by Wu Heng after failing to push for marriage." Yintong poked the other's sore foot unceremoniously, then clapped his hands and laughed, "I quite like the way Wu Clan Master is like that. He acts decisively and informally, and is both good and evil. If the leader of the Wu Sect comes forward, he can still talk to me."

The implication is that these two old bones are not enough.

Who doesn't know that the Medicine Master Sect was independently supported by Wu Heng when he was seventeen years old? In the final analysis, it was not because Wu Xingjie and his son were too useless.

And these words also successfully hit the opponent's lungs. Wu Xingjie's brows condensed, and his aura instantly expanded: "Since Yinshan Pupil Master doesn't want to talk, then let's not talk."

"Humph, let's talk if you don't want to. You think I'm afraid of you." Yin Tong also slapped the frame of the car, strong demonic energy surged crazily, and he rushed towards the opposite side with his teeth and claws.

Soon, the shouts of killing shook the sky again.

The strength of the Medicine Master Sect is extraordinary after all. This deer battle lasted for three days and three nights. Although Yinshan narrowly won, it also suffered heavy casualties.

"Hiss, this damn pharmacist's sect is more poisonous than me, and the wounds can't even be healed now."

Yintong opened the clothes on his back and saw that a large hole was still leaking out demonic energy, which made him feel a little annoyed for a moment.

Because of this injury, she didn't summon Jiang Ziheng for several nights, and she didn't dare to stay in the yard during the day.

The mountain monster who helped heal the injured was helpless.

"Boss, pharmacists are famous for their ability to make poisons, and ordinary treatment methods don't work at all."

"I understand, let's go down." Yintong pulled up her clothes and waved her hands impatiently.

She couldn't survive this little injury.

I was just afraid that the overflowing demonic energy would hurt the young boy.

How about not meeting each other for a while?

But when she thought about this matter, she felt inexplicably irritable.

It happened that the mountain monster couldn't speak yet, so he hit the muzzle of the gun, "Boss, if a powerful person with the same level of cultivation as you can practice both together, the wound will definitely be healed."

Now that the whole Yinshan knows that the boss has people close to him, no matter whether it is Luo Ding or dual cultivation partners, they are no longer limited to one or two.

Anyway, evil spirits only follow their nature and have no moral integrity.

"I think the thousand-year-old tree spirit in the west is pretty good. It is said that it has recently broken through to the semi-immortal body. It has always been very fond of the boss."

"What are you dreaming about? Even that old tree spirit wants to get close to me and doesn't even bother to urinate and look in the mirror." Yin Tong was already annoyed, but she was disgusted and turned her back on the spot. "roll!"

The news spread quickly, and the spirits were surprised.

Why doesn't the boss even need a stovetop when he starts practicing dual cultivation? That little loser from the pharmacist's sect is also useless.

When the news reached Xishan, there was another bloody storm.

However, due to Yin Tong's power, there was no movement in Xishan for the time being.

Sure enough, after holding it in for less than three days, Yintong ran into the Peach Blossom Courtyard again.

"Didn't you say you were sick and resting?" The young man was a little surprised to see her.

Yintong saw that he was just surprised and didn't miss him, so he immediately became unhappy.

"Why, I came to see you, and you don't like it anymore? Or are you getting along well with others these days?" She said in an aggressive tone. She had already thought that if the boy answered yes, she would immediately kill the spirit who had been delivering food these days. .

The young man smiled unconsciously and said helplessly: "If you send an unevolved catfish monster, how can I get along with it?"

Even if I send a meal, the food box will be splashed with mud every day.

"Hmph, you know what's going on." Yin Tong snorted coldly. He was satisfied. However, the movement was so large that it pulled the wound on his back, and he secretly took a breath.

Oops, the evil spirit seems to have dispersed again.

She felt like she couldn't control herself, so she got up and left.

The young man suddenly took her hand.

This was the first time that the young man took the initiative. Yin Tong was unprepared, his heart was pounding, and he couldn't move for a while, and he said awkwardly: "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"

She felt that if the other party said yes, then the pain would be worth it.

It would be fine if the Wu family and his son draw two lines next time.

But the boy asked: "Are you injured? I smell medicine."

The mountain monster had no choice but to apply herbal medicine on her back.

The young man came from a medicine school, so it is normal for his nose to be sensitive.

"It's just a minor injury. It'll be fine in two days." Yintong didn't want him to know that it was a stab wound.

But the young man held her hand, hesitated for a while and said, "Let me take a look for you."

have a look?

The injury is on the back, what do you think?

Yin Tong looked at the still bright sky, feeling distracted for a moment and unable to walk.

Finally, she was pulled into the room, and when she saw the boy's cheeks were all red, she couldn't wait to lie down on his bed, and took off her clothes in a few clicks.

"You can look at it as you wish."

She lay there and let Jun pick her hair.

"Yeah." There was only a low response from behind, and then there was no movement.

The room suddenly became very quiet.

The window beside the bed was half open, and the peach blossoms blooming all over the yard fell in. Occasionally, one or two petals fell on Yin Tong's shoulders.

The boy's fingertips were clearly not much heavier than the petals, but the touch was very clear.

Caressing the skin inch by inch, and then moving slowly, although it is walking in the direction of the wound, it feels inexplicably that the fingertips are not only healing the wound, but also appreciating and caressing...

The cold eyes turned around and looked at the young man.

But seeing his serious look and being startled by her sudden movement, Jiang Ziheng asked in a low voice, "Did it hurt you?"

Yin Tong: "..."

Sure enough, people with a heart see everything as dirty.

What could such an innocent and harmless idiot do?

But in the end, by some mistake, the young man healed Yintong's wound, using ordinary herbs.

"This kind of poison is not uncommon. I have seen it when I was an outer disciple of the Medicine Master Sect." The young man avoided her motion to get up and went to wash his hands next to him, as if he was shy. "It's just that the detoxification process is more troublesome and the remaining poison needs to be cleaned every day." .”

Hearing this, Yin Tong's eyes lit up.