The most helpless thing Zhou Tong encountered was that his beautiful master, who was over a hundred years old, cried in front of him and said he wanted it.

I really don't have any idea at all.

In the eyes of outsiders, this woman appears to be so cool, elegant, and even a little scary.

But in front of him, she can act coquettishly without restraint, like a child asking for candy.

"Okay, okay...I'll do as you say."

Zhou Tong surrendered again and raised his hands to beg for mercy.

“Hehe…”

Every time this happened, Murong Ya would smile proudly and happily, as if she had won a great victory.

Zhou Tong's face turned red. He carefully picked up a beautiful foot that looked like a jade sculpture. He slid his ten fingers, accurately found every acupoint, and began to massage gently.

"call…"

His breathing slowed down a lot, and he concentrated his mind to control every inch of his body, not letting his heart beat too fast or causing him to behave inappropriately.

To sit still and remain calm is the most difficult thing in the world.

Even with Zhou Tong's great concentration, there were bound to be some shakes.

Murong Ya is such a peerless beauty, with every part of her body perfect to the extreme. Every time you come into contact with her, it is a great test for your mind.

"Oh...harder..."

At this moment, her upper body leaned back slightly, one hand supported her body, and the other hand lightly covered her red lips. An alluring voice squeezed out from between her teeth, full of restraint and enjoyment.

Zhou Tong's heart shuddered, and he took a quick glance, only to see that the other person's brows were tightly knitted together, and her shoulders were shaking slightly. The beauty's uncontrollable look was also quite charming.

Unconsciously, the strength in his hands increased a little.

"Ah...be gentle..."

Murong Ya's reaction was very intense. Although she was a powerful semi-saint, her body was unexpectedly sensitive.

I saw her biting her red lips lightly, her crystal clear and round little feet curled up unconsciously, her pink nails shining slightly, which was particularly eye-catching.

"I feel a little hot, little guy."

Murong Ya's voice was a little weak, and there was a kind of soft and morbid feeling in it, which could arouse people's desire to protect her.

She grabbed her sleeve with one hand and pulled it slightly, and her old shoulders became very smooth, revealing most of her shoulders.

Zhou Tong was shocked by this scene. They had been this intimate before, but this time his reaction was the most intense.

"You...have a fever?"

"snort!"

Murong Ya frowned slightly. She naturally felt uncomfortable when Zhou Tong complained about her like that.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

She pursed her lips and looked like she was coming to coax me.

"You..."

Zhou Tong said in a doting tone, "Who else can treat you as a child except me?"

Once these words were spoken, it was like lighting a powder keg.

"Disrespectful to Master!"

Murong Ya raised her eyebrows and said, "You are a little guy, don't treat me like a child."

"Just take it as it is!"

Zhou Tong enjoyed it so much that he directly retorted.

"You're asking for a fight!"

Murong Ya pretended to be angry, stood up, and was about to slap Zhou Tong on the head.

At this moment, Zhou Tong showed a wicked smile, pressed his palm on the other's foot, and suddenly tickled.

"Ah...you bastard!"

In an instant, the beautiful woman seemed to have lost all her strength. Her face turned red and her eyes were misty, as if she was about to cry.

"Now you know how powerful it is... I just want to ask you if you are afraid!"

"You are despicable! Let me go... I will teach you a lesson!"

Murong Ya then remembered that she had to maintain her dignity, and she exerted a little force, trying to pull her foot back.

However, her resistance was so weak that Zhou Tong grabbed her slender ankle and she ultimately failed.

"It's not that easy to run away!"

Zhou Tong had a strong desire to play a prank at this moment, and he couldn't stop scratching his itch.

Murong Ya suffered a lot. She was shaking and about to cry.

"Bad guy! I hate you! Let me go... I can't stand it anymore."

"Okay... I know I was wrong, please let me go... let me go!"

Suddenly, Zhou Tong was struck by lightning and stopped moving his hands immediately.

"What's wrong with me!?"

His heart was pounding, and he knew that there was something wrong with his mentality.

Looking at Murong Ya again, she looked delicate and timid, with tears hanging on her long eyelashes and her big eyes flickering, as if she was accusing Zhou Tong of bullying her.

Zhou Tong spoke in a hushed tone, with an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. The ancients were not deceiving me.

The most beautiful women in the world, is that not enough for him to have seen?

Isn't Mo Liusu beautiful? She has long been known as the Immortal Goddess, aloof from worldly pleasures, and independent. She is the goddess of dreams for countless people.

However, the two cannot be compared at all. If they stand together, Mo Liusu will become a background board.

As a Yin-Yang Taoist body, the eldest senior sister is extremely ethereal. Her beauty and temperament are extremely extraordinary and natural. Even women can be conquered by her.

Such a beauty is still three points inferior to Murong Ya and cannot be caught up with.

If charm could be converted into fighting power, Murong Ya would have been the great emperor long ago. Zhou Tong would never doubt this!

"Master...I'm sorry."

He withdrew his hand, but at this moment, something strange happened.

A cold aura suddenly emanated from Murong Ya's body, her hair turned snow-white, and she entered the state of Jade Demon Body.

Without saying a word, she moved and pounced towards Zhou Tong.

It happened so fast as lightning that Zhou Tong had no time to react before she pinned him down.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Little guy, why do you want to stop? If you want to pursue excitement, then go all the way!"

Murong Ya showed a more impudent smile than ever before, her pupils turned pink and were full of aggression.

“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…”

All I could hear was her heavy and rapid breathing, sweat running down her cheeks, but her body felt a little cold.

"Little guy...I suddenly feel very cold. Please use your body temperature to warm me up."

She leaned over, and her sweat mixed with a seductive fragrance dripped onto Zhou Tong's face.

“Uh…”

Zhou Tong couldn't help but exclaimed, there was actually amazing spiritual energy hidden in his sweat, this was very abnormal.

"Could it be that he has gone too far and is losing his power?"

Zhou Tong felt horrified when he thought of this possibility, but he immediately changed his mind.

How could Murong Ya's cultivation show any signs of weakening? Not only that, her aura was still rising, albeit slowly, but unstoppable!

"What the hell!"

This is not an improvement in cultivation caused by the inner demon at all; it looks like a spontaneous breakthrough no matter how you look at it.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Zhou Tong was wrong. Murong Ya clearly had not gotten rid of her inner demons, so it was impossible for her to make any breakthroughs in her cultivation.

What's more, she has already reached the pinnacle of semi-sainthood. If she takes one more step forward, she will become a true saint!

What is the concept of a saint? That is a supreme being who can truly roam the heavens and earth and sweep the universe, comparable to the chief law enforcement officer. How can it be so easy to break through!

This doesn't make sense at all!