Tsk, so what if he’s in the middle stage of semi-immortal body?
The Yin pupil formed by thousands of years of demonic energy will not necessarily lose even if it faces a peak semi-immortal body.
But her subordinates don't know this, and she won't be stupid enough to expose her own strength.
"Then go ahead."
Three days after the matter was agreed upon, Yin Tong went to the banquet.
Before leaving, she asked someone to bring the boy over to watch the fun.
Now the whole mountain knows that the young man is the boss's favorite, but using beauty to seduce others is looked down upon everywhere, so after arriving at the banquet venue, his subordinates left him aside.
Jiang Ziheng didn't wander around. He took a piece of dessert, found a place to sit down, and started eating quietly.
But his appearance was too outstanding, even surpassing the peacocks and foxes who prided themselves on their beauty, and he was soon targeted by some monsters here.
Jiang Ziheng came out of the bathroom and walked in the quiet and deep corridor. The shadows of the trees around him were tall and looked fierce.
This kind of ancient castle building is already gloomy, and the tree spirit specially created these strange-shaped trees. No wonder Yin Tong doesn't like it.
Suddenly, a side door opened without warning, and a hand stretched out from inside, grabbed his arm and pulled him straight in.
"Oh, what a nice-looking human being. The meat smells so good."
There were several shadows sitting or standing in the room. Some of them took human form and dressed up like humans, while some revealed their original forms. They kept sniffing around Jiang Ziheng, their eyes full of greed for food.
"How could there be such a delicate human under the command of Yinshan Pupil Master? His cultivation level is not high, and he is not even qualified to be a furnace top. Could he be raised specifically for food?"
The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard in the room.
Jiang Ziheng stood there, looking at the swaying tree shadows outside the window, and asked, "I'm Tongzhu's man. Aren't you afraid of her?"
"What are you afraid of? Our boss has already surpassed her in cultivation. Who will be the overlord of Yinshan in the future is still uncertain." Someone bared his teeth and said to someone with a look of disdain, "Besides, our boss said that he wants to practice dual cultivation with Master Tong and hold a wedding. Then we will be a family. Let's see who dares to make a move on Yinshan."
The young man withdrew his gaze from the window and asked with a half-smile, "He wants to marry her?"
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In the banquet hall downstairs, Yin Tong was looking for someone.
She walked into the garden and caught the man who was leading the young man. "Where's Jiang Ziheng?"
"Boss... why are you here? This wine is delicious, and the girl is not bad either, hehe." The subordinate was already drunk, holding a fox in his arms, and was as happy as a god.
"Useless thing." Yin Tong thought it was dirty and kicked him away.
She didn't want to be with wild goblins and monsters because she thought these beasts had no moral integrity and she looked down on them.
But the person she had finally fallen in love with is now gone.
Just as she was searching the world for someone, a thousand-year-old tree spirit came out in a tuxedo, holding a glass of red wine. "I heard that Master Tong is looking for a man. Is it that my face isn't pretty enough?"
Yin Tong turned around and saw his celebrity face and rolled her eyes. She said rudely, "You're not as good-looking as your old bark."
What's the point of transforming into someone else's appearance?
"If Master Tong likes my true form, that's fine too." The thousand-year-old tree spirit laughed, and countless trees around the ancient castle instantly danced their branches wildly, changing into various shapes.
But no matter how it changes, it is still a ferocious thing, and looks very ugly.
Yin Tong was impatient to read all this and said directly: "I know this is your territory, but my people are here for the banquet today, and the number of people who came must be the same when they leave."
The thousand-year-old tree spirit originally had a smile on his face, but when he saw her like this, his expression gradually darkened. After pondering for a few seconds, he raised his hand and pointed to the second floor.
Yin Tong frowned and turned away without saying a word.
The well-dressed man narrowed his eyes. Although he had a handsome appearance, he looked eerie and terrifying at this moment.
The entire castle is a clone of his tree body, and not even a falling needle can escape his eyes.
There have been a lot of rumors lately about Yin Tong favoring a disciple of the Pharmacist Sect, so after determining the target, he hinted to the monsters below to take action.
I was just pulled into the room. Although there's no movement now, I think it must have been eaten clean, skin and bones...
Yin Tong went upstairs with a menacing look on his face, released his demonic energy in the corridor, immediately locked onto his target, walked over in three or two steps, and kicked the door open.
"Ah Heng!" She was extremely anxious and rushed in without caring about revealing her identity.
The room was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight shining through the window.
The boy's thin and straight back was set against the silver light, and his skin was like fine silk, outlining the well-defined muscle lines.
He was changing his clothes and turned around subconsciously when he heard the knock on the door. "Xiaotong, why are you here?"
Then he hurriedly put on his new shirt to cover his thinly muscled chest, and buttoned it shyly with his head down.
Seeing this, Yin Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and the feeling of her heart tightening eased. At the same time, it also made her truly realize how important the boy in front of her was to her.
"I'm asking you, what are you doing here?" She walked forward and noticed that there was no one in the room and no other smell of spirits.
"I accidentally soiled my clothes just now, and a waiter brought me here to change into new ones." Jiang Ziheng blushed, and hurriedly buttoned his clothes to the top button as if he was afraid that she would see him.
"Okay, stop strangling yourself." Yin Tong pushed away his hand that was still entangled with the first button and pulled him out. "Let's go, let's go back."
Jiang Ziheng was stunned. "Is the banquet over?"
"Yeah." Yin Tong responded casually.
"So fast..." Jiang Ziheng muttered, but he did not struggle with his hands. He just followed her out obediently.
When I arrived at the door, I happened to meet the owner of the castle.
The Millennium Tree Spirit saw the two of them appear hand in hand and was slightly stunned: "Where are... the others?"
"What other people?" Yin Tong was not in a good mood towards him now. She asked back and walked straight past him. "We have something to do. We'll stop here today."
The thousand-year-old tree spirit vaguely sensed something was wrong and turned around suddenly to grab Jiang Ziheng's shoulders.
The next second, Yin Tong flashed in front of him, raised his hand and slapped him.
Buzz.
The powerful demonic energy collided and vibrated, causing a buzzing sound, and the floor-to-ceiling windows along the entire corridor exploded.
Crash, glass shattered.
The night wind blew in, rolling up the gauze curtains and making them flutter.
"You want to stop me?" Yin Tong narrowed her eyes and stared at the man in front of her dangerously.
The thousand-year-old tree was filled with confusion and uncertainty.
It was obvious that he had broken through his realm and his cultivation was higher than Yin Tong's, so how could he be so shocked by the other party's palm that his internal organs were in pain?
Could it be related to the demonic swamp?
"Master Tong, don't misunderstand." He pulled his hand away in time, clenched it into a fist behind his back, and silently adjusted his breathing. His face was gentle but helpless as he said, "I just want to spend more time with you. You know, I have always liked you."
I don’t know what kind of cheesy idol drama he learned this line from.
Yin Tong felt so greasy that he felt sick, and sneered, "You think you deserve it?"
It's just a broken tree.
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