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Yin Tong can do things like using magic to control a young man's mind, so naturally he doesn't have much moral integrity.

When I heard that I had to come here and lie on the boy's bed every day to heal my wounds, I just wished I had to let the pharmacist go through the door more often.

Naturally, I didn't think of the poison that was personally administered by the previous master of the Medicine Master Sect. How could a small outer disciple be able to detect it?

Since she couldn't move much, Yintong took the next step and said she would move in with the boy.

The young man couldn't resist her, and since it was not ancient times and there were no men and women on guard, he looked at the vacant rooms around him and said, "Then I'll go clean the guest room."

Guest room?

When Yintong heard this, she pouted, "Why bother? Your bed is so spacious, can't it sleep two people?"

"This..." The boy wanted to say it was not good. Even if it is open now, it is not open to the extent that men and women of the opposite sex can sleep in the same bed casually.

"Oh, you don't care about my mother-in-law. I don't mind any girls. What do you mind?" Yintong didn't want to hear it at all. She got up and walked towards his bedroom, stretching and yawning as he walked, "I'm so sleepy. I'll go first." Go take a nap.”

By the time he finished speaking, the figure had disappeared behind the door.

The young man could only put his hands down and look down at the local specialties that took up most of the table.

Yintong doesn't have too much appetite. Ordinary food is more comfortable without absorbing souls and demonic energy, so Yuchufang can fully meet her needs, not to mention the need for special dishes.

These dishes take a lot of effort to prepare.

He stared at the dishes on the table, his eyes dim and unclear.

At night, Yintong thought she would be too excited to sleep.

After all, it was the first time that the two of them slept together in the same bed while the boy was conscious. How could this not be exciting?

She also fantasized about the boy lying next to her with a red face, but ended up getting ready for bed early and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

In the dream, a faint sweet fragrance lingered on the tip of my nose.

In front of the frosted window, a tall figure slowly walked away.

In a sect not far from Yinshan Mountain.

"Master Wu Clan, could you please go to my junior brother's room and take a look? The wound on his leg that he sawed off is still aching."

An elder from a small sect walked in, walking in a hurry. Seeing the disabled people in the yard, he didn't want to say hello too loudly, so he just leaned into Wu Xingjie's ear and spoke.

Because Wu Heng succeeded to the throne at a young age and his superiors Wu Xingxiao and Wu Xingjie were still alive, everyone still used to call them old sect master, sect master and young sect master.

Wu Xingjie had been busy for several days, and now there was a hint of fatigue in his eyebrows. After applying the ointment to the patient at hand, he shook his head at the visitor and said: "Yinshan Tong's major is advanced, and it has been transformed by thousands of years of demonic energy. , the demonic energy is as strong as poison, and once it is injured, it can only be amputated. Now it seems that amputation may not be enough."

"What should I do?"

Wu Xingjie thought for a moment and said: "The Medicine Master Sect has medicine to restrain the evil spirit, but after taking it, it is estimated that it will be difficult to improve in cultivation in the past ten years."

Any medicine has side effects.

"What? How can this be done? In ten years, our sect will be severely weakened. Besides, the people dispatched this time are all outstanding disciples in the sect." The elder turned pale in anger.

How is this different from overthrowing the sect?

Wu Xingjie was also in a dilemma and had no idea what to do.

After all, it was not him who prepared the medicine, but his son Wu Heng.

That child...

"Let me think about it again, think about it again." The elder took the medicine and left in despair. I guess the news would spread out soon. As for whether to use the medicine or not, they had to decide for themselves.

After finishing what he was doing, Wu Xingjie went to his father Wu Xingxiao's room.

That day, he was also bruised by Yin Tong's demonic energy. The wound never healed, so he rested in the room.

Wu Xingjie thought that if things didn't go well, he would go back to Feitiandu and let Wu Heng take a look.

Although the last conversation was unpleasant, they were connected by blood after all, and Wu Heng, a child with a filial heart, would definitely not let it go.

With this thought in mind, he pushed open the door and walked in. When he raised his eyes, he saw a figure sitting beside the bed.

"You..." Wu Xingjie was startled and almost raised his hand to attack. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person clearly, with a smile on his face, "Xiao Heng, it's you."

Wu Heng was helping Wu Xingxiao remove the demonic energy from his body. Hearing this, he turned to look over and nodded slightly towards Wu Xingjie, "Father."

The tone was cold.

Wu Xingjie paused in his steps, his smile faded a little, and he strolled to the bedside, "How is your grandpa's injury? Can it be cured?"

"It's not difficult." Although Wu Heng looked cold on the surface, the spiritual power covering the wound came out with all his strength. He quickly removed the old man's demonic energy, and then applied ointment. It will probably be healed in three to five days. .

"Fortunately you came here." Wu Xingjie smiled and praised him, and then said casually: "I was just worrying about the injuries of a group of people outside. Why don't you help me take a look tomorrow."

He thought that if Wu Heng was willing to show up, there would be no quarrel between father and son.

Unexpectedly, "I don't have time." Wu Heng got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. He stood in front of the mirror and lowered his eyes and said coldly: "I don't want anyone to find out that grandpa's injury has healed. You can leave tomorrow."

what?

Wu Xingjie was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "This is a matter for all the sects in East China. The Medicine Master Sect has always taken the right path as its own responsibility. How can you say such a thing?"

What's the difference between this and escaping from battle!

He held his breath and watched Wu Heng come out and Shi Shiran sitting in the living room drinking tea. His face was getting younger and more handsome. He couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him: "Xiao Heng, have you forgotten the conduct of Patriarch Ye?" Do you know the way? You and her are from the same school, and you have been with her for the longest time. You should be as concerned about the world as she is..."

boom.

"That's enough." Wu Heng's calm face only cracked when he mentioned Ye Lan. He raised his eyes to meet his father's gaze with a cold expression, "Don't use senior sister to pressure me. Don't tell me that senior sister won't do it." She is as ignorant as those people outside and claims to be a teacher of justice. Even if she is still here, I will not let her work as a gunman for those idiots."

"What are you talking about?"

"To be honest." Wu Heng leaned back on the sofa, ignoring his father's angry face, and said calmly: "You can ask those people why they surrounded Yinshan Mountain? Is it because the mountain spirits and wild monsters inside are harming people, or is it because of Yinshan Mountain? Natural Demonic Swamp."

The appearance of Yin Tong is not accidental, it is all because there is a demonic swamp under Yinshan Mountain, which is a natural blessed place for demonic cultivators.

There are many obstacles to practicing the right path, but if the demonic energy is used properly, it will be easy to break through and advance.

Please refer to Yin Tong for details.

These sects in East China are fully committed to attacking the mountains, not only because of the Demon Qi Swamp, but also because the Medicine Master Sect is here.

"You can't even accept the sequelae of ten years of blocked skills. When these people get to Yinshan, will they accept the deployment obediently? How many cults will appear by then, and who do you want to sacrifice to quell this disaster?"

Wu Xingjie was left speechless by the question. After carefully recalling the key points, he realized that Wu Heng had already made a plan.

At first, he was fully capable of making drugs without side effects, but he added poison to the drugs.

That was also the first quarrel that broke out between father and son.

He asked Wu Heng, "Why?"

At that time, Wu Heng's talent had long surpassed his, and he controlled the entire Medicine Master Sect's alchemy furnaces and prescriptions.

"Father, there is no such thing as a free lunch." Wu Heng sneered softly and slowly lit the non-toxic prescription on hand in the firelight.