Venerable Ling Xiao also hesitated for a moment, but then he sneered and said: "Fellow Daoist, what kind of place are you, your strength is naturally amazing, but 'two fists are hard to beat four hands', can you resist the group attack of us and others?"

At this time, the wooden clone was very worried about the situation in the courtyard, but he also knew that what he was doing was a little inappropriate, and then he put away the spatial vortex and the aura of his own distraction period of great consummation.

And just as Venerable Ling Xiao sneered at this, intending to take down the wooden clone, a voice that made the wooden clone feel very familiar resounded in the air: "All the cultivators are evacuated, and the people of Tsing Yi Dao can travel freely around the headquarters of the Demon Alliance!"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked for a moment, and then Venerable Ling Xiao also frowned at this, and after snorting coldly, he took the lead in turning around and leaving.

And his departure also made those strong people no longer stay, and they all turned around and disappeared in all directions.

For this reason, the wooden clone clasped his fists and bowed to the sky and said: "Thank you Shijun, the younger generation knows that this move is inappropriate, and he will apologize in person later!"

As soon as the wooden clone said this, there was no response in the sky, but Shijun's gentle words sounded in his ears: "What are you pretending to be, with your character, if you didn't expect me to relieve you, you would act like this?

When the wooden clone heard this, his lips under the mask moved slightly and said, "You still know me, Shijun!"

In fact, when he was at the bottom of the mountain, the wooden clone already knew that his whereabouts were exposed, because that Shijun was a powerful man who could calculate the heavens, how could he not know that he was coming.

And the reason why the wooden clone did this was that he wanted to see how important his chess piece was to Shijun, and he had to know that many of the things he did were secretly guided by this Shijun, and this time the wooden clone naturally wanted to be bold and take a look at this Shijun's attitude.

One day, he will let Shijun Dao do everything he doesn't know, even if it is a threat with the fragments of the Bafang Seal, or his own life. This seems to be a bit petty, but for Ye Haoran, the truth is everything he wants to know most, even if it is to give everything.

With Shijun's orders, the dozens of monks who had blocked the wooden clone also hid their bodies and let him go to the courtyard. After all, in their hearts, Shijun represented all the orders of this Demon Destroying Alliance, and even the President Yunxiao Venerable was subservient to it.

Without the hindrance of others, the wooden clone strode towards the courtyard, if he found that the two tombs had been touched, he would definitely pay any price, but also find the person and kill him directly. Because these two tombs are the tombs of his loved ones, although Han Jian is only a clone of Han Xingyi, he can never be replaced.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, the wooden clone was about to push the door in, but as soon as he raised his palm, someone opened the door from the inside.

What was revealed was a figure wearing a pink gauze skirt holding an ordinary bamboo sweep, the moment the wooden clone saw this woman, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked in great confusion: "Jiang... Miss Jiang?"

That's right, that pink-clothed Qianying is the daughter of Jiang Hongshu of the Jiang family in Lizhou-Jiang Manru, Jiang Manru at this time looks much thinner than before, but her cultivation has increased, and she has reached the middle stage of enlightenment.

However, Jiang Manru was also stunned for the wooden clone, a person wearing a mask and a strange voice, and then said in confusion: "This son, do you recognize the concubine?"

When the wooden clone heard this, he smiled slightly, restored his voice to his original voice, and said to him: "Broken Demon Riverbank, you and I meet!"

As soon as these words came out, only to hear the sound of "bang", Jiang Manru took off the bamboo sweep in her hand and fell to the ground, and her eyes instantly turned red, and two tears slipped down in an instant.

At this time, Jiang Manru seemed to be a little incredulous, covered her mouth, took a few steps back, and looked at the masked man in Tsing Yi in front of her in a daze.

For this reason, the wooden clone smiled slightly, and said directly: "I... It's back!"

Hearing this familiar voice again, Jiang Manru finally couldn't help the excitement in her heart, and threw herself directly into the arms of the wooden clone, crying bitterly, she originally thought that she would never see the person she was worried about in her heart again in this life, so she came to the original sect of this sweetheart, and was an ordinary sweeper in the courtyard where she originally lived, and she couldn't accompany her for a lifetime, so she lived a lifetime in a place full of her breath, and she had no regrets.

Jiang Manru was still crying, and the warm tears had already wet the chest of the wooden clone, so he could only sigh secretly, gently caress the green silk draped on her back, and stood quietly in place.

And at this moment, in the room deep in the courtyard, a woman's voice full of charm suddenly sounded: "Sister Ru'er, who is here?"

As soon as the words fell, a thin woman who looked to be twenty-eight or nineteen years old slowly opened the door from the inside, and her body looked very thin and weak after a long period of exertion.

When she saw Jiang Manru crying in the arms of a man with an unfamiliar breath, she frowned slightly and said, "Sister, what are you doing here?"

When Jiang Manru heard this, she hurriedly ran aside from the arms of the wooden clone, blushed, and said with a half-crying and half-laughing: "Sister, look who is back!"

When the woman heard this, she looked at the wooden clone with the white mask with a puzzled look on her face.

For this reason, the wooden clone looked at the woman's face and took a few steps forward, came to the courtyard, and said softly in his original voice: "Finch, you have lost weight!"

That's right, this woman is Yang Que'er, as soon as the voice of the wooden clone came out, her mind instantly became blank, and her eyes became red.

Then Yang Que'er slowly took a step forward and asked, "Brother?"

The wooden clone nodded, and said softly, "Sparrow... It's me!"

When Yang Que'er heard this, she laughed in surprise, and then she was about to step forward and throw herself into the arms of the wooden clone, but she had just run two steps, and her feet seemed to be weak, and she fell directly to the side.

This startled the wooden clone, turned into an afterimage and instantly hugged Yang Que'er in his arms, looking at his cheeks that suddenly became very haggard, he said with a worried face: "What's the matter?"

After saying this, the wooden clone hurriedly probed into Yang Que'er's body with his soul power, and observed that it was only because of long-term fatigue that he did not rest well, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said to Yang Que'er in great distress: "Sister, there are so many capable people in Kyushu, why do you want to destroy your body like this?"

As the wood clone said this, he injected a pure rejuvenation element into Yang Que'er's body, thus restoring a little bit of redness to his haggard countenance.

But Yang Que'er smiled slightly and said: "Yuntianzong is your brother's home, Que'er just wants to help your brother protect this place, so that when you go home, you can still feel the warmth of home!

When the wooden clone heard this, his eyes under the mask also turned red, and then he hugged Yang Que'er tightly in his arms and said, "Sister, why are you so troubled! In my brother's heart, you are more important than home, if even you are gone, what is the use of me wanting this family?"