Chapter 2000 The clingy guy

Perhaps others may not have thought of these ideas for a while.

But for Ip Man-ten, he knew this kind of thing very well.

But he was not interested in these things.

The reason why he agreed to go was just because he was at the tomb and Huaxia.

After everyone packed up, the sun rose slowly.

When they saw the first ray of sunshine in the morning, the people who survived the disaster finally breathed a lot of relief.

Before I knew it, the night had passed.

This night was definitely the most unforgettable night they have ever lived in their lives.

They have experienced war and life and death.

Although, this war was not necessary from the beginning.

But they did experience it.

At the same time, they also understood a truth.

No matter when, don’t look down on anyone easily.

In addition, China is really awesome now.

Chinese people are no longer Chinese people before.

Especially when you meet someone surnamed Ye in the future, don’t do anything randomly.

If anyone is doing something random, go and ask their eldest prince first, how his face is swollen.

With the rectification of the convoy, both the island country and the Liguo soldiers had already boarded the car to the island country capital.

In the car, some people couldn't hold on to sleep.

Everything seemed to have returned to peace.

Everything seems to be over.

Abbot Huiyuan and others from Jinling Temple naturally did not leave.

Because this is their nest.

But now their nest is broken.

And this incident was caused by the elder himself. He walked to Abbot Huiyuan and folded his hands together:

"Master Abbot, there will be special people coming here to help you repair it later."

Abbot Huiyuan quickly clasped his hands together and thanked him.

He never thought that one day he, a Chinese monk, would be able to treat the old man from the island country like this:

"Thank you, Mr.

"You don't have to be polite, you saved my son's life, all of which should be."

The old man smiled and called out to the secretary behind him:

"I'll donate money to Jinling Temple from my personal account later to help them rebuild after the disaster."

When Abbot Huiyuan heard this, there was even more light in his eyes.

After all, they are just monks and don’t have much money in their hands.

This reconstruction of the temple is also a considerable project.

"Thank you, Mr.!"

Abbot Huiyuan quickly bowed to the old man.

At the same time, he bowed deeply to Ip Mantian, who was standing there with his back to them.

Because he knew better than anyone else that all these gifts were because of whom.

After the old man settled in Jinling Temple, he hurried to Ip Mantian:

"Mr. Ye, let's go."

"You guys go first, I drive myself, and I have to pick up people."

After Ip Man-tian said that, he found his car directly and drove away.

The reason why he waited for so little time was to see how this old man would treat Jinling Temple.

After all, Jinling Temple is also their Chinese temple in the island country.

But this old man obviously knew it.

It's also done perfectly.

"Mr. Ye..."

The old man was a little helpless when he saw Ye Wentian being so decisive.

I could only order the convoy to follow.

Naturally, they wouldn't just let Ye Wentian go to the capital by himself.

That would be too rude.

After all, in the heart of the old man, no honor or thanks is as important as his son's life.

The poison of the Qingfang Master is not a joke.

The old man's convoy drove away in a mighty manner.

But no one saw that in the woods not far from Jinling Temple, several black shadows were standing there.

They were all wearing black robes, and the leader was a woman with a charming figure.

"Click!"

Looking at the convoy where they left, the leading woman directly cut off the trees in front of her.

"This stupid master Qingfang, it's okay if he pretends to lose his life, but he's still wasting my time."

Who else can this leading woman be if she is not a witch?

They hurriedly rushed down from the mountain, and finally saw that everything was over.

They even watched Ye Wentian absorb the Qingfang Master.

This made them feel heartbroken.

Qingfang can mainly wait for them and follow them to do things together, so Ip Mantian won’t be able to jump around.

Naturally, they don’t care about the life or death of the Qingfang Lord.

The key is that now, based on their own, they are definitely 100% not Ip Mantian's opponent.

She was so angry that the Qingfang Master was wasting her combat power.

"Sir Witch, what should we do now?"

A man in black robe asked helplessly behind him.

"withdraw!"

The witch waved her hand:

"Now we are not this kid's opponents, let's talk about it when reinforcements come over."

They were just the vanguard of the troops, and they originally thought that they could directly take down Ye Wentian with the Master of Qingfang.

Now it seems that they can only wait for the strong men of their demon clan to come.

"yes!"

The men in black robe saw that they had been arranged in the island country for two days, but ended up because of the disagreement of the Qingfangzhu, and they were a little helpless.

"Don't be discouraged if you pass the order. Ye Tian is dead."

The witch glanced at everyone and encouraged her:

"In addition, I will pass messages to the sect so that the strong men invited by the demons will not be used in the island country. Ye Tian seems to be going back to China and set up a trap in China, waiting for him to get into the trap."

The witch thought for a moment, then quickly said.

"yes!"

The subordinates immediately responded and then went to do it quickly.

One of the men couldn't help but wonder:

"My witch, what kind of strong man is he? He actually needs the demon son to ask himself?"

They really don’t understand that the demon son’s status in the Demon Sect is already very high.

Now, in order to deal with Ye Tian, ​​the demon son actually needs to ask the strong man himself.
To be continued...