Although Yang Junshan did not think that a Lingmulberry King tree in the Lingzhi Garden could cause much damage to the Yang family, it was also a fact that there was no fairyland immortal in the Yang family at this time.
Therefore, when he suddenly received an early warning from overseas, Yang Junshan had to ask his avatar to return to the Xishan Star Palace with the Changhe Spirit Boat, while he went overseas alone.
In the secret realm of Xishan Pavilion, Yang Qinyu and other Yang monks were more than ten feet away, watching the scene in silence.
A lush mulberry tree that was more than twenty feet tall came to life at this time, like a tree man, constantly stretching its branches like arms. At the same time, the soil on the ground was constantly rolling, as if it would transform at any time. Two feet of tree roots stepped out of it.
However, no matter how powerfully the tree man moved and how strangely it emitted, the surrounding Yang family monks remained indifferent.
Because at this time, there was a layer of crystal clear silk thread wrapped around the tree man. No matter how hard the tree man struggled, he still could not break free from this layer of silk thread that seemed to be extremely thin.
Not only that, although the soil under the tree man's feet continued to surge, it immediately turned into dense ground again. Although it continued to rise due to the continuous struggle of the tree man's feet, it was still unable to remove the roots under the ground. Break free from the constraints of the ground.
And seven or eight feet away from the tree man, stood a plainly dressed middle-aged woman. Her slightly weathered face could still see a trace of her former beauty, but her originally clear eyes now looked just What remains is the emptiness after the pain.
Next to the woman, there was a man in his thirties who looked somewhat similar to the woman and was supporting her.
"You betrayed your father!" A hoarse and weird voice came from the struggling tree man.
"You are not my father, but this is my husband's family, and my son is here too!"
When the woman said this, she turned her head stiffly and looked at the person who was supporting her. There was a bit of color in her originally empty eyes.
"Mom, you..." The man's expression was full of worry.
"Hahahaha, what a joke!"
The tree man's weird voice sounded like the bark of a tree rubbing against each other again: "Do you think you can please the Yang family in this way? Don't forget, it was my plan for you to marry Yang Junhao. Otherwise, just because of the Yang family at that time, How can a descendant of the collateral line be worthy of the daughter of Sang Wuji of the Lingyi Sect? Just based on this, it is impossible for you to be forgiven by the Yang family, not to mention that Yang Junhao failed to escape the catastrophe when everyone was optimistic about it. What do you think of the Yang family? If someone doubts you, can you make it clear?"
When the tree man said these words, even though he knew he was provoking, it still made the Yang family monks around him slightly excited.
The woman still had a dead look on her face and said: "My husband is dead, what does the Yang family have to do with me? Now I am just avenging my father!"
"Revenge? You are too naive. I am just a puppet that can be abandoned by my master at any time. What will it do to you if you kill me, and what harm will it do to my master?"
No matter how weird the emphasis in the tree man's words is, it's enough for people to hear the sarcasm in it.
"As long as it can destroy your arrangement, I only do it
Whatever I can do, the rest will be settled with you. "
The woman seemed to be grieving more than her heart was dead. No matter how much the tree man instigated her, it never aroused the slightest emotion in her.
After saying that, the woman tried to retreat with the help of her son beside her.
The tree man saw this and said loudly: "Do you think that you can get rid of your merits in front of the Yang family by doing this? You are too naive! When you bound my body with thousand-year-old ice silk, my body The underground root system has long been surrounded by the wooden veins of Lingzhiyuan, and even the ground has been suppressed by the backhand hidden underground, making it impossible for my roots to break out of the ground and move around. The Yang family had not done so before. They haven’t discovered that I can transform into a tree person, but they still prepared these methods. Who are they guarding against? It can only be you, they have already suspected you!”
Nan Xiu, who was supporting the middle-aged woman, couldn't help but look at the surrounding Yang family monks, but saw the leader, Yang Qinyu, avoiding his gaze. The man immediately understood that the tree man was right.
"Brother Jui, please take Aunt Thirteen away from here to settle down first. After the matter of Lingzhi Garden is dealt with, you will continue to take care of this place."
Yang Qinyu stepped forward and spoke.
"OK!"
Yang Qinjue subconsciously agreed, but immediately realized something was wrong, and said in a very calm tone: "But there is no need to take care of the Lingzhi Garden. I'm afraid I'm not suitable now."
As soon as Yang Qinjue said the words, Sang Chen'er, who was walking out, paused, and a look of guilt flashed across his slightly slanted eyes. However, Yang Qinjue looked very calm and continued walking out. .
Yang Qinyu said loudly behind him: "Brother Jue, now is the time to employ people. Brother Jue, can you give up your job at this time? Besides, my father said that Aunt Thirteen should go to Baique Mountain to recuperate for a while, and he will come back I will bring Uncle Thirteen’s relics with me when I go there. Uncle Thirteen’s contribution to the family is obvious to all, and Aunt Thirteen also helped the family a lot. Do you want to bring shame to the glory of the two elders in the family? "
"Hundred Bird Mountain?"
Yang Qinjue was slightly startled, and when he was about to say something, he saw his mother next to him look at him seriously and said: "Our affairs have nothing to do with you, you should stay. Your father's surname will be Yang all his life, so you can The surname can only be Yang, he is right, your father's status and glory need you to inherit. "
The words that originally came to Yang Qinjuo's mouth could not come out. She was stunned for a long time before saying: "Okay!"
After Sangman'er and her son left the secret realm of the attic, the tree man who was entangled more and more tightly with the ice silk seemed to have understood that the last moment was coming, so he struggled more and more fiercely.