Time flies by in a hurry, and two years have passed since Yanchuan disappeared.

During this time, the Four Great Lords and the Handless Old Man had given up the idea of escaping from the Heavenless Hell, believing that Yan Chuan had already died, and most likely at the hands of the Black-clothed Guest.

And the only one who knows the truth is Yan Feng.

He knew that Yan Chuan's disappearance was not because of the black-clothed guest, but related to Yan Chuan's strange dreams.

Although Yan Chuan was seriously injured at that time, Yan Feng also believed that he would never die so easily.

He was convinced.

He stayed where he was for two whole years, and Yan Feng rarely went out unless necessary.

In the skyless hell, people still die every day, and new people come in. In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Feng was as mysterious as those hidden powerhouses, and no one dared to approach this room easily.

Boss Ding, Zhang Feng and others were not worried about the two brothers of Yanchuan, but they would occasionally come over, and the same is true today.

However, Yan Feng didn't let them enter the house, just exchanged a few words with them outside.

Yan Feng thought of an excuse and said that Yan Chuan was in retreat, and made it clear that he did not want anyone to come and disturb him during Yan Chuan's retreat. Boss Ding originally felt a little strange, but after Yan Feng showed the strength of the sixth order of the Hidden Mortal Stage, they were relieved.

When he left, Zhang Feng didn't forget to say to Boss Ding and the others: "Brother Yanchuan is really powerful, with the existence of dragon cuffs, he can still cultivate normally. ”

Another chimed in, "They are cultivating so hard, maybe they will be able to take us out one day." ”

"Yes, Yan Chuan is already so powerful, Yan Feng is even more amazing, I don't know how the Yan Chuan brothers are closed?"

Listening to their discussion, Boss Ding also had some guesses in his heart, with the temperament of the two Yanchuan brothers, Heaven and Hell would not be able to lock them up, but he didn't want to attract the attention of the black-clothed guests because of their mouths.

Boss Ding stopped them from continuing to discuss this topic, and said, "Okay, don't speculate, you don't come to disturb the two brothers during this time, do you remember?"

"Remembered. Everyone said in unison.

After sending off Boss Ding and the others, Yan Feng returned to the house, but when he went back, there was suddenly a figure in the house.

He exuded a burning smell all over his body, and the skin on his body was all black, and none of them were complete, if it weren't for the shadow tied around his waist, he really wouldn't have recognized who the owner of the figure was.

Yan Feng exclaimed, "Brother, are you okay?"

This person is Yan Chuan.

At this time, Yan Chuan was lying on the ground, and the innate flow that was entangled before had disappeared, and even the clothes on his body were completely gone, leaving only a layer of burnt skin.

Seeing that Yan Chuan had such a serious injury, Yan Feng hurriedly took out the lark fruit that was placed in his locked dragon cuffs, crushed it and applied it to Yan Chuan's epidermis.

Lark fruit has a healing effect and is also effective for burns.

Finding that Yan Chuan still showed signs of being alive, Yan Feng was also relieved, but his heart was still tightly gripped, 99% of Yan Chuan's skin was charred, if he were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago, and it was a miracle that he could hang a breath.

It is not easy to repair burned skin.

Yan Feng fed another crushed lark fruit into Yan Chuan's mouth, and it was hard to imagine what had happened to Yan Chuan in the past two years.

Without thinking much about anything else, Yan Feng ran out as fast as he could, catching up with Zhang Feng and the others who hadn't gone far.

He needed some clothes, and Zhang Feng must have the means to get them.

Knowing Yan Feng's intention, although Zhang Feng felt strange, he didn't say anything, after all, the Yan Feng brothers had been in the Heavenless Hell for four years, and when the two of them were also growing up, their previous clothes had long been unable to wear.

Zhang Feng is not only the Bai Xiaosheng of the Heavenless Hell, but also a treasure trove, he had previously tried to use the Bailing Fruit to exchange the necessities of life from those newcomers, and then use it to exchange for more Bailing Fruit.

Ordinary newcomers must be in urgent need of lark fruit when they just come in, and the ancient artifacts on their bodies are used as storage space, and they will basically prepare some daily necessities, such as clothes and other things are the most common. This kind of transaction can be said to be mutually beneficial.

Soon, Zhang Feng took a few pieces of clothes and handed them to Yan Feng, saying, "Brother Yan Feng, you can take these clothes, as for Bailing Fruit, you don't need it, you can come to me if you need anything." "For his brothers, Zhang Feng seems to be very generous, but it is only for Yan Feng and a few others.

"In this case, thank you Brother Zhang Feng, I still have something to do, so I will leave first. Yan Feng thanked him, took his clothes, and went back in a hurry.

Zhang Feng was confused for a while.

"What is he?"

Boss Ding said, "You shouldn't even feel distressed about a few clothes, right?"

Zhang Feng hurriedly defended: "My own brother, of course I won't feel distressed, if Boss Ding asks you for clothes, I will definitely not charge for it." I just don't understand what Yan Feng is doing in such a hurry. ”

"Okay, Brother Yanfeng rarely asks people to help, it's rare to take the initiative once, so you don't care so much. ”

"That's right. ”

Back in the house, Yan Feng didn't rush to put on Yan Chuan's clothes, but just quietly guarded beside him. The burned skin is not so fast, and the key is still up to Yan Chuan himself.

After taking care of Yanchuan for half a month, he only improved slightly.

Hearing that his originally faint breathing was now beginning to calm down, Yan Feng knew that his brother had finally made it through a difficult hurdle, and that the next challenge he had to face was another challenge.

Today is once a month, the day when a thunderstorm falls.

With Yan Chuan's physical condition, let alone a thunderstorm, even if there was no thunderstorm, he was in an extremely dangerous situation.

And today's thunderstorm is undoubtedly worse.

Zi~哩~

Thunderstorms arrived as scheduled.

After the thunderstorm started, Yan Feng not only felt as worried as he did at the beginning, but was also full of joy. Because he was on Yan Chuan's body, he saw eight streams of light coming out.

It was the innate derivation of Yan Chuan's body.

Under the baptism of thunderstorms, they continue to strengthen and shine brightly. At the same time, he also continuously fed back energy to Yan Chuan, helping him repair his injuries.

With this discovery, Yan Feng even hoped that the thunderstorm would come a little more.

He said to himself, "Let the thunderstorm come more violently!"

......

Time passed day by day, and Yan Chuan still showed no signs of waking up.

At this time, Yan Feng was already twenty years old, and he and Yan Chuan had also spent seven years in the Heavenless Hell, and Yan Chuan had been in a coma until now, and a full three years had passed.

Time is like flowing water, and this sentence is very suitable for the two Yanchuan brothers.

The first few months of entering the Heavenless Hell were the most difficult for them, suddenly entering a new environment, and experiencing this kind of inhuman treatment, which was not so easy to accept, but once they passed this time, they would feel normal.

This is how Yan Feng feels now.

He repeats one thing every day, and that is to take care of Yan Chuan, day after day. But Yan Chuan didn't get better at all, except for breathing like a normal person, the burnt skin was still so shocking.

Yan Chuan has been hiding the matter of Yan Chuan's return to Heavenless Hell, and he has not told anyone, he doesn't want others to disturb Yan Chuan's rest. Heavenless Hell is too ripe for Yan Feng to be ripe anymore, and the proprietor, one of the four major lords, takes special care of him, so it's easy not to let people find out.

As long as Yan Feng spoke, even the proprietor himself had not even stepped into this house, so he didn't know that Yan Chuan had returned.

In fact, there are not a few people who do not appear in the Heavenless Hell all year round, and the Four Great Lords are a living example, unless it is a spirit fruit conference once every ten years, they will not easily step out of their houses.

Because of this, no one found anything strange about Yan Chuan and the others, not even acquaintances such as Boss Ding.

On this day, Yan Feng was going to feed his brother the lark fruit as usual, which had become something Yan Feng had to do every day.

When Yan Feng was about to approach Yan Chuan, he heard a click, and the sudden abnormal noise made him stop immediately.

He clearly heard the sound of things breaking on Yan Chuan's body.

It didn't take long for the clicking sound to keep sounding, and the pitch-black skin on Yan Chuan's body was constantly falling off, which was the burnt skin before.

Yan Feng watched all this in surprise.

After the sound stopped, the charred part of Yanchuan had all faded.

Yan Feng had already helped Yan Chuan put on his clothes, and at this time, a layer of strong muscles was exposed under the clothes.

"Brother, are you okay?" Seeing Yan Chuan, whose whole body had returned to normal, Yan Feng spoke out happily, but he didn't get a response.

Sighing in disappointment, Yan Feng thought that his brother would be able to wake up, but it turned out to be a happy thing, but it was not a bad thing, Yan Chuan's body finally returned to its original state after three years of recuperation.

Following.

Today is a thunderstorm once a month, Yan Feng has long been surprised, although the thunderstorm is painful, but it is still very good for the tempering of willpower, and the thunderstorm is also very helpful to Yan Chuan's recovery, so Yan Feng did not reject it much.

Thunderstorms continue to fall.

When the last thunder of the thunderstorm came, something happened that excited Yan Feng.

He saw that Yanchuan, who had been in the same place for three years, actually stood up.

He closed his eyes, clenched his hands, and the eight innate streams revolved around his body, and then he was suddenly absorbed by Yan Chuan. The next moment, the eyes that had been sealed for three years finally opened, and at the same time, two terrifying rays of light erupted.

Yan Chuan came back to life.

Yan Feng watched all this in surprise, especially when he saw Yan Chuan open his eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother-"

Turning sideways, Yan Chuan's closed mouth opened slightly, and said hoarsely: "Brother, I've worked hard for you this time." ”

In the past three years, although he has not opened his eyes, he knows everything Yan Feng has done for him.

Yan Feng didn't say anything, the friendship between the two brothers was already worth a thousand words.

Yan Chuan asked, "Brother, how long has it been since I was injured?"

"It's been five years since you went to explore the path, five years ago you suddenly appeared in the house of Hellless with a serious injury, then you were swallowed up by darkness, and disappeared for another two years, and when you came back, you were covered in burns, and it took three years to come to your senses. Yan Feng thought for a moment and said.

"So, it's been seven years since we came into the Heavenless Hell. Yan Chuan muttered, then suddenly remembered something, and looked at Yan Feng, "There is nothing wrong with the blood in your body, right?"

As soon as he regained consciousness, he was still concerned about his brother's physical condition.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Feng still decided to tell the truth, he said: "After Grandpa's seal last time, there were no problems, but with the improvement of my strength, I feel that Grandpa's seal has disappeared, and Blood Amber may attack again at any time." ”

"yes, I see. ”

Yan Chuan said calmly, but from his eyes, he could see a trace of determined light flickering continuously.