When Yan Yang kicked open the door and saw a figure sitting in front of the window, covered with bandages, as if it had just been unearthed, Yan Yang burst into tears and hurriedly pounced.

"Big brother!"

After the bandaged figure saw the hot sun again, he took the lead in kneeling down when the hot sun was about to pounce in front of him.

"I've seen the second son!" Yan Yang hurriedly stopped the action of kneeling down immediately, and his face was confused.

"You are?"

"Oh, the second child is back, you go back and do it well, and give me that melancholy and longing action, this side is just halfway through the painting." At this moment, a familiar hearty sound came from the left side of Yan Yang, and Yan Yang turned his head, only to see a man dressed in black bending over, pointing at an easel next to him.

Although he was dressed in black, he couldn't hide his outstanding heroic appearance, he was born with the momentum of a king in the world, his handsome and incomparable facial features seemed to be carved out of marble, with sharp and angular lines, sharp and deep eyes, and he didn't feel that he gave people a sense of oppression!

His thick eyebrows rebelliously raised slightly upward, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, handsome with a touch of coldness, it is estimated that it is because of the perennial leading soldiers, his figure is also quite beautiful and tall, standing there, indescribably floating out of the dust, as if a celestial man, the charm is unique, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling.

This is Yan Yang's eldest brother, the eldest son of the demon lord Yan Lin-Yan Zhao, but at this moment, except for his pale face and a trace of tiredness, he can't see any traces of injury.

"Big brother, ...... you" Yan Yang really didn't understand this time, and walked to Yan Zhao in confusion, where there was a drawing board, and a spirit painter was sitting in front of him, who was engrossed in painting the mummy at the moment.

"You kid still knew about coming back, I thought you forgot about you, the big brother." Yan Zhao said, but with a pair of hands, he kept pointing to the flaws on the drawing board for him to change.

"Listen to Master Ming and Master Xiao, are you injured?" Yan Yang's tone was a little suspicious this time, and he said a lot of Yan Zhao back and forth.

"But no, it was all a month ago, there is no elixir in the demon world, and now the good ones are almost the same, yes, yes, draw a little more here, and draw it heavier." Yan Zhao pointed to a place that he was not satisfied with.

Yan Yang was speechless for a while, but he was also a little angry, such a big thing happened a month ago, but no one informed him, is he still in this family?

"Ahem!"

At this moment, there was a coughing sound outside the door, and the two turned their heads, but saw Yan Lin in a brocade robe walking in with his hands behind his back, and saw that the two brothers were almost as tall, and their hearts were warm, but they put on their faces.

"Yang'er is back? How is Zhao'er feeling today? ”

The two hurriedly bent down and saluted: "I've seen my father!" ”

The other two knelt down directly and did not dare to raise their heads.

"Thank you father for your concern, it's almost fine." Yan Zhao said.

"Big brother is injured, why are you ......" Yan Yang was about to ask, but saw Yan Lin throw a bottle of pill to Yan Zhao, and he caught it.

"Why didn't you tell you? Tell you what you can do? Yan Lin asked rhetorically.

"I ......" Yan Yang was speechless for a while, yes, telling him that there was no panacea that could cure his eldest brother, and that he didn't have to rely on his father.

"You two brothers, when can I really put my mind at ease, but, it seems that I have grown up, women, it hurts people a lot, one almost lost her life for her, and the other went directly into the gentle township, and even forgot about my father." After Yan Lin finished speaking, the two of them instantly stared at each other.

"Big brother, you ......"

"You ...... dictate"

Soon, both of them turned red at the same time.

"Yang'er is still quite angry, and he got the only daughter of Lao Luo's guy, I have to praise this, it's too much for your father to fight for face, when will I see the old immortal, see if I'm not angry with him!" Yan Lin said this, his face was full of joy, as if he had revenge some deep hatred.

Yan Zhao on the side heard that Yan Yang had put the daughter of King Shura on the bed, his face was full of incredulity, he directly hit Yan Yang, and stretched out a thumbs up, everyone knew that his father and Luo Sui did not deal with each other, and they had fought for most of their lives, how could they have thought that in the end, they still lost to their father.

"Are you still laughing? Yang'er is still fighting for your father, what about you, you are actually causing me trouble, stabbing Louzi, I will tell you in advance, I will not care about this matter, and I will snatch her back with my ability. As soon as Yan Lin saw Yan Zhao, he immediately became angry.

"Dad, Yaxin and I are really in love." Yan Zhao suddenly became anxious.

"Love, I've known each other for less than five days in total, where does love come from, don't be hot with a shaved head, it's just wishful thinking." Yan Lin struck.

"She even told me her name." Yan Zhao argued.

"Is it important?"

"I, my hero saved the beauty!"

"Yes, I almost lost my life, I wasted how many good things your father had, plus a Jiazi's cultivation to cure you." The more Yan Lin spoke, the more angry he became, and Yan Zhao's face turned red.

"I ......"

"If I am Yanlin's son, try it myself, if you can marry her to my Yan family, I will immediately hand over this demon world to you." Yan Lin glanced at his eldest son and said sarcastically.

"I ......" Yan Zhao hung his head with a dejected face, he didn't know how to pick up his father, if only he could marry, but ......

Yan Lin shook his head: "I still have some things to deal with, you two brothers haven't seen each other for many years, let's have a good chat, hey, all of them are for women, it's really heartbreaking!" Yan Lin muttered to himself, then walked out with his hands behind his back, leaving the hall to the two brothers.

Seeing this, the mummy and the painter hurriedly retired.

"Big brother, this, what the hell is going on!" Yan Yang seemed to have discovered some big secret, and hurriedly played.

"Hey, brother, it's hard to say!" Yan Zhao sighed, sat down on the chair, hesitated, and said to Yan Yang in frustration.

It turned out that during the time when Yan Zhao was stationed in the old land, there were always problems in logistics, some grain and grass and the spirit crystals needed for cultivation were always stolen, and there was no gain for half a year, which made the entire military camp panic, and finally borrowed the spirit butterfly from his father, and finally found the trace, but it was a strange race in the wasteland-the Wu clan, they were shaped like tigers, with colorful fur and long tails, and were good at stealing.

In order to prevent future troubles, they specially set up a trap, and put a large amount of grain, grass and spirit crystals in the Valley of the Fallen Gods, in order to avoid startling the grass and snakes, he quietly led ten of his strongest cronies to squat there, and even Master Hades and Master Xiao did not notice, because even if they collected their breath perfectly, that invisible coercion and momentum would make the Wu clan have a sense of danger and dare not come.

They waited quietly for eight days, and when they were about to give up, the Shogo clan appeared, and everyone suddenly became nervous, and the ambush became more secretive, ready to give them a fatal blow.

There were more than 30 of them in total, all of them were full of cruelty, but they seemed to be chasing something, and when they got closer, they found that in front of them, there was a woman covered in blood who was gritting her teeth and running strongly, trying to do her best to shake off them, but it seemed that their endurance seemed to exceed the girl's expectations......