Leaving Yi Yang's room, Yun Heng walked into his room with a sad face.

Sitting down at the head of the bed, Yun Heng groaned silently, and his rough face was slightly haggard. Looking at his appearance, if he had a big cigarette in his hand at this time, I am afraid that he would have to take two puffs of his mother hard to relieve his sullenness.

After a long moment, Yun Heng let out a long breath and took out a teleportation scroll from the void pouch on his waist. Holding the summons in his hand, Yun Heng groaned again, and finally sighed, and then summoned the news of today's situation. Finally, the qi yuan shook, and the light of the communication scroll flickered, and the information was transmitted in an instant.

Bang!

The transmission scroll exploded, as if his heart was twitching violently, making Yun Heng's face slightly pale, and he was unusually haggard.

Senior brother, Xiao Yang is the only heir of the second senior brother......

Yun Heng hung his head slightly, and a complex emotion flashed between his rough face.

"Whew!" After a while, Yun Heng suddenly raised his head, hurriedly got up from the bed, and immediately walked towards the door in a hurry. After finding two guards and giving a hand, he wanted to turn around and go in the direction of Yi Yang, but when he thought of the latter's depressed mood, he also sighed, and finally went downstairs to the inn lobby, and drank alone.

At dusk and sunset, night is approaching.

Yi Yang, who was lying alone on the bed, still couldn't stop feeling melancholy, and the inexplicable sourness surged in his heart, making his mood extremely sad. I can't say why, but I always feel the urge to cry. It's just that when his tears were about to burst, he was forced back by his tenacious willpower.

How can a man who sheds blood without tears easily count his sorrows?

Yi Yang bit his lip tightly, letting the uncomfortable emotions in his heart surge, he just remained silent and quietly endured it alone. Even if the depressed qi in his heart was rolling endlessly, he didn't necessarily have the slightest relief.

What can I do about the tribulation?

In the empty and dark room, there was no sound, only Yi Yang's heavy and chaotic gasps were constantly undulating.

At this time, no one noticed that when Yi Yang was extremely suppressing his emotions, the almost patchy blood in his body that was originally crushed by the momentum of the man in black was actually boiling. It was as if a fire was inexplicably rising in his body, a strange 'heart fire', boiling the 'frozen' blood in his body.

The blood boiled, and the plaque-like blood spots quickly melted, regaining their previous activity, and began to flow rapidly in Yi Yang's body. The blood was like a wave, sweeping the majestic wave, and the wave was rolling, constantly washing away the flesh and blood in Yi Yang's body and the crushed muscles and bones.

"Ahh

As the blood continued to surge and roll, constantly washing over his body, Yi Yang only felt an indescribable pain spread throughout his body, making him as tough as iron can't help but roar in a low voice. The pain was so intense that it was like being whipped over and over again on his body, and even tearing at his soul, making him feel painful.

At the same time, the mysterious power wrapped in the crushed shin bones also began to circulate rapidly, emitting a burst of brilliant light, as if full of vitality. As these lights continued to flicker, the tibia in Yi Yang's body seemed to be inexplicably encouraged, and the crushed tibia actually began to squirm slowly and strangely.

The tibia squirmed, as if it had been awakened again after a long time, and began to repair the crushed bone meridians independently. At the same time, Yi Yang's soul and body were suffering from more and more painful pain, as if someone was tearing his flesh and blood fiercely, and he couldn't tear it to pieces at once.

And Yi Yang, who was tortured, didn't notice that as his blood boiled, the broken meridians were gradually repaired, and the qi elements in his sea of qi also began to flow slowly. The Ten Thousand Transformation Jue operates independently, as if it has spirituality, mobilizing the qi elements in the sea of qi and the power of the different stones that have been stubborn for a long time, blending with each other and circulating in the body.

With the operation of the Ten Thousand Transformations, Yi Yang felt that his whole body seemed to be filled with a scorching aura, and his whole body seemed to turn into a balloon, making his skin begin to gradually agitate.

For a while, Yi Yang's body was like a pot of smorgasbord, and it was a mess. But under this chaotic appearance, there are different laws that go on without disturbing each other.

The boiling blood prompted the rebirth of the flesh and blood, the squirming of the mysterious power revived the tibia, and the operation of the Ten Thousand Transformation Jue mobilized the power of qi and different stones to continuously temper the flesh, making his own strength also increase and become stronger than before. It's just that the pain it carries is also unimaginable to ordinary people.

Carrying the torture of the mind, the tearing pain of the soul, and the pain of the body, Yi Yang sweated like rain, and the blankets under his body were soaked through. And his handsome and resolute face was also constantly spasmodic at this time, torn by severe pain, and constantly convulsed.

The night passed, Yi Yangqiang bit and endured the pain of the night, and Yun Heng did not come to disturb during this period, leaving him enough space to be alone and quiet. Otherwise, if the latter saw his extraordinary endurance, he would probably be horrified.

In the early morning of the next day, the body that had been noisy all night finally sank and floated again, and the chaos in the body had already completely subsided. And Yi Yang, who had been tortured all night, finally couldn't stand the long breath, and he was drenched in sweat again.

The resolute face was haggard, and the miserable white face was slightly ruddy, as if it was the peach blossom after the snow, and a touch of red was dotted in the white and flawless world, pink and tender.

Sensing the calming condition in his body, Yi Yang couldn't help but sigh. The situation last night was inhuman, and the tearing pain almost broke his soul. Several times it made his consciousness hazy and trance, and he was almost completely wiped out by the severe pain. If it weren't for his amazing willpower, I'm afraid he would have completely fallen into that hazy world, and it would be permanently difficult to extricate himself.

However, when everything calmed down again, Yi Yang was also embarrassed and secretly called luck. Immediately, after calming down, he began to be urgent again, and a look of anticipation couldn't help but appear on his long-cold face.

Immediately, he moved his fingers with some hope, and his mind continued to transmit the action of clenching his fist.

Click......

The bones flexed stiffly, making a crisp, machine-like sound that clicked. Then, the five fingers, which had lost their movement for a long time, slowly began to tremble, gradually bending, and closing into a fist.

Click!

Suddenly, Yi Yang glared angrily, and his stiff five fingers suddenly tightened. Hearing only a crisp sound, Yi Yang's five fingers clenched together, and in an instant, they clenched into fists.

It's restored!

Suddenly, Yi Yang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but flash a surprise. Sensing the abundant power of the clenched fist, a hazy tear could not help but rise in his deep eyes. It was a miracle that he had been able to recover from his wounds overnight with unspeakable pain, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

With an injury like last night's, I'm afraid that even with a healing elixir, it would be impossible for him to recover so quickly. At least, I'm afraid it will take a few days.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Yi Yang slowly supported his arms and began to sit up from the bed. The stiff movements still look a little mechanical, not smooth enough to be as smooth as before. Obviously, the newborn tibia still needs to be polished before it can return to its previous smoothness.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, the confined door was slammed open, and Yun Heng's figure stumbled in.

Raising his head suddenly, Yi Yang's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked at Yun Heng who was stumbling outside the door.

At this time, Yun Heng's eyes were drunk, and he was obviously hungover all night. On his body was still the terrible bloody clothes, exuding a faint blood, mixed with the smell of alcohol wafting through the room. The mixed and unpleasant smell greeted him, causing Yi Yang's brows to frown slightly.

Yun crossed the door and walked in, still holding half a jar of good wine in his hand, and the strong smell of wine wafted from it. He stumbled towards Yi Yang's bedside, still muttering something vigorously. When he approached Yi Yang's side, his hazy drunken eyes lifted slightly, glared at the latter with some dissatisfaction, and couldn't help but scold: "You bastard, why do you sit up with a drum." ”

As he spoke, Yun Heng leaned out with his big hand, wanting to help Yi Yang lie down.

It's just that when his hand reached into the air, it couldn't help but stop abruptly.

"You're recovering?"

Yun Heng's movements were stiff, and he looked at Yi Yang who was sitting on the bed in a daze, and couldn't help but look surprised, looking quite incredible.

"How can you possibly recover?" Yun Heng seemed to be puzzled, and couldn't believe his eyes. couldn't help but withdraw his hand and rubbed his eyes fiercely, making his hazy drunken eyes a little clearer. But despite this, he was still quite skeptical.

"It seems that I'm drunk,......" glanced at Yi Yang in a daze, and Yun Hengxuan smiled bitterly.

When Yi Yang heard this, he couldn't stand a bitter smile. Holding back his uncomfortable body bones, he got up from the bed, walked lightly in front of Yun Heng, and reached out to snatch the wine jar from the latter's arms. It was immediately placed on the guest table next to the bed.

Lighting a candle lamp, Yi Yang held the candle in front of Yun Heng, and immediately smiled: "Fifth Uncle, take a look again!"

Yun Heng turned his head and glanced at Yi Yang again through the bright candlelight, and finally reached out and pinched Yi Yang's face fiercely before he let out a sigh of relief. The former sighed and couldn't help but pout, finally believing the facts.

However, after figuring out the facts, Yun Heng was also curious again, how did Yi Yang recover? That kind of serious trauma, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have already died, how could he survive like Yi Yang? Moreover, let alone recover so quickly.

After thinking about it, Yun Heng couldn't help but ask Yi Yang curiously. When the latter heard this, he smiled, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Actually, I don't know what happened, but not long after you left, suddenly a strange wind blew outside the window, and then a pill appeared in your mouth." Outcome...... Outcome...... That's it. ”

Yi Yang blinked his eyes, looking like he didn't understand, which really made De Yunheng's heart a little confused. However, seeing that the latter nodded lightly, he obviously did not doubt the truth of what Yi Yang said.

After all, when Yi Yang was dying on the street, someone came to relieve the siege, so it would be okay for the other party to save his life. It's just that for the mysterious person who helped Yi Yang break the siege, Yun Heng was also very curious in his heart.

Who could it be?