In the quiet house, the faint smell of sandalwood lingers in it, so that the soul of the winner is slightly comfortable and intoxicated, on the richly decorated bed in the corner of the room, Yan Batian's eyes are closed on it, and there is only a faint breath for a long time, so that the person can't help but worry a little, whether the breath will suddenly not be connected, resulting in the tragic result of death.

Around the bed, the dense heaven and earth aura slowly squeezed into Yan Batian's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, making the people around the bed still a little dazed.

Yan Batian, who was lying on the bed, was in a daze, vaguely feeling that there were people walking back and forth around him, and after a long time, with a few low sighs, he slowly disappeared.

The voices of the people around him came into Yan Batian's ears intermittently, and most of them were a little melancholy. There was only a hearty voice, cheering for the others, saying that the little junior brother Jiren had his own natural appearance, and he would soon wake up.

I don't know how many times after the sound of the door closing and opening the door, Yan Batian, who was like a dead man on the bed, suddenly trembled slightly with his fingers, and after a while, his weak breathing finally became a little stronger, and after a while, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyelids struggled, and he opened slightly.

The faint soft light penetrated through the eyes, Yan Batiandi's palm tightened violently, and he tried to move his gaze, looking at the room completely, and found that after his living room, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and lay on the soft bed weakly, without the slightest strength to support him to move.

Panting slightly, after his brain was completely clear, streams of memories quickly poured out from the depths of his mind, which reminded Deyan Batian of what had happened.

"If they knew that I was seriously injured by a small foundation building monk, I don't know how many people would laugh and break their big teeth!"

Yan Batian laughed self-deprecatingly. Recalling the sharp pain when the white light broke through the defensive shield and touched his body, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, took a light breath of air with a hint of sandalwood, and his mind was a little clearer. Slowly closing his eyes, his divine consciousness gradually sank into his body.

As the divine consciousness sank into his body, all of a sudden, the internal condition of his body that was so broken that it almost made Yan Batian stunned appeared under the investigation of his divine sense.

Looking at this body that seemed to have been forcibly destroyed by the terrifying force once, Yan Batian's heart sank a lot, although he could guess that his injuries were not light, but he still didn't expect that this was not light, it had reached such a point, and now this tragic situation in the body, if it was placed on any other person, I am afraid that the only ending would be to become a dead corpse and disappear into this world forever.

"I don't know, under such a serious injury, how can I, a cowardly body that came from the relinquishment, still be able to urge mana and kill Xiong Qidi in one fell swoop...... , It seems that this time there is a big trouble......"

Bitterly muttered in his heart, Yan Batian's divine consciousness slowly flowed along the broken tendons, and finally came to the sea of dantian qi in the lower abdomen, looking at the faint mana that only had the first or second layer of cultivation in the qi cultivation period remaining inside the dantian, he sighed again in his heart, this is really worse.

Yan Batian didn't know, if it weren't for the effect of the Seven Stars Spirit Gathering Array, as well as the fact that his mana had automatically recovered in the veins for a long time, coupled with the strong recovery ability of the Tongluo Quenching Pill, I am afraid that at this time, the mana in the dantian had been depleted to the point of no longer existing.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Yan Batian saw Yan Feiyan sitting on the edge of the bed, already tired and asleep. Her hair was no longer as neat as usual, and it was scattered on the bed, and her swollen eyes were raised high and tinged with a heart-wrenching black.

When Yan Batian seemed to be awake or not, the deepest impression was Yan Feiyan's suppressed heartbreaking convulsions. If she hadn't been afraid of disturbing herself, I'm afraid she would have grieved a long time ago.

Yan Batian wanted to reach out to help Yan Feiyan tidy up her messy hair, but found that she had used enough strength, but she couldn't lift her arms at all, so she couldn't help but sigh softly.

This voice was soft, the sound was not very loud, but when it heard Yan Feiyan's ears, it was like thunder on the ground, which made the spirit wake up in a coma. Looking at Yan Batian's dark eyes full of love and pity, Yan Feiyan couldn't bear the sadness in her heart, and she screamed loudly!

"Brother Batian, you are awake, you are seriously injured and you are scared to death Yan'er......!

Now Yan Feiyan's sad demeanor like pear blossoms with rain is like two people like Yan Feiyan in the ring who is sharp and decisive in killing.

"Yeon'...... Don't cry, Brother Batian...... Very good......"

This voice made Yan Batian feel even more powerless, and his voice was so hoarse that even he couldn't hear what he said.

"Brother Batian, Yan'er firmly believes that you will definitely get better......"

With a smile in her teary eyes, Yan Feiyan tried hard to make herself strong, but unfortunately the smile looked so heartbreaking.

"Yeon'...... You...... Rest...... Brother Batian, I'm ...... Recuperation ......"

Although he was still very weak and couldn't even say a complete sentence, Yan Batian's smile was already bright. He really needs to recuperate after he has just woken up.

"I'm sorry, Brother Batian, it's me who didn't think it through, you really need to rest......"

Smiling and slowly standing up, Yan Feiyan reluctantly walked out of the room step by step. She knew that what Brother Batian needed most now was to recuperate.

"This little girl, if I knew that I was no longer the overlord brother she used to be, I don't know if I would ...... me like this"

Yan Batian secretly thought to himself, and there was no correct result in his heart that was convincing to him.

Seeing Yan Feiyan close the door casually, Yan Batian eliminated his thoughts, then calmed down, and soon entered a state of self-forgetfulness.

The Tongluo Quenching Pill that Li Xuyang gave him had a strong effect on the injured foundation building period monks, but for Yan Batian at this time, the medicinal power was very domineering.

As soon as he took it, Yan Batian sealed most of the medicinal power, if it weren't for this, it could be said that the fragility of the current meridians would have added fuel to the fire, and the tendons and veins would have been damaged by the domineering power of the Tongluo Quenching Pill.

Of course, this can't be blamed on Li Xuyang, with his experience, it is impossible to think so thoroughly.

Slightly closing his eyes, Yan Batian slowly released the medicinal power of the Tongluo Quenching Pill, feeling the gentle energy that dissolved in his body, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, although this pure energy was extremely mild, but when it was repaired, the almost broken meridians still couldn't help but feel a throbbing feeling.

Regarding the current fragility of the meridians, Yan Batian could only smile bitterly and shook his head, allowing the gentle energy released by the Tongluo Quenching Pill to slowly swim in the body's tendons, and as the gentle energy swam in the tendons and veins for several large Zhou Tian cycles, gradually his body slowly gained a little more strength.