His eyes were like arrows, and he glanced back at the gate of the city. There was no sign of the two brothers long ago, and his handsome face was devouring the wrath of thunder.

"Ah..." He couldn't restrain the anger in his heart and roared out in anger, but he didn't have much strength in his body, and this roar didn't have much deterrent effect.

When a person is struggling to get nothing in return, that kind of anger is indeed extremely angry.

Lin Zichen knew that his younger brother had been injured and it was still very serious. He didn't run too far, so he quickly returned to Chaos Ring.

But the moment he saw his younger brother in the space, he was stunned. Seeing the younger brother who was lying in a pool of blood, his heart instantly became frightened.

Unexpectedly, Yi'er would be hurt so badly, but Lin Ziyi was lying in a pool of blood, motionless, his face pale as paper.

In order to prevent Wuhuan from discovering the secret of Chaos Ring, he sent Wuhuan to the spiritual space.

"Yi'er..." Lin Zichen's voice trembled.

He had never seen Yi'er suffered such a serious injury.

Lin Ziyi was lying motionless on the ground, his chest was seriously injured, and the blood kept flowing, staining the ground red.

He couldn't avoid Liancheng's blow.

Lin Zichen quickly sat on the ground and quickly hugged his younger brother in his arms. He calmed himself down. Mother gave you and the brothers a lot of life-saving pills.

Among them, the aquamarine spirit liquid can make the wound heal quickly. Lin Zichen took out the aquamarine spirit liquid from the space and poured it on his younger brother's wound.

His little hands trembled fiercely.

Nie Changfeng flew to his side and glanced at the little disciple who couldn't restrain the shaking all over, he frowned slightly.

A dark voice came into Lin Zichen's ears: "Let's come as a teacher."

Lin Zichen realized that the master had already come behind him.

"Master." Lin Zichen looked at Master dumbly, with deep worries in his big eyes.

Nie Changfeng knelt down, stroked his head lightly, and calmly said: "Chen'er, don't worry, your brother will be fine."

Lin Zichen nodded suddenly, Yi'er must have nothing to do, otherwise he would not be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Give the spirit liquid to Master, and Master will administer medicine to your brother." Nie Changfeng stretched out his palm. On his palm, his palm had distinct textures and slender fingers. Although he was over a hundred years old, his hand was very slender. The joints are distinct like jade.

Lin Zichen shook his mind, took out a bottle of aquamarine spiritual liquid again, and handed it to Master.

Nie Changfeng cautiously poured the spirit liquid on Lin Ziyi's wound.

With the help of the master, Lin Zichen calmed down a lot, quietly looking at the little brother's lifeless face.

After a while, Nie Changfeng gave Lin Ziyi a pulse, and he said solemnly: "Chen'er, your brother was injured badly, his internal organs were displaced, and his shoulder blades were penetrated, although this spiritual liquid can make your brother's wounds. He quickly healed, but his internal organs were displaced and damaged, and Master could not heal him, so he immediately took your brother to find your mother."

"See my mother?" Lin Zichen choked, "Master, my mother is still alive and dead now. She was burned and brought back to the world of beasts. Even my dad can't see her, even if I see my mother, mother I wonder if you are awake yet?"

When Nie Changfeng heard this, it was also, "Chen'er, besides your mother, who else has good medical skills, you can take your brother to see him for treatment."

Lin Zichen suddenly thought of Ye Jinhuan, and he said excitedly: "Master, please help me take care of Yi'er. Chen'er will go back now. Uncle Ye and my mother have the same teacher, and he can save Yi'er."

"Okay! Chen'er, it should not be too late, you go home quickly, your brother can't move his body now, the master will hold him here."

"Master Lao," Lin Zichen finished speaking, quickly out of space.

Lin Zichen returned to the city of Demon Territory as quickly as possible, before entering the door he shouted: "Uncle Ye, come out quickly."

His voice instilled spiritual power and shocked everyone.

With such an urgent voice, everyone knew that something was wrong, and everyone ignored the chat and got up and went to the hall on the first floor.

Ye Jinhuan came to the main hall as quickly as possible. Seeing Lin Zichen's expression on his face was not good, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

He quickly asked: "Chen'er, what's the matter? What happened?"

Lin Zichen carefully lifted his younger brother out of the space.

Ye Jinhuan looked at Lin Ziyi's **** body and was shocked. He carefully took Lin Ziyi and placed it on a soft couch not far away.

"Yier, this is..."

"I was injured by Liancheng." Lin Zichen quickly told Ye Jinhuan the reason, "Uncle Ye, save Yi'er quickly. Yi'er's internal organs have shifted, and there has been a rupture."

Jun Yuheng and the others came downstairs, just when they heard Lin Zichen's words, everyone's expressions instantly became serious.

"How come? Yi'er met Liancheng today." Jun Yuheng walked over with a gloomy face.

Jing Yan said: "Holy Monarch, Liancheng can't enter the city of the Demon Realm, I'm afraid Yi'er went to the Nether Realm."

When Jun Yuheng heard it, he knew that Grandson had always liked to go out to play, but he didn't expect that he would play in the land of the world.

Seeing Ye Jinhuan's pulse, everyone quietly waited for the result.

Mu Xueyan's illness was not healed. Seeing Lin Ziyi's whole body was blood, her face was pale with worry, and she pulled Jun Yuheng's sleeve tightly.

After Ye Jinhuan took the pulse, he quickly took out a pill of pill from the space and gave it to Lin Ziyi.

Then he looked at Lin Zichen and said solemnly: "Chen'er, Yi'er's internal organs are very badly injured. You must have your mother's ice needle to heal him.

Liancheng is a demon god, and Yi'er is only a Tier 4 cultivation base. If Liancheng is still alive, it is already a miracle. "

Lin Zichen frowned, "But my mother is still alive and dead now, and I may not be able to see my mother if I bring Yi'er." Lin Zichen's face was hurt, and he couldn't imagine the younger brother who has always been mischievous and weird. , Lying quietly like this, how distressed he will be.

"Chen'er." Ye Jinhuan yelled softly.

Lin Zichen trembled slightly before raising his eyes, staring at Ye Jinhuan blankly.

Ye Jinhuan saw a trace of pain spreading from the tip of his heart.

"Chen'er, you must see your mother, otherwise, Yi'er's life will not be guaranteed, and my medicine can only keep Yi'er for five days." Ye Jinhuan had to tell the truth.

"Ah..." Mu Xueyan cried out painfully when she heard it, and she fainted as she couldn't stand the shock.

"Yan'er, Yan'er..." Jun Yuheng hugged his wife and called her anxiously.

"Mother concubine..." Jun Yixuan also walked over, anxious.

Ye Jinhuan took out a few silver needles and walked over, gently piercing Mu Xueyan's head, gently turning his fingers.

After a while, Mu Xueyan sighed in her heart, as if vomiting out, Ye Jinhuan pulled out the silver needle.

Then he looked at Jun Yuheng and said, "Holy King, the Queen is just anxious, and she will be fine after a short rest."

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