"Don't think about good things. I can help Mu Chengfamai to wash the marrow. First, because the strength in his body has been eroded by the Yisui Huaqi Pill, it will not conflict with my strength. Second, because We are practicing the same kung fu, and we are very familiar with his kung fu method, otherwise, even if we can save him, it will hurt his meridians and turn him into a useless person.
As for you, if you take any poison pill, just wait for your death. "Mu Hanyan saw Wu Qizhi's eyeballs rolling around, and guessing what he was thinking, he poured a basin of cold water on it. This guy's brain is so fast, Mu Hanyan pouted.
"That's it, if I abolish my cultivation, can I practice your skills?" Wu Qiyun didn't give up, and had other ideas.
The talent of the Wu family has withered over the years, and even he, a seventh-level swordsman, is a leader of the younger generation. If this continues, the Wu family will decline and die sooner or later. Therefore, Wu Qiyun's desire for strength is also extremely strong, but he also knows that with his own talent, he is more than inferior, but definitely not as good as superior, so it is difficult to shoulder the important task of protecting the Wu family. As long as he can change his aptitude and have a better cultivation potential, he is willing to abolish the ten years of penance.
Seeing Wu Qiyun being so persistent, even Yan Yuchu was a little surprised. Of course, he could see that Wu Qiyun's aptitude was not top-notch, and he didn't know how much hard work and sweat he had put in to be able to have the strength he has today.
"It's useless for you to abolish your own cultivation. How could the Mu family's ancestral skills be easily passed on to outsiders." Mu Hanyan didn't expect this guy to be as obsessive as brown sugar, so he had to find the most appropriate reason to prevaricate one time. All the ancestral exercises are kept secret, I believe Wu Qiyun should give up now.
But what she never expected was that even this reason did not dissuade Wu Qiyun.
"Then... I can't get married. Do you have a younger sister who hasn't left the court yet? By the way, Mu Cheng, do you have one? Ugly doesn't matter at all. It's a pity, Brother Mu is a man. If it's a daughter, I can do it too." That's enough. Actually, even if it's a man, it doesn't matter too much. Brother Mu, are you interested in making a fuss? Mu Cheng, do you have any?" Wu Qiyun only hesitated for a moment, and then started rambling on.
"Get out!" Mu Hanyan's hair was black, and another alpaca flew out of his heart. Still being gay, you are not disgusting, I am disgusting, and the most important thing is, she can't do it.
"Get out!" Mu Cheng also cursed in unison with a rough voice.
Mu Cheng's dull mood was relieved by Wu Qiyun's trouble. Seeing the playful smile in Wu Qiyun's eyes, he also knew that this guy was joking, did he intend to make him happy
Fighting side by side along the way, the two naturally formed a friendship of life and death, and Mu Cheng's originally heavy heart quietly floated a gleam of warmth.
"It's getting late, let's bury them." Mu Hanyan said.
The sky was getting brighter, and in the distance, young swordsmen had stepped out of the tent one after another and began to gather again. Ms. Zhao Si and others are also members of the Tongxin League, and Mu Hanyan does not want to cause any entanglements at this time.
Wu Qiyun immediately started to dig a hole and buried Miss Zhao Si and others in it.
Wu Qiyun and the others are because they are not very old after all, and they still have a little bit of innocence in their hearts, and they don't have a heart that has been honed after a long time. Wu Qiyun and the others were still a little bit sad that their young life just disappeared before their eyes, and they didn't want to see their corpses exposed in the wilderness.