"Don't even think about it. I can help Mu Cheng cleanse his meridians and marrow because, firstly, the Qi in his body has been completely consumed by the Yi Sui Hua Qi Pill, so it won't conflict with my Qi. Secondly, we practice the same technique, so I'm very familiar with his way of moving his Qi. Otherwise, even if I could save him, I would damage his meridians and turn him into a cripple.

As for you, if you take any poison pills, just wait for death." Mu Hanyan saw Wu Qizhi's eyes rolling around, guessed what he was planning, and poured a basin of cold water on him. This guy's brain is really quick, Mu Hanyan curled her lips.

"Is that so? Then if I give up my cultivation, will it be okay to practice your skills?" Wu Qiyun did not give up and had another idea.

The Wu family has been losing talent for years. Even a seventh-level swordsman like him is considered a leader among the younger generation. If this continues, the Wu family will sooner or later decline and perish. Therefore, Wu Qiyun's desire for strength is extremely strong. However, he also knows that with his own talent, while better than those below him, he is definitely not as good as those above him, making it difficult for him to shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the Wu family. If it can improve his qualifications and enhance his cultivation potential, he would be willing to give up more than a decade of hard training.

Seeing Wu Qiyun's persistence, even Yan Yuchu was a little surprised. He could see that Wu Qiyun's talent was not top-notch, and he knew how much hardship and sweat he had put in to reach his current level. He actually said that he could destroy it so easily. If he asked himself, even he might not be so decisive.

"It's no use trying to destroy your own cultivation. How could the Mu family's ancestral skills be easily passed on to outsiders?" Mu Hanyan hadn't expected this guy to be so persistent, so she had to find the most appropriate excuse to prevaricate. Each family's ancestral skills were kept secret, so Wu Qiyun must have given up on this.

But what she never expected was that even this reason could not make Wu Qiyun give up the idea.

"Well... I can't marry into your family's family. Do you have any younger sisters who are still unmarried? By the way, Mu Cheng, do you have any? It doesn't matter if she is ugly. What a pity, Brother Mu is a man. If she is a girl, I can also accommodate her. In fact, even if she is a man, it doesn't matter much. Brother Mu, are you interested in being gay? Mu Cheng, are you interested?" Wu Qiyun hesitated for a moment and then started to ramble.

"Get lost!" Mu Hanyan's face was furious, and an alpaca flew out of her mind. She was also gay. If you weren't disgusted, I would be. The most important thing was, she couldn't be gay.

"Get out!" Mu Cheng also cursed in a hoarse voice.

Mu Cheng's depressed mood was relieved by Wu Qiyun's annoyance. Seeing the playful smile in Wu Qiyun's eyes, he knew that this guy was joking and trying to make him happy.

Fighting side by side all the way, the two naturally developed a friendship of life and death. Mu Cheng's originally heavy heart quietly began to feel a hint of warmth.

"It's getting late, let's bury them." Mu Hanyan said.

As daylight dawned, the young swordsmen in the distance began to emerge from their tents and begin to regroup. Miss Zhao Si and the others were, after all, members of the Tongxin Alliance, and Mu Hanyan didn't want to cause any trouble at this time.

Wu Qiyun immediately took action, dug a hole and buried Miss Zhao Si and others in it.

Wu Qiyun and the others were young after all, and they still had some innocence in their hearts, and they did not have hearts as hard as stone after experiencing the world for a long time. Even if Miss Zhao Si and the others had the intention to kill before, seeing several young lives like their own disappearing before their eyes, Wu Qiyun and the others still felt a little sad and did not want to see their bodies exposed in the wilderness.