Mu Wushuang was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered that the poison in Qian Rendeng was deeper than himself, and immediately stood up and hurried back to Qian Rendeng. At this time, Zhang Hong was gone, and Qian Rendeng's eyes were closed with black blood flowing out. Mu Wushuang pressed Qian Rendeng's shoulders and said, "Master Qian, how are you doing? Are you okay?"

Qian Rendeng coughed a few times and smiled sadly: "I'm fine, but that guy Zhang Hong... doesn't bother to do it yourself? Alas, Dao Wangge... No, it should be Feng Yaolang, his poison skills are really amazing! Even I'm convinced this time." Dao Wuren walked slowly behind Mu Wushuang, looked Qian Rendeng for a moment before slowly saying: "Senior, your poison... is afraid it's not possible to solve it..."

Qian Rendeng heard Dao Wuren say this, but instead smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, that's great! Anyway, I've been fighting enough and tired of killing, and I have a successor in all my skills. There is nothing to regret... If so, I just can't see A Miao become the number one in the world..." Mu Wushuang immediately supported Qian Rendeng's back and said, "Master Qian, don't talk nonsense, I will lose your internal strength..."

Qian Rendeng raised his stiff arm with difficulty, gently pushed Mu Wushuang away and scolded softly: "Boy, although I am poisonous, I don't need you to help me! I don't have to be filial at this time. Just let me walk decently. Take care of yourself, and my uncle will be relieved..." As soon as Qian Rendeng finished speaking, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then knelt on the ground and gasped.

Mu Wushuang was about to bend down to hold Qian Rendeng, but suddenly his body softened again and fell straight to the ground. Mu Wushuang used all his strength to barely raise his head, looking at Qian Rendeng who was kneeling down and smiling. Qian Rendeng held his breath and took out a letter from his arms tremblingly. Because he was blind and lost all his martial arts skills, Qian Rendeng actually handed the letter to Dao Wuren and said slowly: "Wushuang, I left this letter to A Miao, you can hand it to him for me. When A Miao meets Old Gui in the future, just show it to the bird man... All the things I can't tell you are written on it..."

Mu Wushuang dared not refute Qian Rendeng's self-esteem, so he could only climb a few steps silently and stretched his arms hard before grabbing the letter. Qian Rendeng breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head slightly, muttering to himself, "I have done everything I can, can you... not hold a grudge against me so much... Alas, I still can't let go of this heart disease, it's too heavy..." Dao Wuren walked to Mu Wushuang's side, shook his head and said, "Hua Wuchang, the poison in your body has just occurred, I can still untie it, but the poison in Qian's body... I have no choice."

Mu Wushuang tried his best to raise his body with his arms, and looked at Qian Rendeng who was still moving and begged: "Saint, since you are the leader of the Gu girl, there must be a way, right? Please detoxify me Master Qian, please..." Dao Wuren glanced at Mu Wushuang with a begging face, slowly squatted down, pressed Qian Rendeng's artery on his neck and shook his head: "Mu Wushuang, you have the demonic power in your body to fight against Feng Yaolang's poison, so you can hold on until now. Now, Qian has no internal force to support him, and he is already... the lamp is clean..."

Mu Wushuang could only open his eyes wide and watched Dao Wurian hold Qian Rendeng's body, and then slowly pulled out the silver needle on Qian Rendeng's eyelid. Dao Wurian said while tidying up Qian Rendeng's face, "You want to ask me how I know about Feng Yaolang? In fact, it was all told by her sister Feng Yaozhen. Feng Yaozhen couldn't see that her son was suffering, so she told me all the secrets between their sisters..." Mu Wushuang's arms softened, and her chin hit the ground heavily, and blood was immediately rumored: "I don't want to ask you this! I just want to ask you if there is any antidote to save Master Qian..."

Dao Wuren helped Qian Rendeng clean up his beard and hair, and slowly lowered Qian Rendeng's body until Qian Rendeng was completely lying on the ground. However, Dao Wuren turned his head and slanted Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang endured the pain and itch in his body, raised his head a few inches and said, "Saint Gu, don't worry about me... You should put money master first..." Dao Wuren tightened his brows, and suddenly reached out to pinch Mu Wushuang's cheeks. Mu Wushuang could only open his mouth and looked at Dao Wurian.

Dao Wuren pulled out the green bamboo flute from his waist expressionlessly, bit open one end of the flute with his teeth, and then stuffed the flute directly into Mu Wushuang's mouth and shouted: "This is the best antidote in our Miao village - resurrection powder - swallow it for me! Before Lin Miao avenged my sister, neither of you are allowed to die!!" Mu Wushuang coughed, but puffed up his cheeks and did not swallow the antidote given by Dao Wuren.

Dao Wuren frowned, and his wrist exerted force to push the bamboo flute into Mu Wushuang's mouth a few inches: "I will tell you about Hua Wuchang. Without the consent of the elders, I will use this bamboo flute independently. I am an ordinary Gu girl! As for the position of the saint, let it go, and whoever I like to sit—but don't think that the rebirth powder in our Miao Village is easy to refine! Swallow it for me!!"

However, Mu Wushuang still refused to cooperate. Dao Wurian narrowed his eyes and directly used the skills of Fengjue Finger, pinched Mu Wushuang's shoulders and picked up his upper body. Mu Wushuang was unable to resist and could only be forced to open his throat and swallow Dao Wurian's antidote with pain. Mu Wushuang coughed a few times, and the powder was sprayed everywhere, and Dao Wurian slowly let go of his left hand.

Seeing that the corners of Mu Wushuang's mouth were covered with grayish-white powder, Dao Wurian gently put him on the ground and shook his head: "No matter how strong the poison Feng Yaolang used on you, it's okay now." Mu Wushuang pinched his throat and coughed twice, feeling that his strength had recovered a little. After stuffing Qian Rendeng's handbook into his arms and put it away, Mu Wushuang got up and stared at Dao Wurian and asked, "Why don't you save Master Qian first?!"

Dao Wuren looked at Qian Rendeng's body and slowly turned around: "You can ask me to save people. I can't do it if you ask me to save the body. In fact, it was too late when I came. Qian Chang had not finished his funeral and refused to swallow his last breath for so long..." Mu Wushuang slowly lowered his head when he heard this. Although he knew that Dao Wuren had not lying to him, he could never accept the fact that Qian Rendeng died here.

Mu Wushuang knelt silently next to Qian Rendeng's corpse, looking at Qian Rendeng's already shriveled face without saying a word. Qian Rendeng's expression of regret was exactly the same as when Hu Yibing turned into a stone statue. Dao Wurian closed his eyes and worshiped Qian Rendeng according to the etiquette of the Han people, and then spoke Mu Wushuang and said, "My sister's body is not in that room. Tell me, where did they bury her...? I'll send her for the last journey."
Chapter completed!