In fact, when Qian called him here, he was already mentally prepared.

If he hadn't been seriously injured and was about to die, how could Qian have called him, the internal affairs deacon in charge of funeral arrangements, to come over?

Ding Huan quickly said: "The Peak Master's injury has worsened, and I specially asked Deacon Yuan to come over and talk about something. Deacon Yuan, is there really nothing we can do about the Peak Master's injury? Where is the Sect Master? Can the Sect Master save the Peak Master?"

The tone of his voice was filled with reluctance, which made Yuan Feng feel that Ding Huan was eager for Qian to recover soon.

Yuan Feng sighed, how could he not know the extent of Qian Shan's injury?

It's just that he didn't know that Qian's injury would worsen to such an extent.

"The sect master is not in the sect now, and Qianfeng Master's injury has deteriorated too quickly." Yuan Feng's tone also sounded a little weak.

"Peak Master, if you have anything to say, just tell Deacon Yuan. I believe you will get better. When the sect master comes back, he will definitely help you heal." Ding Huan's eyes were a little red.

Qian was furious: "Deacon Yuan, hurry up——"

Qian just said a quick word, and a blood arrow spurted out, and he felt that his vitality was rapidly disappearing.

At this moment, Qian had a feeling that as long as he dared to say one wrong word, his life would disappear immediately.

At this moment, Qian's heart was filled with horror,

What method is this?

Isn't Ding Huan an ordinary outer disciple?

Why is there such a method? Even the sect leader probably doesn’t have this method, right?

"Peak Master, don't be anxious, Deacon Yuan is here, please speak slowly.

After you finish explaining, Deacon Yuan and I will send you to the Sect Healing Hall, the healing there will definitely be better than here."

Ding Huan quickly comforted him.

Qian's heart is now filled with fear.

He couldn't even speak according to his own will.

I can't stay here anymore, I must leave with Deacon Yuan.

"Deacon Yuan, my injuries are too serious, and I know that I will not die soon. I only hope that after I leave, the inheritance of Qian Lei Mountain can stay. I accepted Ding Huan as my disciple, and I only hope that Qian Lei Mountain will be in Ding Huan's hands in the future -

—”

Qian could only say this, and then blood arrows spurted out. He was horrified to find that his soul was also crazily disintegrating, and his vitality was disappearing faster.

At this moment, he finally understood that Ding Huan had no intention of letting him finish his words, let alone let him leave Qianlei Mountain.
Chapter completed!