"Master, should we go and beg Ling Chuxi?" Mu Weibei asked hesitantly.
"Go, immediately." Ling Gusong was actually very unwilling to meet Ling Chuxi, and was even more unwilling to beg her. However, at this time, his life was hanging by a thread, so how could he care about his face? grandmasters were also afraid of death.
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When Ling Gusong saw Ling Chuxi again, she was already on the verge of death. She did not even have the strength to speak. The air current in her body was turbulent, as if her entire body could be blown to pieces by the air current storm at any time.
"Aiya, first elder Ling, we haven't seen each other for a long time, how did you become like this?" Asked Ling Chuxi, pretending to be surprised.
In his heart, however, he almost laughed to the sky. He actually had a death wish and captured li shaoqiu to refine pills. Wasn't that courting death? However, this old man's physique didn't look bad. He had actually lived until now.
