Mo Li looked calm.

"This Taoist position actually doesn't mean much to me. I can understand your decision, and it doesn't mean I accept it."

"you……"

"Master, what I cultivate is to follow my will. If I retreat today, my thoughts will not be clear and my will will not go as I wish. And..."

He glanced at Zuo Yang.

"In life, it is difficult to find a close friend. How could Mo Li lose this hard-won close friend just to survive?"

Not far away.

Zhou Ye and Wang Yong glanced at each other subconsciously, cursing secretly in their hearts.

Pooh!

A confidant is hard to find!

Rivals are even harder to find!

Why am I so unlucky that I have to die with this shameless person?
Chapter completed!