For a moment, the private room fell silent, no one knowing what to say.
After a while, Sun Duoxiang let out a wail like that of a pig being slaughtered.
"Big brother, you can't die, who will look after me if you die?"
Listening to Sun Duoxiang's wailing, Su Mo's face darkened, and anyone would think he had actually died in real life.
"Enough, I'm not really dead."
"But big brother, I'm just too heartbroken."
"Alright, death in the game is inevitable sooner or later, what's there to be surprised about,"
Su Mo sighed and said.
At this time, Lan Xi asked, "Su Mo, is there no way to save you?"
"Yes, yes, big brother you tell me where you died, we will find a way to save you. Rest assured, whether it's climbing a mountain of swords or descending into a sea of flames, we won't even blink an eye,"
Sun Duoxiang came back to his senses and asked urgently.
"No need, I can't be saved, my body is crushed beneath the collapsed bottom of Praying Dragon City."