Xiao Rou, what kind of Dao are you cultivating? Luo Xiao was really curious about Mo Yirou's strength, there was no chance before, but now there is a lot of opportunity, so he naturally wants to ask the doubts in his heart.

  "Dao? Kangzhuang Avenue! Mo Yirou didn't expect Luo Xiao to ask her what kind of Dao she was cultivating.

  There are thousands of Taoism, depending on what kind of Taoism you choose.

  For example, the ruthless way, that is, all the feelings are dispersed, and the ruthless way is ruthless.

  Generally speaking, the ruthless path is not the first choice for cultivators, after all, ruthless people are too domineering.

  As a person, if you don't even have a little love, is it still a person?

  However, once you embark on the Ruthless Dao, that cultivation is also slowly rising, compared to other cultivators, those who cultivate the Ruthless Dao will grow much faster, and in this way, some people will choose the Ruthless Dao.

  In the eyes of cultivators, strength is king!

  "Huh?" When Luo Xiao heard Mo Yirou's words, he couldn't help but show surprise, of course, soon, he reacted, Mo Yirou was looking at him as a joke, and he would only say the road if he didn't understand.

  This time, Luo Xiao blamed Mo Yirou for being wrong, Mo Yirou definitely didn't lie to him, she was indeed on a broad road.

  Her cultivation path is slower than others, because what she cultivates is the purest power in the world, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to learn some Buddhist arts!

  "Luo Xiao, are you really afraid to face life and death because you are afraid?" Suddenly, Mo Yirou asked such a sentence.

  As soon as this sentence came out, Luo Xiao's face couldn't help but change a little, although he quickly calmed down, Mo Yirou saw it rightly.

  "Luo Xiao, what are you afraid of?" Mo Yirou's eyes shot directly at Luo Xiao, she knew that Luo Xiao had been concealing it, but she didn't want to find out, after all, there were some things that he was inconvenient to reveal, and it was normal.

  But now, looking at Luo Xiao like this, Mo Yirou still couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart.

  "People die like lights going out, I don't want to be unable to protect even the last soul!" Death is a matter of moments, but he doesn't want his soul to be manipulated.

  "Who told you that?" Luo Xiao had such an idea, obviously it was not his own whim, but someone said it in his ear.

  Luo Xiao looked quite tough, but in fact, his ears were very soft, if someone hadn't said something inconsequential next to him, he wouldn't have such thoughts.

  At present, it is not uncommon for people's souls to be cut off after death, but it is unusual for people to be able to know about it.

  I'm afraid this person is a pawn planted by the demon clan in the Locke family!

  "It's my uncle!" Luo Xiao has always had a good relationship with his uncle, probably because of the same age, he and his uncle have a very close relationship.

  When he heard his uncle's words, he scoffed, completely disbelieving.

  But soon, he was slapped in the face, he was taken to a place, witnessed that scene with his own eyes, and after seeing that scene, he realized that after death, the soul will also be made out by someone, and he will not be able to rest at all.

  It is because of this that he is afraid to face death, because he knows that if he dies, his soul will be made into a puppet and will never be able to rest in peace.

  The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and this is why I have today's Luo Xiao!