C41 Would You like to Die

"Good calligraphy!" Although Xiao Suo was not proficient in calligraphy and alchemy, the calligraphy written by the old man was as fast as flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. There was a faint sense of pressure coming from it, causing Xiao Yan to sigh in admiration.

Hearing this, the old man turned his head, stared at Xiao Yong, and smiled, "Child, if you choose to die, I can help you