I Can Level Up By Staying Idle

268 Lin Mo’s Death (3)

Moreover, with Gao Haoran’s little talent, even if he cultivated diligently every day, he might not have a chance to avenge Brother Mo in this lifetime.

Just as Gao Haoran was about to cry and lie on Lin Mo… Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

“Don’t touch me! I’m playing dead! You’ll give me away if you touch me!”

Hearing this familiar voice, Gao Haoran couldn’t help but pause.

Wasn’t this Brother Mo’s cheap voice?

Brother Mo wasn’t dead yet?

‘He’s pretending to be dead?’

At this moment, Gao Haoran only wanted to say, “The ancients didn’t lie to me! A scourge will live for a thousand years! I knew Brother Mo wouldn’t die so easily!”

“Don’t just stand there. Continue crying!” Lin Mo’s voice sounded in Gao Haoran’s mind again. “Although that Grandmaster Zhitian has already flown far away, he can still see the situation here! If he finds anything abnormal on my side, he’ll kill his way back!”

“Huh?” Gao Haoran was stunned again.

‘Cry?’

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‘He can’t on command!’

“Hurry up and cry!” Lin Mo urged.

Lin Mo’s vital essence had already reached the mid-stage of the sixth rank. In terms of mental strength, he was not even inferior to some martial arts grandmasters. He felt Grandmaster Zhitian’s vital essence sweep across his “corpse” again, clearly wanting to confirm that he was really dead.

“Cry harder! Cry harder!” Lin Mo continued to use his mental strength to send a voice transmission to Gao Haoran and urged anxiously, “But don’t touch my ‘corpse’. Grandmaster Zhitian will notice that something’s wrong!”

After all, theoretically speaking, all the cells in Lin Mo’s body should have died by now. The entire “corpse” should be turning into pus soon.

“Well…” Gao Haoran was stunned.

But in the current situation, he had no choice but to cry.

“Brother Mo! Why did you die like this? Brother Mo… you died too tragically!!”

Gao Haoran scrambled to a few meters away from Lin Mo. He lay on the ground and beat his chest as he wailed.

He looked like a filial son.