Chapter 763: returning to the dragon hall

above the broken cliff, the wind was blowing, and it was desolate.

the winged dragon, the god of death, was looking at bai wushang in silence, waiting for his choice.

one was a flat land with a bright future, with fame and fortune at his fingertips.

the other was shrouded in mist, covered in thorns, filled with uncertainty, and it was difficult to predict the dangers and the final outcome.

such a major event in life was far beyond anything else.

he could only rack his brains and try his best to weigh the pros and cons from different angles.

however, no matter how much bai wushang thought about it, he only had one answer in his heart.

"senior death, i choose the second option!"

"alright!" long zixiao laughed out loud again.

in an instant, a gust of cold wind blew, and a sorrowful sound seemed to ring between heaven and earth, which was tactful and heart-wrenching.