Yuanjue was not moved by Luofeng's plea. He said lightly, "Chen Xiaodongzhu has come to beg the poor monks before, and the poor monks have also explained that death cannot be resurrected. Donors, how many dead souls are under your hands. They cannot rise, nor can your wife and children. Go back!"

"Then you'll kill me too!" Luo Feng immediately raised his head to compel his visual acuity.

At this moment, he is fearless.

"You can either save my wife and daughter, or kill me, or I can kill more people to bury my wife and daughter!" Luo Feng said.

Yuanjue said indifferently, "Poor monks will not kill you, you...