"Why are you so ungrateful? What information do you have that is worthy of our desperate efforts to take you out? Let's see.

Shui Qianjue's tone couldn't help but be a little angry, and it was extremely inappropriate to speak.

The man smiled slightly: "Old thief Luo locked me up here for half a year just to dig out the most valuable information from my mouth. Is the information you mentioned worth it?"

The tone was very grand and very calm, but all people would shrink in the face of death, and this man was no exception.

"No, let's go."[

Luo Liuling walked out of the cage. This action made Shui Qianjue stunned. Since the girl said she was leaving, he did not hesitate. Before he even raised his feet, he heard the man's voice, very urgently: "You guys

No more deals."

"What deal is there with someone like you? Your information is not worth our fighting for you."

Luo Liuling said coldly, she is not a savior, but an ordinary person. As long as she is a human, she will have greed, and her greed is to hold on to her own life. God has given her rebirth in another world, so she has to

Live well.

"That's all, I won't live long if I go out. I just want to see my wife and my daughter in my lifetime. I just ask you to do one favor. As long as you agree, I will tell you everything you want to know."

Although the man cannot see it, he also knows that this woman speaks so coldly, which makes him even more arrogant and speaks the truth.

"What's the matter?"

"Give me this to the woman I love most, and my daughter."

The man's trembling hands took out a handkerchief from the rag on his chest. There was still a trace of blood on the handkerchief.

Shui Qianjue immediately stepped forward, caught the handkerchief, unfolded it, and saw a poem written on it: "You haven't returned yet, I am leaning against the window, the flowers are blooming all year round, and the bright moon shines on my heart."

"Note: This poem was written by Wanwan casually. It's not elegant. It's just a joke (*^__^*) hehe..."

His wife's love for him can be seen so clearly that even the purest bright moon in the world cannot express it enough.

"You have a good wife."

Shui Qianjue said slowly and put the handkerchief in his arms.

"You only need to give this handkerchief to a woman named Ma Xiao. As long as you see seven bluestones paved in front of the door in Qingyun Lane, Balipu, Yunguo Imperial City, that is my home."

The man said this sentence, as if he was afraid that they would not remember it clearly, and he spoke very slowly. After finishing the sentence, the man was sweating profusely.

His chest rose and fell, Shui Qianjue dodged and clasped the man's wrist with his hand, his face a little solemn.

"You are so poisoned that you are hopeless. No one has sent you an antidote?"

Shui Qianjue put down his hand and sounded helpless. He really didn't expect his uncle to be so cruel.

"The antidote was sent by Old Thief Luo. He hasn't come here for so long today, so he must have let me die here. If you want to ask anything, just ask it quickly. I feel like I don't have much time."[

The man's chest was rising and falling as he spoke. It seemed that the poison had caused him great pain. Luo Liuling took out a bottle from his arms, found a pill inside, and fed it to the man.

As soon as he raised his hand, he exposed the man's forehead. He saw that a black line had reached the center of his eyebrows and was slowly spreading around until the entire face was occupied by the black poisonous gas. Then there was no way

Medicine can help.
Chapter completed!