"You don't know what Mr. Gu rushed for, right?" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "With him here, I'm afraid you can't kill Zhao Ziming!"

Zhao Qinyou turned her head and looked at her with a very complicated look.

Although Ling Luoyu did not look up, he could understand the profound meaning in his eyes.

"Young Master Qin, you don't have to hate me like this... It's not that I went back on my word, but that I'm not Mr. Gu's opponent at all! I have fought with him for many years and know his ability, so... no matter whether you want to believe it or not, as long as he is here, I will never be able to kill Zhao Ziming for you!"

"Then you...you promised me before..." Zhao Qin became more and more anxious.

If so, will the grudge between them be settled?

"I can't kill Zhao Ziming, it doesn't mean you can't!" Ling Luoyu curled his lips cunningly and slightly said: "You can't do what he can do to you!"

“…what? What??”

"I don't understand this?"

“…”

Zhao Qin shook her head in a daze.

Ling Luoyu sighed lightly, flipped his fingertips, took out a small black porcelain bottle, and handed it to Zhao Qin.

Zhao Qin: "…"

"Colorless and tasteless... Even if you can't say you're bloody to seal your throat, it will be effective quickly. It will take half an incense stick, and one incense stick will die..."

"You want me to... poison it!?" Zhao Qin finally reacted.

"Don't you want to?" Ling Luoyu's eyes widened and looked at him without any objection: "If you don't want to, then just pretend that my previous words were in vain!"

Not very upset, she took the black porcelain bottle from Zhao Qin.

Who knew that Zhao Qin raised her hand suddenly and snatched the porcelain bottle back.

"I...I just...I haven't done it..."

He hated Zhao Ziming for poisoning.

In his heart, he had already been cut into pieces.

However, I never thought about poisoning him.

"Probably... it was because I was poisoned by him, and... there was also a grandfather who died of poisoning, so in his heart, he was a little repulsive of poisons and other things..."

Ling Luoyu was unhappy: "You don't think that poisoning is a dirty thing, right?"

“…”

Zhao Qin had no words.

If you don't explain, that's the default.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and stretched out his right hand: "If you think this matter goes against your bottom line of being a human being, then you will give it back to me. As for me, I will think that nothing happened!"

"No!" Zhao Qin held the porcelain bottle tightly again and took a step back, as if afraid that Ling Luoyu would take action to grab it back: "I have never thought about it, no... and, how can I poison it? He will definitely not eat what I sent..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

oops!!

What's the logic!?

"Young Master Qin, you don't want to... give these poisons to Zhao Ziming in the diet you gave to you, right?"

"……no……"

"You have been in the Zhao family for so many years, don't you even have a loyal dead soldier?"

“…”

"If you don't even have this, then you really don't need to take revenge..."

"No, I am..."

Zhao Qin hesitated, not knowing what to say.

In fact, he naturally had a confidant in the Zhao family, but—

In his cognition, poisoning is not a low-level technique that is not the best.

If you do this yourself, it will be spread in the future?

Ling Luoyu tilted his head and stared at his dodging eyes: "Young Master Qin, what is it?"
Chapter completed!