Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

"Why are you so ignorant? What information do you have that deserves our desperate efforts to take you out? Look
Shui Qianjue's tone couldn't help being a little angry, and it was extremely impossible to speak.

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

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

"No, let's go." [

Luo Liuling walked out of the cage. Shui Qianjue was taken aback by this action. Since the girl said to leave, he didn't hesitate. Before he lifted his foot, he heard this man's voice, very eagerly: "You guys No more deals."

"What kind of deal can you do with someone like you? Your intelligence is not worth our hard work for you."

Luo Liuling said coldly, she is not a savior, but an ordinary person, as long as she is human, she has greed, and her greed is to cling to her own life, God gave her rebirth in another world, so she has to Live well.

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

Although the man couldn't see it, he also knew that the woman spoke so coldly, so he was even more arrogant and said what he said.

"What busy."

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

With trembling hands, the man took out a handkerchief from the rag pocket on his chest, and there was still traces of blood on the handkerchief.

Shui Qianjue immediately stepped forward, caught the handkerchief, unfolded it, and saw a poem written on it, "The king has not returned, and my concubine leans against the window. Flowers bloom for four seasons, and the bright moon shines on my heart."

"Note: This poem was written by Wan Wan casually, it is not elegant, just laugh at it (*^__^*) hee hee..."

It can be seen that his wife's affection for him, even with the purest moon in the world, is not exaggerated.

"You have a good wife."

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

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

When the man said this sentence, he seemed to be afraid that they would not remember clearly, and he spoke very slowly. When he finished speaking, the man was profusely sweating.

His chest heaved for a while, and Shui Qianjue clasped the man's wrist with a flick of his body, and his face was a little dignified.

"You are deeply poisoned, and there is no cure. No one sent you an antidote?"

Shui Qianjue put down his hand, his tone was rather helpless, he really didn't expect his uncle to be so cruel.

"The antidote was sent by old thief Luo. He hasn't come for so long today, so he must have let me die here. If you want to ask anything, just ask. I feel like I'm running out of time." [

The man's chest was heaving and heaving as he spoke. It seemed that the poison had tortured him extremely painfully. Luo Liuling took out a bottle from his bosom, filled it with a pill, and fed it to the man.

As soon as the hand was raised, the man's forehead was exposed, and a black line had reached the center of the brow, and it was slowly spreading around until the entire face was occupied by the black poisonous gas. Medicine can save.

This pill can only temporarily suppress the spread of the poison, and it won't last long.