Chapter 6283: You let me poison?

"Why did Mr. Gu come from? You don't know?" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes: "With him, I'm afraid you can't kill Zhao Ziming!"
Zhao Qinyou turned his head to look at her, his eyes were extremely complicated.
Although Ling Luoyu didn't look up, he could understand the deep meaning of his eyes.
"Master Qin, you don't have to hate me like this... It's not that I'm turning back, but I'm not Mr. Gu's opponent at all! I have played against him for many years and know his abilities, so I say... Whether you want to believe it or not, as long as He is here, I can never help you kill Zhao Ziming!"
"Then you... you promised me before..." Zhao Qin became more anxious.
If so, could the grievances between them end here! ?
"I can't kill Zhao Ziming, it doesn't mean you can't!!" Ling Luoyu curled his lips slyly, and said, "What he can do to you, can't you do to him!?"
"...What? What?"
"I don't understand this?"
"..."
Zhao Qin shook his head dumbfounded.
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 talk about seeing blood in your throat, it's very effective. Half a stick of incense will occur, and a stick of incense will kill..."
"You want me to...poison!?" Zhao Qin finally reacted.
"You don't want to?" Ling Luoyu's eyes widened, and he looked at him non-committal: "If you don't want to, then treat my previous words for nothing!"
Quite upset, she took the black porcelain bottle from Zhao Qin.
Knowing that, Zhao Qin suddenly raised his hand and snatched the porcelain bottle back.
"I...I just...n't done it..."
He hated Zhao Ziming.
In his heart, he has already been cut a thousand times.
However, he never thought of poisoning him.
"Probably...I was poisoned by him, and...and my grandfather also died of poisoning, so in my bones, there is a bit of rejection of poisons..."
Ling Luoyu was unhappy: "Don't you think that this kind of poisoning is a dirty thing, right?"
"..."
Zhao Qin had no words.
If you don't explain, it's the default.
Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and stretched out his right hand: "If you feel that this incident violates your bottom line of being a human being, then give it back to you, and me, as if nothing happened!"
"No!" Zhao Qin clenched the porcelain bottle again and took a step back, as if he was afraid that Ling Luoyu would try to grab it back: "I am... I haven't thought about it, no... Also, how to poison it? What I sent. , He must not eat..."
Ling Luoyu: "..."
Damn! !
What logic is this! ?
"Master Qin, you are not going to... put these poisons in the food that you gave to Zhao Ziming yourself?"
"...Not..."
"You have been in the Zhao family for so many years, don't you even have a loyal dead man?"
"..."
"If you don't even have this, then you really have no need for revenge..."
"No, I am..."
Zhao Qin froze, wondering what to say.
In fact, he is naturally a confidant in the Zhao family, but—
Poisoning this kind of thing, in his cognition, is an inferior technique that is not in the way.
If you do it yourself, it will be spread out in the future?
Ling Luoyu tilted his head and stared at his evasive eyes: "Master Qin, what is it?"