Shui Ling'er forced herself to calm down, looked at Jiang Nanjun boldly and said: "Jiang Nanjun, no matter what, my master is my most important person, he is dying now, I regard you as the last hope to save him, so I came to see you." But now, this last hope is gone, and whatever you want to do to me, whatever you want. ”

The desperate words seemed to hit Jiang Nanjun's heart.

He turned his head suddenly, stared at Shui Ling'er with those red eyes, and replied hatefully: "Don't think that if you say this, I will sympathize with you, and I will give up exchanging you for Huanshu!"

"Huanshu, this name is so familiar!" Shui Ling'er was startled, remembering that day in the Compassion Pavilion, when he suddenly went crazy because of Lu Tianyu, he shouted out this name, Huanshu is his sister!

"Can I change back to Huanshu?"

"Yes, do you remember that piece of Lu Tianyu?"

"Of course I remember. ”

"But do you know why the jade was handed back to me from your hand?"

Shui Ling'er listened even more confused, and looked at him blankly.

Jiang Nanjun paused and continued: "Since Huanshu was born, Lu Tianyu has never left her. So even if she's missing, Nayu must have been following her. But when I got it back from you, there were two more words on the jade. Later, Fu Bo went to check those two words, which are the language of the demon clan, which means, 'water bell'. ”

"Huh?" Shui Ling'er jumped up from the ground in shock, "Huanshu's jade, how can there be my name?"

"I don't know, I only know that the night before the Immortal Demon Banquet, after your master left my Compassion Pavilion, I received a secret letter telling me that my Huanshu is still alive, as long as I lure you away from Jiluo Mountain, kill you, and then hand over the corpse to the demon clan, they will return Huanshu to me. You say, I've lost her for a hundred years, and now I have the opportunity to bring her back to me, do I want it or not?" and then he leaned his face close to him and smiled weirdly, "If it were you, would you want it or not?"

Shui Ling'er was threatened by Jiang Nanjun, but the fear in her eyes faded layer by layer, and she replied: "Brother Jiang Nan, my master has always taught me to be an upright person. Whether I can save him or not, I will abide by what he says for the rest of my life. If I can get your sister back and reunite your brother and sister after a hundred years of separation, I think it's worth it even if I die. ”

Jiang Nanjun's eyes showed a fierce light, grabbed him in his hand like a chicken, and shouted angrily: "You shut up for me! Don't mention your master all the time! What I hate most about Yuezhu Immortal is his full of benevolence and morality." I thought how great I was, like a savior like his Aunt Ximu, and in the end I didn't end up with a bad death!"

Shui Ling'er was suspended in the air by him, kicked his two calves indiscriminately, clenched his little fists, and punched him in the stomach, "You are not allowed to talk about my master and my aunt like this! You can kill me, but you are not allowed to speak ill of them!"

Jiang Nanjun looked up to the sky and laughed, "Okay, little guy, children of your age are still around their parents' knees, but you already have such courage, sure enough, as you said, at a young age, you have experienced a lot of big scenes." Today I will fulfill you, leaving your whole corpse to go to the demon clan to exchange for my sister. ”

As he spoke, he showed a mouthful of white teeth, which went straight to his neck, as if he wanted to suck blood.

And at this moment, a black shadow crossed by, and the bat that led the way appeared by the bonfire, and in a blink of an eye, he became the old slave in Jiangnan Mansion, Uncle Fu.

"Childe!" Fu Bo shouted.

Jiang Nanjun's body shook suddenly, as if he had woken up from his sleep, and let go of the water bell in confusion.

"Childe, the demon dragon poison has come out again, right?" Fu Bo looked sad.

Jiang Nanjun took two steps back, sat back by the campfire, and said nothing.