Chen Luoyang, who was disguised as 'Wutong,' faced the other party's questioning and took a deep breath."Senior, I don't know who you are, so there's no need for me to lie to you.
According to the rules here, if you didn't want to answer or couldn't answer, you could choose not to answer.
I really don't know where your wife is, so I can't fulfill this condition. Of course, I don't dare to shamelessly ask for the Bodhi Wither."
However, the other party said in an extremely solemn tone,"I'll give you what you want, and you tell me where my wife is. That's the right thing to do."
With that, something was thrown out of the fruit-like ball of light and floated in the air.
Chen Luoyang took a closer look and saw a few withered vines.
However, these withered vines were red like blood.
The withered vine floated to the front of the fruit where the parasol tree was and then hovered in the air.
Chen Luoyang's pupils contracted slightly.
