Peng Bo frowned and spit out the peach he had just eaten.
"It's so unpalatable. Who sent you the peach? You dug out your eyes. It's useless to keep your eyes if you are so blind!"
His voice was light and trembling due to his illness, but it made the middle-aged scribe beside him tremble violently.
The peach that Peng Bo ate was the best quality unique to Liangjiang, and because of its delicious color, it became Peng Cheng's exclusive treat.
In Western Chu, even the emperor had never tasted it, and this young man said it was not delicious?
It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t taste good, but you still need to dig out people’s eyes? Really…
But he would never dare to show any sympathy for the tribute person, otherwise he would be even more miserable than that person.
He quietly stepped back half a step and told people to go about their business.
In the courtyard, Lin Chu's body was filled with a cold and icy gloom, and she could feel the ground tilting faster. The perseverance of the owner of those hands surprised her.
It’s okay if you’re not afraid of pain, but actually… you’re not even afraid of poison?
Others don't know, but she knows very well how powerful she is when she releases those two little snakes. Who are the people around Peng Bo?
She quickly glanced at Peng Bo. The man stared at the peach he took a small bite of, his eyes full of gloom.
The corners of Lin Chu's lips curled up slightly, and a fine red light flashed in his eyes. It was as if someone had lit a fire in his body, burning with an uncontrollable fighting spirit.
It's been a long time since she's wanted this much... to trample someone under her feet!
Since you like watching theater so much, let me let you watch it to your heart's content!
She licked her lips and looked at the hands at her ankles with her bright and bright eyes.
If you are not afraid of pain or poison, then... what about death?
She flicked her wrist, and the dagger attached to her wrist slid into her palm. Without hesitation, she cut it towards her ankle.
puff!
The blue thunder and lightning dazzled people's eyes, and the hands on the ground were cut off at the roots. Bright red blood streaks burst out and quickly seeped into the soil. The hands paralyzed on the ground, completely losing their strength.
Under the eaves of the corridor, Peng Bo's eyes suddenly glowed with a strange look, and even his sallow cheeks showed a thin layer of bright red visible to the naked eye.
He took a bite of the peach he had been holding in his hand for a long time, and squinted his eyes comfortably: "It's delicious! Whoever gave me the peach will be rewarded heavily!"
The middle-aged scribe's body stiffened and he swallowed hard: "Young Marshal, that... person's eyes have been gouged out."
The middle-aged scribe's heart was bleeding and he was as silent as a cicada.
It's obviously the same peach, but that's not what you just said!
"...Hmm." Peng Bo paused while chewing.
The middle-aged scribe asked tentatively: "Is your subordinate going to order someone to reward you and appease him immediately?"
"No need." Peng Bo crunched his teeth into the peach and ate most of it in two or three bites.
"Kill the man and bury him in his peach orchard. He can grow such delicious peaches. I believe he loves the peach orchard very much. I am happy today, so I will reward him with his beloved thing and never be separated."
The middle-aged scribe shivered violently and whispered yes. He became more and more afraid of the moody temperament of the young man in front of him.
On the other side, Lin Chu had broken free from the shackles of his hands on the ground. His slender body rose from the ground and jumped on the ridge of the roof.
Boom!
As soon as her toes stepped onto the ridge of the roof, there was a loud noise and the place where she stood sank deeply, and the dark entrance was filled with smoke.
That's...
"Oh, you actually escaped?"
Peng Bo frowned deeply and tightened his fingers.
He squeezed half a juicy peach and burst it. The sweet juice of the peach flowed down between his fingers. Drop by drop, it merged into the soil, like the silent tears of a beautiful woman.
Peng Bo's whole body was filled with cruelty and gloominess, but with a slight aura of excitement.
