Peng Mo laughed again, a prisoner talking about rights!

The onion-like white fingertips slowly caressed the mace, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be nothing, which made the people watching have infinite reverie, but because of her beautiful face, they could not have bad thoughts.

It's just that after many confrontations, Zhao Qingying knows Peng Mo a little bit or two, the more beautiful her smile, the colder her heart is, and the more cruel her methods are, imagining the situation between her and Wu Xiaorou, even her teeth tremble for a while.

Peng Mo smiled at Wu Xiaorou as if she was sitting on pins and needles, her eyes fell on Zhao Qingying, and she said softly: "Of course I know that I don't have the right to tie you up, so..." The voice is elongated, like the soft murmuring of the daughter's family, very soft and pleasant.

smiled and approached Zhao Qingying's ear and said, "I secretly tied you up!" The gentle and delicate voice was a little more cold, but through her tactful voice, it brought a bit of Qingyue out of thin air, and it was a different taste.

The cold air that couldn't be stopped by Peng Mo's squirting neck, Zhao Qingying's heart was like a drum, swallowed saliva, and hid in panic, but there was nowhere to hide!

Peng Mo glanced at Wu Xiaorou again, stood up with a smile, came to the table, and watched the "good wine and good food" prepared by Liuying.

Picked up one and looked at it for a while, and then put it down to look at the other, the sound of picking and picking was like a talisman for a bull's head and a horse's face, Wu Xiaorou only felt that her lower body was hot, and she was scared to pee!

She was ashamed and embarrassed, helpless and frightened.

Liuying's eyes were sharp, and when she saw this scene, she led Peng Mo to see it.

Peng Mo smiled and said, "I was just idle and bored in the mansion, so I thought that you had been in the mansion for a long time, and I hadn't feasted you properly, so I had this move today." ”

Once the secret in the hearts of the two of them is revealed, their lives must be in danger, so the mouths of the two of them are unusually tight this time, but Peng Mo calmed down, staring at the two of them to talk unhurriedly, as comfortable as an outing.

A strange smell was scattered in the leaky house, Wu Xiaorou clamped her legs under the gaze of several people or surprised, angry or laughing, she was born rich and noble, and she has been Mrs. Hou for decades, even though she suffered a lot of grievances and suffering after the defeat of the Hou Mansion, she has never been so ashamed, for a while, her old face was blue and red, and her eyes were red and red.

"What kind of banquet? You don't want to pretend to be a ghost!" Seeing Wu Xiaorou making a fool of herself, Zhao Qingying's face was not much better, staring at the culprit, she pulled her throat and exhaled.

"No. Peng Mo nuzzled his mouth, pointed to the weapon on the table, and said with a smile: "Look, there are so many tools for cooking today, but my cooking skills are not good, so you have to bear with it." ”

Zhao Qingying looked straight, these... These weapons are tools for cooking?!

What are the ingredients?

Looking at the barren leaky house, she swallowed her saliva, Peng Mo couldn't be a dead mother, so she lost her heart and went crazy, right?

When I think about it like this, I can't help but feel a heat between my legs, and a peculiar smell comes out.

Peng Mo looked at the two of them, her face seemed to be smiling, the clarity in her eyes was frosty, she clenched the knife in her hand and said, "Bring people in." ”

Following Peng Mo's instructions, Qi Mu walked in, and he was still carrying a person in his hand.

The man was covered in dirt, his hair seemed to be burned or burned, black and charred on the scalp, and the scalp that should have been smooth was red and black at this time, faintly bleeding.

The arms hung down at the sides of the body in an abnormal position, and the feet were sloping, as if they could not exert any strength, and they were covered in blood and mud, which made people nauseous to watch.

He hung his head so low that it was impossible to see his face, but even if he held his head up, he was probably unrecognizable, because he was so dirty.

Zhao Qingying and Wu Xiaorou stretched their necks to look at the person who came in, but the oil lamp was not lit, and this person was too difficult to identify, so they couldn't see it for a while.

"I haven't seen you for more than a month, how did you become like this? Zhao Shi... Cousin?" Peng Mo tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhao Shi seriously, and the tone in his mouth was light and soft.

Zhao Qingying and Wu Xiaorou couldn't express their hearts with shock, they opened their mouths wide and looked at this person who was called a cousin by Peng Mo in a daze.

Zhao Shi heard this voice in his heart, and slowly raised his head, he was quite close to the oil lamp, and this appearance made people clearly see him.

A face is like a chessboard, stamped with knife marks and whip marks.

The eyes are big and small, the big side of the eye seems to have been beaten and bulged out, and it can't be removed, while the small side of the eye is swollen like a bun, and the eyeball can't be seen clearly.

The bridge of the nose is abnormally collapsed, and lying on the face is particularly terrifying and ridiculous.

And his mouth is big, and his lips are turned out, so that people can see the situation in his mouth, and there is no tongue!

Wu Xiaorou looked at it, suddenly wailed, and passed out with her eyes rolling.

Zhao Qingying exhaled and inhaled, but she still couldn't suppress the fear surging in her heart, she knew that Zhao Shi was missing, but her thoughts were more objective, thinking that Zhao Shi had been detained in the penal colony for a long time, and when she returned to Beijing and got the silver ticket given by the maid next to Siyan, she must have eaten and played to relax.

But she didn't expect that he would run to find Peng Mo without persuasion, and he was caught, and ended up with a miserable end.

Her hands couldn't help but tremble, her heart was about to jump out of her throat, looking at Zhao Shi's scene, where can she and Wu Xiaorou be?

Thinking of the dead Peng, and thinking back to Peng Mo's calm in the past month and a half, she couldn't help but shake her teeth, her upper teeth clenched her lower teeth, and the tongue between her teeth was blushing.

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, it turned out that Peng Mo was calm not because he believed Jing Zhaoyin's words, but because he had known the truth for a long time, and he had been holding back just because Peng's family had not mourned.

And now, after burying Peng's family, Peng Mo remembered them, which is what she called "boring", so she tied them up to relieve boredom!

She sat on the ground, her face like ashes!

Zhao Shi raised his head and looked at it seriously for a while with his eyes that were almost wasted, before he saw clearly that the person in front of him was exactly what he liked, Peng Mo!

Thinking of these days when he couldn't die, the hatred in his heart stirred violently in his heart, and he couldn't immediately cut Peng Mo with a thousand knives, but he couldn't show it to the extreme, he just pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer.

Peng Mo tilted his head to look at his smile, squinted his eyes and smiled back seriously, the person opposite was stunned, even though his eyes widened and his mouth widened, he wanted to roar and scold, but he couldn't say it because he had no tongue, he just babbled and opened his mouth to stare at him.

Qi Mu slammed a secret palm on Zhao Shi's back, only to hear a click, his front body arched forward, and he could no longer straighten his waist.

Peng Mo pulled his lips, looked at Zhao Qingying, who was still sober, and said, "Now, the ingredients are here, and I'll start!"

Zhao Qingying's mind was buzzing, she watched Peng Mo's lips open and close, and she couldn't answer a word.

Peng Mo looked at Wu Xiaorou and then at Liuying, the latter stepped forward willingly, a basin of ice water was poured down, Wu Xiaorou woke up stunned, as if she was in a dream and slowed down for a moment before realizing this, her mind was clear, and she was busy looking at Zhao Shi standing in the door, and howled for a while.

"My son... How did you become like this... ”

"Mother's heart.... Wu Xiaorou tugged at the position of her heart, crying painfully.

Peng Mo watched for a while, satisfied with the pleasure in his heart, and called Qi Mu to set up the oil pot in the corner.

After a while, the bottom of the pot was scorched, and the oil in the pot boiled.

Zhao Qingying could feel the sultry heat from a distance, and her frightened face turned a little whiter.

Wu Xiaorou only went to see Zhao Shi and didn't pay attention to the oil pot.

Peng Mo couldn't intervene in the next thing, and Liuying moved the stool to a ventilated place far away from the oil pot.

Peng Mo stroked her skirt, she was sitting near the window, the old window lattice was mottled with paint, she raised her finger and stroked it, remembering the scene when Jin Xiuchen jumped out of the window in the past, the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little bitter, and her eyes were full of loneliness.

Liuying stood beside Peng Mo, watching her staring blankly at the window, for a moment I didn't know why, Qi Mu cast an inquiring look, Liuying nodded, and Qi Mu began to move.

He fixed Zhao Shi's limbs before picking up the sharp blade glowing with silver light and walked over.

Wu Xiaorou looked at Qi Mu, her voice was almost hoarse and she couldn't stop his footsteps for half a minute, watching the knife fall on her son, her heart hurt more than a knife, and her crying tears were a handful of noses.

Zhao Qingying was so noisy by Wu Xiaorou that her brain hurt, and she couldn't get angry if she wanted to, because her eyes were fixed on Zhao Shi, the blade looked extremely sharp, and Qi Mu just swiped it lightly, and a piece of skin and flesh was cut off.

Qi Mu changed his hand and threw the blood-dripping flesh of his hand into the pot, splashing with oil.

Peng Mo sniffed the smell of blood and fried meat in the air, slowly came back to his senses, his eyes focused, looking at Qi Mu, who had already cut a few pieces of meat on Zhao Shi's legs, and then at Wu Xiaorou, who couldn't stop scolding, listening to her vicious judgment of herself, she smiled, and still sat steadily.

After cutting a few more pieces, Zhao Shi had already fainted from pain, Wu Xiaorou didn't dare to scold anymore, and kowtowed vigorously in the direction of Peng Mo to beg for mercy, but she was tied up all over her body and couldn't bend down, so the action of kowtowing became looking down and looking up, looking down and looking up again, which looked very funny.

Peng Mo pulled the corners of her lips and went to see Zhao Qingying, she didn't know if she was scared stupid or didn't care, her face was still the same as before.

It turns out that the hardest bone of the Zhao family is Zhao Qingying?

Or maybe the knife wasn't on her?

Peng Mo's mind was still empty, and he was thinking wildly.

At this moment, the human flesh thrown in the pot has been fried to golden brown and crispy, and the condition looks very good, Qi Mu picked it up piece by piece with a long chopstick.

Peng Mo stood up and came to the oil pot, through the steaming heat, she looked at Wu Xiaorou and said with a smile: "Auntie, you have always loved fried meat, this is a delicious meal specially prepared for you by your niece, please enjoy." ”