Chapter 165: The First Tyrant in History 22
Younger refugees are moving to other counties, hoping to find a way to make a living elsewhere.
And those who are old, unwilling to leave their hometowns, sit in the streets, as if waiting for death to come.
At that time, the number of reported deaths received by the original body was as high as more than 5,000.
The entire Lihe County was shrouded in a haze.
The cool breeze blows, with the cold loneliness and sadness that cannot be dispersed, blowing a pool of prosperity.
"Gollum——! ~”
When the luxurious carriage entered Lihe County, it immediately attracted the attention of the people of Lihe.
The refugees, who had been so hungry that they were yellow-skinned, staggered to their feet.
"My lord, give me some food!"
"My lord, I haven't eaten for many days, please, please give me something to eat......"
"Your Excellency, you're okay......"
......
"Gollum——! ~”
Inside the carriage, a black-haired boy wearing a white fox fur was closing his eyes at the moment, as if he couldn't hear the wailing outside.
The handsome man sitting opposite the boy pursed his lips, but finally couldn't bear it, and reached out to the low table in front of him, wanting to get the pastries on the table.
However, Junlan had just stretched out his hand, and a hand that was one size smaller, but definitely more delicate and beautiful, also reached over at the same time, and pressed it on the man's hand with the force of four fingers.
The touch is extremely cold, so cold that there is no temperature at all, but the fingertips of the young man are very soft and delicate, like the most gorgeous silk.
The black-haired boy on the opposite side opened his eyes at some point, those black eyes were as deep as a pool, and the curvature outlined by the fluent tail of the eyes was like a moving little hook.
"Put it down."
The voice is clearly not heavy, but it is a little sharp.
Jun Lan looked outside and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, they need food. ”
Luo Bai sneered, "So you're going to give them this pastry?!" ”
Without waiting for Junlan to answer, Luo Bai continued: "You threw out this pastry, have you ever thought about what will happen?!" ”
Jun Lan was stunned.
Luo's white eyes were cold, "The widow told you that there will be nothing but food with your life!" ”
The boy withdrew his hand, "As long as a dying person sees a glimmer of hope, he can always burst out with the power that people expected. There was only a small piece of food, but there were dozens, if not dozens, of scrambles. How much blood do you have to shed to get to the end?! ”
Facing the pair of black eyes like jade, Junlan said softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. ”
Luo Bai looked at him straightly, "Junlan, in troubled times, many times benevolence does not mean justice, cruelty does not mean evil, what will never change in the world is only frozen history!" ”
Those ebony black eyes were too gorgeous, too bewitching, and the light that jumped at the bottom of the eyes, each wisp was better than countless treasures, Jun Lan had never seen such a complex pair of eyes.
Too cold, so indifferent that it seems to see through everything.
So sensible, so sensible that it seems like I always know what I have to do.
Such a person will be a tyrant?!
......
Today's night, there are no stars or bright moon, as if the sky is covered with a heavy black veil.
There are only sporadic lights in Lihe County, which are lit up and flickered, like fluorescent insects that have fallen into cobwebs by mistake and are constantly struggling, wandering in the gap between survival and destruction.
The carriage finally stopped in front of the county magistrate's office in Lihe County.
The county government of Lihe County is brightly lit, and many scarred refugees have gathered in front of the county government.