I can't wait for the young master to take care of them, I want to take care of them all now."
Words full of murderous intent were thrown out, and every word was filled with bloody anger.
Hanyang raised his eyebrows: "Do you have a plan?"
First she said that she knew what the consequences of revenge would be, and then she said that she still wanted to take revenge, so what was Qin Ziyu's plan?
Hanyang thought he might as well listen to her idea. If he could really do it, he wouldn't mind killing these disgusting bastards now.
How could their land of Great Qin be reduced to the arrogance of aliens?
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Ziyu's lips, and he leaned forward and whispered in Hanyang's ear.
The night is cold and dewy, the wind and moon are ruthless.
"You are so brave." After a while, Hanyang raised his head and looked at Ziyu with a shocked face. His eyes were full of disbelief, as if what Ziyu had just said to him was an alien language.
"Do you dare?" Ziyu looked at Hanyang.
Hanyang gritted his teeth and looked at Ziyu.
After a while, Hanyang flicked his sleeves fiercely and stared wide-eyed: "I'm done."
Damn, Hanyang is afraid of birds.
If this thing comes true, let those Fusang devils see what it means to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
The night is very, very deep.
Dark clouds shrouded the sky without a single star, but at some point a wisp of black cloud quietly flew over, revealing a little bit of silvery moon at its feet.
Although the silver light is faint, it penetrates the dark clouds and shines onto the earth.
The clouds fly and the sky opens, who says the heaven and earth cannot change.
Now that they decided to do it, Ziyu and Hanyang were very fast. Hanyang went out immediately after taking Ziyu back to their manor.
After a while, he came back with a huge burden for Ziyu.
Ziyu took the baggage and stayed behind closed doors. No one knew what she was doing inside.
An hour later, it was already three o'clock in the night.
"Everything is arranged." Hanyang lowered his voice and signaled outside Ziyu's door.
"Creak." The door opened in response, and Ziyu walked out holding a black package that was larger than the baggage Hanyang had just brought: "Let's go."
At this moment, Ziyu's hair turned slightly yellowish, there were three more wrinkles on her forehead, and a ring of beard appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Obviously he hasn't changed much, but he looks like a different person, a young man in his thirties.
Hanyang's eyes flashed brightly when he saw such a handsome Ziyu, and he looked very surprised, but without saying a word, the two of them walked quickly outside the manor side by side.
Flying over the eaves and walking over the wall, it flashes past.
Hanyang took Ziyu out of Suzhou City from the most secluded place at the South City Gate.
After running about a mile out of the city, the two of them came to a motorcade.
It was said to be a motorcade, but there was only one carriage, and there were more than a dozen guards beside the carriage. The carriage and the dozen guards were covered in dust, and they looked dusty, as if they had traveled thousands of miles.
"Very good." Ziyu glanced at the carriage and the guards who looked extremely tired, and nodded towards Hanyang.
"Let's go." Han Yang waved his hand, and the carriage and guards moved. He drove the carriage and rushed towards the south gate of Suzhou.
The Later Qin Empire stipulated that no one or thing could enter the city in the middle of the night, and the city gates could not be opened until dawn. Of course, sometimes in case someone wanted to enter the city in an emergency, as long as the city guards were satisfied, the city gates would be opened.
Entering the city is also very simple.
On the quiet streets of Suzhou City, the sound of a line of carriages and horses dashing towards Qiu's shop at the south gate of the city shattered the quiet streets.