Qin Ziyu, you can hate these Fusang people, but what you should hate even more is the officials of Hou Qin, these people we think are our own, us, our own people. ”

Beiming Changfeng pointed to the officials below, the soldiers who surrounded the ordinary people, and the words weighed as much as a thousand catties.

It is never the external forces that can destroy oneself, but oneself.

Ziyu, who was full of anger and guilt, looked at the seriousness and seriousness in the eyes of the North Styx Changfeng, and he was telling her that she was not wrong, it was the environment and the people who caused it to be wrong.

Ziyu was silent, and slowly lowered his head half-loudly.

She understands the meaning of the long wind in the north and understands the way of survival in the world, but she ...... It's just that she really hasn't cultivated enough to be able to look down on the common people from above.

She knew that Beiyin Changfeng was a person with big hills and ravines, but she was just an ordinary merchant girl, she just wanted a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

"I know how to do it." Ziyu struggled for a moment, signaling that Beiming Changfeng didn't need to trap her tightly, she wouldn't rush out so recklessly and kill these people.

After calming down, she naturally knew the pros and cons of doing it at the moment.

Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu, who had calmed down, and slowly let go of his hand: "Don't be disappointed, these people will be handed over to me to deal with." ”

Hearing this, Ziyu glanced at Beiming Changfeng, nodded quietly, and then turned his head to look at the old man and the young hanging high, his eyes were deep and indescribable.

Hanyang Hedi, who had been standing behind Beiming Changfeng and Ziyu, saw this, and the two of them glanced at each other, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Most of them are not people who talk a lot, and they have said so much today for the first time, which is strange.

They can all see that Ziyu is very displeased with the Fusang devils, and he is not soft-hearted at all when he attacks them, as if he is born to be an enemy, but there is no difference between enemies and enemies for the people of Hou Qin, although they are disappointed, they are not angry and hostile, and they are so focused on saying the words of Hou Qin officials today, which means......

Looking at each other, Hanyang and Diyi's eyes deepened.

"There is not much time left, you go and do your business, I have something to do with the earth, and we will meet tomorrow night." Seeing that Ziyu was really quiet, Beiming Changfeng didn't say much, gave a brief order, threw Hanyang to Ziyu, and then quickly disappeared into the night with Diyi.

The destination of the Northern Wind is Suzhou, and he should now go to his own business.

Ziyu didn't complain that Beiming Changfeng didn't take her there, or why he left her Hanyang and didn't give her a chance to escape.

With deep eyes, Ziyu looked at the people kneeling under the lamplight, looked at the hanged grandson, and under the shadow of the fire and shadows, Ziyu's face was mysterious and uncertain.

"I'm going to collect their bodies."

"Yes." This matter is not difficult, Hanyang nodded and agreed: "I will arrange it, now, let's go and do your business first." ”

Ziyu listened to Hanyang's words in his ears, and after his eyes took one last look at the two grandchildren, he slowly turned to look at Hanyang: "Hanyang, what Da Shao said is very right, and I also know the depth inside, but I still can't pass this level in my heart, what should I do?" ”

Han Yang faced Ziyu, and couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this, and then looked at Ziyu carefully: "What do you want to do?" ”

Ziyu's eyes narrowed, revealing a trace of absolute murderous intent in his eyes: "I, a person who believes in a gentleman, will take revenge one day too late,