The handsome young man slowly put down the chicken leg in his hand, wiped the food residue from the corner of his mouth with his oily hand, looked at the middle-aged man sitting across from him seriously, and said:

"General Fang, when he was in the palace, his father often taught Lonely, to be sympathetic to the suffering of the people, the royal family is high, and a few of the Lone's royal brothers can really understand the people's feelings, Long Shanwei is the eyes of his father, but in case these eyes ......"

The middle-aged man trembled, looked around in a panic, interrupted the young man's words, and said:

"Your Highness... Your Highness can't say this nonsense, in case you offend Your Majesty......"

The handsome young man didn't care at all, his eyes were calm, he slowly put down the chopsticks in his other hand, and said lightly:

"It's okay, I've been walking all over Dachen alone in the past few years... Huh?"

The young man stared, carefully looked at a man and a woman on the street, said lightly, and hurriedly beckoned to the middle-aged man:

"General Fang, come and take a look, that person looks like the Lord of Lingyan. ”

The middle-aged man poked his head out suspiciously, looked at the street, and said softly:

"It seems to be the county lord of Lingyan, and the person next to him seems to be a little familiar!"

Hearing General Fang's words, the handsome young man couldn't help but turn his gaze to Zhang Miao, who was carrying a dazzling array of packages beside Zhou Lingyan, and exclaimed:

"This man is familiar, but I've seen it somewhere..."

General Fang frowned, thought for a moment and said:

"It must be someone from the Zhou family, and he may have met in the imperial capital. ”

The handsome young man did not doubt him, he paused slightly, and after a guard, he stopped paying attention, and picked up the chicken leg on the table and shivered.

Zhang Miao's appearance has changed greatly due to the three promotions, and he is no longer the old man who was about to die before, but now he looks like a young man of about thirty, and his facial features are upright and three-dimensional, with sharp edges and corners, and he is heroic.

is not handsome, but it also reveals a majestic temperament that has been in the top position for a long time.

But none of this has anything to do with Zhang Miao, his only thought now is whether he can take a break.

If he continued to wander around like this, he might become the first monk on the Xuanyang Continent to go shopping and die.

It was precisely because he knew this that Zhang Miao finally mustered up the courage and called out to Zhou Lingyan.

"Lingyan girl!"

Zhou Lingyan slowly turned his head, looked at Zhang Miao leisurely and did not speak.

Zhang Miao only felt that Rumang was on her back, and immediately laughed and said:

"Uh... Lord Lingyan, you see that it's not too early this day, why don't you stop here today, what do you say?"

"Huh!"

In response to Zhang Miao's two words, Zhou Lingyan twisted his head, still looking at himself here and there, not caring about Zhang Miao's thoughts at all.

Zhang Miao sighed, she really wanted to cry without tears.

"Ang~"

At this moment, a beast roar sounded in the distance.

"Get out of the way!"

With a "clucking" sound from the ground as the beast's paws lifted, a white-crystal horse beast pulled a luxurious carriage and galloped towards it.

Suddenly, a stone in the crowd startled a thousand waves, and the pedestrians on the street jumped for a while, screaming, scolding, and children's cries were endless.

Zhang Miao was really startled, and hurriedly dodged to dodge, while Zhou Lingyan in front of him seemed to be frozen, and just watched the carriage pounce on him in a daze.

"Not good!"

Zhang Miao shouted, didn't care about dodging, hurriedly pulled Zhou Lingyan away, and at the same time stirred up the spiritual power of his whole body, and slapped his palm at the frightened platinum horse.

"Boom-"

Zhang Miao's palm in a hurry only exerted less than seventy percent of his strength, but this was comparable to seventy percent of the strength of a peak monk in the merger period, and the platinum horse was not a high-level spirit beast ancient alien species, and it directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist under Zhang Miao's palm.

For a while, the crowds on both sides of the street were stunned, and even the onlookers in the restaurant couldn't close their mouths.

It was only then that Zhou Lingyan reacted, and immediately gritted his teeth and looked at the frame without a horse.

Before Zhou Lingyan could get angry, an angry rebuke came from the frame:

"You are so bold, you dare to kill Qian Xu Cangqian's cart-pulling spirit beast!"

Following the sound, he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a servant, looking at him angrily, Zhang Miao was stunned for a while.

What kind of fallacy is this?

I really don't have a temper when I am a master!

Before Zhang Miao could get mad, Zhou Lingyan on the side was already furious, and he gritted his silver teeth with a "gurgling" sound, and he squeezed out a sentence from his throat:

"Your own spirit beast is crazy, is it possible that your aunt and grandmother have to stand still and hit it?"

Facing the furious Zhou Lingyan, the servant was not afraid, and snorted coldly with a gloomy face:

"I, do you know that this is Lord Qian's frame, what kind of thing are you, how can you compare to Lord Qian's spirit beast!"

Can you bear it?

Zhang Miao couldn't bear it anyway.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it!

"Hehe!" Zhang Miao let out a strange laugh at the inopportune time, grabbed the servant violently, and unexpectedly came to shoot people in the air.

Ladies and gentlemen, it sounds like a one-word difference between an aerial camera, but in practice, it is extremely difficult.

First of all, the thing is dead, if you take it, it will not resist, but the person is alive, and he will struggle.

In the present, the principle of taking people and objects in the air is almost the same, they are all about releasing spiritual power and grabbing a thing, but the difference between dead things and living things is that all people who have cultivated will instinctively urge spiritual power when they are attacked by external aura, so as to protect the whole body.

At that time, the monk will have a great increase in weight and other aspects, not only in terms of strength, but also in the extremely delicate operation of the aura.

The servant was also taken aback, and before he could react, he was actually held in Zhang Miao's hand.

Zhang Miao's face was gloomy, and he smiled at the servant who was lifted by him, revealing his standard eight white teeth, and said:

"This seat has always believed in the purpose of not offending me, I will not offend people, you kid is carrying a lantern to the pit - looking for (death)!"

The servant looked at Zhang Miao, who was only an arm's length away from him, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, trembling all over.

The servant was actually terrified, but he still cried out with a red face:

"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm a member of the Qian family, you dare to touch me and try it!"

As soon as the surrounding crowd of onlookers heard the words of the Qian family, they all turned their heads and ears.

"The Qian family! That person belongs to the Qian family!"

"Tut, the Qian family is not easy to mess with!"

"It seems that those two young people have kicked the iron plate, the existence of the Qian family is not something they can provoke!"

Zhang Miao raised her eyebrows and said in her heart:

What kind of family is this Qian family, could it be that it is also one of the twenty-four families of Lingyan Pavilion?

"Hehe, what kind of Qian family, my aunt and grandmother have never heard of it!" Zhou Lingyan saw Zhang Miao's thoughts, and immediately said angrily.