Out of the Pingnan Palace, the boy strolled through the streets.

At this time, it was past noon, and the streets were full of people, traffic, and as soon as the snowflakes landed, they turned into rain.

The footsteps of men, the wheels of the carts, and the hooves of horses stepped on them, splashing slightly, and never condensing into ice.

Leaning Peak exhaled a breath of heat.

In the corner of Pingnan Palace, a woman in black leaned over slowly holding a black umbrella.

Zuo Tianfeng didn't even look at it, and said, "I already knew that you would show up." ”

The woman is tall and well-proportioned, with long flowing hair, extremely long eyes, and extremely white skin, which at first glance looks like a blooming white lotus.

"You know I'm coming?" she asked.

Zuo Leaning Feng nodded and walked forward on his own.

His gaze fell on the shops on both sides of the street, on the faces of pedestrians, on his own footsteps, but never on the woman.

It's like deliberately not seeing each other.

"I always thought she was familiar, and then she said she was from the wasteland, and I guessed her identity. ”

"You once said that you have an older sister. ”

Zuo Leanfeng's tone was flat, without a little wave.

The woman smiled: "Since you have guessed that she is my sister, then you still use such indiscriminate means? I know that you are now the secular representative of the Daomen, and you are very powerful!"

Hearing this, Zuo Leanfeng suddenly turned to stare at the woman.

Just like when I first met her, unscrupulous.

"I used to say that you have a problem here. The boy pointed to the other's head and left first.

The woman didn't chase after her, so she stayed where she was and watched.

......

The star-picking tower in the Pingnan Wangfu is quite high, and standing on the top floor, maybe you can really "pick the stars with your hands"! As long as the strength is enough.

Chu Pengfei was holding a teacup in his hand, the teacup was sky blue, and the style was extremely exquisite, and the tea in the teacup was steaming, faintly emitting a faint fragrance, but he didn't drink it, because he had no appetite.

Just now, he watched his own nephew die at the hands of Zuo Leanfeng, but he couldn't do anything, I have to say that this is an unprecedented feeling, aggrieved and helpless.

As a powerhouse of the Seven Realms, it is enough to start a sect, but only when you reach this realm will you find that the Seven Realms are just a weakling!

Above his head, there were still Eight Realms, Nine Realms, and even the Ultimate Grandmaster Realm! Their mercy on the human world was really simple!

Therefore, he asked Brother Wang to build this star-picking tower, not for anything else, but to climb high and look far, I heard that this is conducive to breaking the realm.

The tea gradually cooled.

Pingnan Wang Chu Ci stood up, dragged the teacup to Chu Pengfei, and also looked into the distance.

From here, he could see the world, and even every move in the palace.

"Dead is dead, there's nothing to be sad about. ”

He looked at Chu Pengfei and drank the tea, "Just remember, sooner or later they will return it one day." ”

Chu Pengfei frowned slightly, but nodded.

......

Zuo Leanfeng walked aimlessly in Luoyang City, not returning to his small courtyard, but looking for someone.

He said that only he could humiliate and scold his subordinates, and the others could not move, otherwise they would die miserably.

is like the third son of King Pingnan.

And that person, the teacher of the academy, scolded her without hesitation, although she has been kicked out of the academy now, in the eyes of the young man, it is far from enough.

At the very least, he had to have half his life.

Walking through the alleys, he stopped at a teahouse.

There are not many people in the teahouse, sitting around, drinking tea and eating pastries, talking and laughing by the way, and it is quite comfortable in this winter.

The arrival of the left-leaning peak did not make much of a splash.

The guy in the store trotted over and led him to the window, wiping down the table by the way.

"Young master, what do you want? We have the tea with the name on it here, if you don't dislike it, you can quench your thirst?" the guy smiled profusely.

Zuo Leaning Peak knocked on the tabletop, and the texture was excellent.

An ordinary teacher in the academy, but a teaching scholar who is only a second-realm cultivator, has such a luxurious teahouse, I have to say, he is a little surprised.

"I don't drink tea. The boy spoke.

The man's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smile: "Young master, you are laughing, don't you come to the teahouse to drink tea, aren't you looking for fault?"

Zuo Leanfeng stared at him directly, smiling playfully.

It was surprisingly quiet all around.

A cold sweat broke out on the shopkeeper's face.

"It's fun!" Zuo Tingfeng smiled.

The shopkeeper was immediately relieved, and then smiled: "I'll just say, how can a chic and extraordinary guest like you come to find fault, and if you want to find fault, you won't come to our ordinary small teahouse!"

He pinched the rag in his hand and wiped the cold sweat.

"Give me a pot bar, I don't want to drink tea today. ”

Zuo Tianfeng looked at the shopkeeper with a smile, took out a piece of broken silver from his pocket, and threw it to the latter.

The shopkeeper hurriedly took it, couldn't help but be overjoyed, hurriedly agreed, and walked out of the teahouse.

Zuo Leaning Peak slowly stood up.

He walked to the backyard of the teahouse and looked at the ordinary courtyard in front of him.

The yard is not big, but the view is excellent.

Two four or five-year-old children were playing in the yard, busy building snowmen, their little faces flushed.

Seeing Zuo Leaning Peak breaking in, the two children looked at each other suspiciously, motionless.

Leaning Peak left straight through them and into the room.

The room was empty.

He went down the corridor to the study, and saw a man in a fur suit in the distance, copying a pen.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he put down his brush and raised his head impatiently.

"Who are you?" he looked at the boy in surprise as he slowly leaned over to the other side of the desk, reaching under the desk as he reached under it.

Zuo Leaning Feng ignored him, but looked around.

There are three bookshelves in the room, each leaning against three walls, and each bookcase has eight floors, which are full of large and small books, which is very cluttered.

The same is true of the desk in front of him, except for the book sticker that the man is copying, it is very messy.

"My name is Left-Leaning Peak. ”

The boy picked up a book on the shelf at random, and it was a fragrant novel.

He raised an eyebrow.

The man's face was embarrassed, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "We know each other?"

Leaning Peak shook his head.

"Then why did you break into my house for no reason? I asked myself in ancient times that I was a decent person and didn't offend anyone, so I can't be an enemy seeking revenge, right?"

"Behaving properly?"

The young man's face was full of sarcasm: "Liu Qingqing, do you know, I came to kill you because of him, now you can leave your last words!"

He put down the fragrant novel in his hand and approached the other party step by step.

The man's face was cloudy, his face trembled, and he said anxiously: "I admit that what I did this time was wrong, but who made her offend the son of King Pingnan! Could it be that I still want to help her speak? It is her blessing that she is an ordinary person who is regarded by the little prince! I am right to do this! Why did you kill me?"

Zuo Leaning Feng looked at him and paused.

The man's face was overjoyed.

But in the next second, his head hit the ground with a bang.

Zuo Leanfeng walked out of the study and bumped into a woman head-on.

"Who are you?"

Zuo Leaning Feng ignored her and walked straight over.

The woman's face was uncertain, and she hurried to the study.

Yes!

With a scream, the woman fell to the ground, staring at the round human head on the ground with a frightened face, and fainted.

Zuo Leanfeng walked out of the courtyard, saw the two children again, and stopped.

The children looked at him curiously.

Zuo Leanfeng is thinking, do you want to kill people and eliminate the roots?

But in the next second, he left the courtyard.

The moment he left the teahouse, the shopkeeper grabbed his arm.

"Eh, young master, do you need to warm your wine? If not, take it away, right?" he looked at Zuo Leaning Peak, his face full of flattery.

Zuo Tianfeng thought for a while, nodded, took the drink, and slowly left the teahouse.

The shopkeeper looked at this strange guest, touched the back of his head, took out the remaining silver in his pocket, and entered the teahouse with a fart.

Back in the small courtyard, Liu Qingqing stood at the door and waited for a long time.

A layer of snowflakes fell on her shoulders.

Zuo Leanfeng didn't look at it, and went straight into the small courtyard.

"What exactly do you want?"

Suddenly, Liu Qingqing opened her mouth to ask!

The young man paused and asked, "What?"

Liu Qingqing walked up to the young man and sneered at him: "You killed my father, but you didn't kill me, and you still treated me like this, what do you want to do?"

"You said this!" Zuo Leanfeng smiled: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just the reason why it's not pleasing to the eye!"

After speaking, the young man entered the small courtyard without looking back.