Two days later, Ping An Square arrived. In the dark, it was very conspicuous, brightly lit, and full of brilliance. It was clearly visible after a few miles. When we got closer, the building area was very lively and crowded with people and fireworks.

Lin Feng didn't take the trouble immediately. He was wearing Taiyi realm clothes, with long hair, and looked like an ancient man, pretending to be a traveler from Taiyi realm, and entered the building area.

As for the little purple dragon, he shrank his body and wrapped it around his wrist like a jade bracelet. It was covered by the sleeve, and there was no sign of it.

No one noticed the difference. The human races and monster races from the Taiyi realm were very arrogant. They never thought that someone would dare to sneak into their camp. That was undoubtedly self-discipline, so even the guards were never set up.

Lin Feng was speechless, wondering whether these people should be arrogant or arrogant.

But thinking about it carefully, he felt sad again, because although the other party was very arrogant, in fact, the current Yanhuang really didn't have the ability to attack them.

"I don't know if Brother Luo is still alive now..."

Lin Feng murmured softly, his heart was really sad, now the northern part was completely occupied by aliens, and he didn't know whether Luohe had died in battle or evacuated to the wilderness to fight guerrillas.

Ping An Square is divided into five areas, east, west, south, north, and central. Except that the central area is not open to the public and ordinary people cannot enter, the other four areas have no taboos, allowing travelers from the Taiyi realm to come and go.

At this time, Lin Feng was strolling in the Eastern District.

Walking on the bluestone slab, witnessing the night scene around, this kind of lively and prosperous makes people feel the illusion of dreaming back to ancient times.

Ancient buildings, blue stones, red lanterns, small bridges, streams, talents, beautiful women...

In a daze, the poems written by the ancient literati Sao Ke seemed to come to life, and they appeared in Ping An Fang in front of them.

But Lin Feng didn't have much joy in his heart, because he knew very well that the prosperity of this place was built on the white bones of the Yanhuang people.

It is undeniable that some of the aliens who came here are innocent, but most of them are more or less stained with blood in their hands.

Therefore, looking at the smiles on the faces of passersby, Lin Feng really didn't have much joy in his heart, and couldn't resonate.

Stopped in a restaurant near the center of the East District, Lin Feng stepped up and ordered a table of wine and dishes on the second floor by the window.

Although he had received the news from Wang Pinghai, Lin Feng felt that what he was going to do this time was not easy, and he couldn't be too cautious, so the news had to be researched and confirmed again and again.

Practitioners are powerful and energetic. After a few days of accomplishment, they will not feel tired even if they sleepless for a few days. Therefore, although it is dark, there is no shortage of guests in the restaurant. People come and go, and it is very lively.

Lin Feng pretended to taste wine and eat food, but his ears were quietly pricked up, hoping to inquire about some useful information.

However, he was disappointed.

Most of the information that the guests in the restaurant talked with was useless. He could clearly distinguish that most of these people were bragging, and were no different from the Xiaomin in Yanhuang City, or talking about lace gossip, or talking about who and who got what treasures in the wilderness.

As for things about those sects and aristocratic families, these people almost kept silent.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Feng suddenly realized that the aliens have a strict hierarchy. Even if ordinary people are dissatisfied with the sect and the family, they will only discuss it in private, rather than openly criticize it in the public!

Because, if you do this, it is equivalent to the old birthday star eating arsenic, and you are tired and crooked!