Urban ancient fairy doctor

"Don't panic." Dongfang Jianye drank a cup of tea with a leisurely expression, "Murong Chenglong can't make much waves. We will give the Murong family a surprise tomorrow."

"Father, you mean that our family has a master who can fight against the Martial Saint?"

Dongfang Renjie had a look of astonishment on his face. In his memory, the person with the highest cultivation level in the imperial capital was the Great Perfection of the Heaven Rank. This was the first time that the Martial Saint appeared.

Dongfang Jianye smiled lightly: "Don't worry, you will know tomorrow."

In the Zhong family in the imperial capital, the head of the family, Zhong Baichun, was sitting in a secret room drinking with his only son Zhong Guoqiang.

"Dad, tomorrow is the day of the family meeting. The day when our Zhong family will turn around is coming soon."

Zhong Guoqiang looked excited. Last time, he provoked Dongfang Huizhong, which caused the Zhong family to suffer heavy losses. In the end, he surrendered to the Dongfang family. This was considered a disaster.

It's just that their surrender is only superficial, and they are not convinced in their hearts. On the contrary, they are more resentful and have been waiting for the opportunity to retaliate.

The sudden rise of the Murong family in the past few days gave them hope. If the three major families were really wiped out by the Murong family, then they would only need to surrender to the Murong family and no longer have to look at the face of the Dongfang family.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhong Baichun's mouth: "Pretty much, the three major families may not be able to escape this time."

As the father and son were talking, they suddenly felt the aura bursting out from Murong Chenglong.

"This is the aura of the Martial Saint." Zhong Baichun's expression changed, and then he revealed an excited expression, "It seems that the Murong family has become angry this time, and the three major families will not escape disaster."

"Great, that little bitch in Dongfang Huizhong, when the Dongfang family falls, I must make her look good.

And that little doctor Ye Bufan, without the support of the three major aristocratic families, how can he pretend to be 13 in front of me? "

Zhong Guoqiang's eyes flashed with excitement, and he seemed to have seen the scene of Dongfang Huizhong being crushed under him.

Zhong Baichun grabbed the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp: "This is definitely a good opportunity for our Zhong family. We must seize it tomorrow."

Zhong Guoqiang asked: "Dad, what do you think we should do tomorrow?"

"If my prediction is correct, tonight is the Murong family's show of strength against the entire imperial family, and tomorrow there will definitely be a large number of aristocratic families surrendering.

At this time, we must not lag behind, we must take the lead, and even help the Murong family win over other aristocratic families, so that we can leave a good impression on the head of the Murong family and receive more benefits afterwards. "

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Zhong Guoqiang thought for a while and said: "Do you think it is possible for the three major families to bow their heads and surrender? In that case, we may not have a chance to take revenge."

"Judging from their performance in the past few days, it shouldn't be the case. The three major aristocratic families have stayed behind closed doors in the past few days. They obviously have no intention of surrendering, but they can't think of a good way to deal with it.

It’s not their fault. In this world, the strong is the king, and whoever has the strongest fist has the most say.

Why are their three great families superior to us? It's not just the few worshiping elders in the family who have super cultivation.

And now there is a Martial Saint from the Murong family, who is a being that cannot be matched by the ten heaven-level Dzogchen elders.

And the three major aristocratic families are used to being aloof and don't want to put down their status. The final result is already doomed. If you don't surrender, there is only death.

As long as the martial saints of the Murong family take action and kill the super strong men from the three major families, the remaining people will not be left to us to do whatever we want. "

The more Zhong Baichun talked about it, the more proud he became. Before he was forced to surrender to the Dongfang family, he never chose a noble family to side with him because he couldn't see who would have the last laugh. But now the strong man has appeared, and that is the Murong family.

Zhong Guoqiang laughed loudly: "Doesn't that mean that in the future, apart from the Murong family, the most powerful one in the entire imperial capital will be our Zhong family, which can be as powerful as one person and more than ten thousand people."

Zhong Baichun nodded: "You can say that."

"Great, that boy named Ye, every woman is the best, I want to snatch them all..."

Zhong Guoqiang's face showed uncontrollable lust and greed.

At the Summit Hotel, Ye Bufan also noticed Murong Chenglong's aura, but he didn't care. He was just an early saint, and he was not in the eyes of the Dragon King.

After the celebration banquet, Ye Bufan received a call from Yi Luoxiang. She and Huang Xiaomei had finished handling the matters in the Magic City and rushed to the Imperial Capital.

Ye Bufan went to the airport to pick them up and returned to Ouyang Jing's villa together.

After introducing everyone, Ouyang Jing secretly pulled Ye Bufan to the side.

"Wow, brother, when did you find two beautiful sisters-in-law? This is such a good luck, isn't it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we are just ordinary friends."

Although there is a marriage contract between Ye Bufan and Yiluoxiang in the Dragon King Palace, they have not yet developed into a romantic relationship.

Ouyang Jing stuck out her tongue: "It would be strange to believe you."

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The next day, a three-meter high platform was built at the foot of Tianzi Mountain in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital. This was designated by the Murong family as the venue for the family meeting.

There are countless Murong family children guarding the surrounding area, and no other people are allowed to enter.

Although it hasn't reached the allotted time, the place is already crowded with people, and the children of big and small aristocratic families have all rushed here.

Three days ago, the Murong family had informed all the aristocratic families in the imperial capital that if they could not come to attend this conference, there would be no need to continue to exist in the imperial capital.

Some heads of well-connected aristocratic families gathered together and kept whispering and discussing.

"Brother, what do you think the outcome of this family meeting will be?"

"Does this need to be said? The Murong family already has a Martial Saint, so it must be the largest family in the imperial capital. There is no doubt about this..."

"Do you know, Martial Saint? That is the existence of invincibility. The three major families will either surrender or die. This is already a destined result..."

"Why haven't the three major aristocratic families come yet? Are you scared?"

While people were talking, someone suddenly shouted: "The Murong family is here."

Everyone looked in the direction and saw hundreds of people walking over.

The people walking in the front were the head of the Murong family, Murong Chengdu, and the eldest elder, Murong Chenglong, followed by the unknown second elder, Murong Chenghu.

At this moment, Murong Chengdu looked very proud. Today will definitely be a day recorded in history. From then on, there was only one big family in the imperial capital, and that was his Murong family.

Murong Chenglong's expression was gloomy. The dethronement of Murong Hai and Murong Tian made his heart full of anger, and he was ready to go on a killing spree today.

"Is that Elder Murong? The Martial Saint's demeanor is really unique..."

The people around looked at Murong Chenglong with awe and admiration in their eyes.

Murong Chengdu came to the foot of the mountain and glanced around: "Are the people from the three major families not here yet?"

"It seems not yet." Murong He said, "Grandpa, do you think people from the three major aristocratic families are afraid? Are they going to be shy?"

Murong Chenglong snorted coldly: "If the three aristocratic families are not here, I will definitely come to kill you. If you don't submit to my Murong family, even if you want to be a turtle, you won't be able to do it."

Feeling the anger in the eldest elder's words, Murong He was secretly happy. It seemed that the three major aristocratic families were completely finished this time, and the boy named Ye would definitely be trampled under his feet.

And at this moment, someone pointed in the distance and shouted: "Look, people from the three major families are coming."