Urban magic doctor

Dongfang Hongfei smiled and said: "Wen Yao, I knew you would help me. Tomorrow night, we will visit Zuo Simiao."

"All right."

Guo Wenyao smiled bitterly and fell down on his chair, feeling a strong sense of guilt in his heart.

However, for the sake of his brother Dongfang Hongfei, he could only bear it.

On the second day, at ten o'clock at night, in a small courtyard in Fenghuo City, Dongfang Hongfei and Guo Wenyao walked out, closed the door, and returned to their residence at Longwu Academy.

That small courtyard was Zuo Simiao's residence.

As expected, as Dongfang Hongfei expected, after he explained his purpose, Zuo Simiao immediately agreed to the plan to kill Chen Yang at the Qianlong Conference.

Moreover, Zuo Simiao had such a plan before this.

After Dongfang Hongfei told Zuo Simiao the details about Chen Yang, the two formed an alliance.

Of course, Dongfang Hongfei is in a weak position in this alliance.

Because his strength is not as good as Zuo Simiao.

The background is even worse.

Zuo Simiao was a genius of the royal family. Although he was not as dazzling as Zuo Xingyue, he reached the peak of concentration at the age of thirty-seven and was very powerful.

Zuo Yuxing, who is presiding over the overall situation of the Qianlong Conference this time, is his grandfather.

Therefore, even if Zuo Simiao killed someone at the Qianlong Conference, no one could say anything. A single mistake could cover up everything.

What's more, even if a cultivator in the Soul Condensation Realm can retract and release freely, after all, in this realm, no one can be sure whether the attack will kill the opponent in a fierce fight.

After Dongfang Hongfei and the two left, a man in a white shirt walked out of the room.

This man had a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the blurry moon in the sky covered with volcanic ash. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "I never expected that Chen Yang would be so unpopular in Longwu Academy. Even Dongfang Hongfei also joined forces with me to kill him, haha, it’s ridiculous!”

This person was none other than Zuo Simiao.

A confident smile appeared on his face, and he murmured: "I have mastered "Void Palm". I am just Chen Yang. Even if he has two mental states, he is definitely no match for me."

"Moreover, he robbed Zuo Xingyue's Feiyun Car, and Zuo Xingyue drove the Nebula Ship, but returned with no success and humiliation. If it were me, I would have killed Chen Yang at the Qianlong Conference , Zuo Xingyue’s face will be even more humiliated.”

"This time, I finally defeat Zuo Xingyue!"

Thinking of Zuo Xingyue's embarrassing appearance, Zuo Simiao felt happy, turned around and returned to the room to continue practicing.

Just after Zuo Simiao returned to his room, a black cat on the outer wall jumped out and headed towards the residence of Longwu Academy.

This black cat is no ordinary cat, but a demon cat.

Therefore, Zuo Simiao, who was at the peak of his concentration, did not notice anything weird about this black cat.

"Meow!"

Chen Yang was sitting in the room, and the little black cat meowed outside. He called out, and the little black cat jumped in through the gap in the window and landed on his shoulder.

He always felt that Dongfang Hongfei would still think of ways to deal with him, so he let the little black cat follow him secretly to see what Dongfang Hongfei would do.

At this moment, after hearing the news from the little black cat, a cold light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, and he secretly said: "I thought Dongfang Hongfei had some tricks up his sleeve, but it turned out that he was colluding with the royal family, which is really insidious."

"It's interesting that Zuo Simiao actually mastered the "Broken Void Palm". When the time comes, I want to see how strong he is in combat."

"However, Zuo Yinhan is really shameless. It is obviously Master Haolan's "Breaking Void Palm", but he said it was his own "Void Palm"."

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yang shook his head, thought no more, and planned to put the little black cat into the space bracelet and continue practicing on his own.

Unexpectedly, the little black cat showed a fearful expression and hid in the corner of the room, unwilling to return to the space bracelet.

This is weird, it was fine before, why don't you want to go in now?

"Little black cat, what's going on? Is there anything in the space bracelet that you're afraid of?"

Chen Yang asked the little black cat while looking into the space bracelet.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, as soon as he saw it, his eyes widened.

In the space bracelet, Cannon was seen lying on his back on the ground, with his front legs hugged behind his head, his hind legs crossed, his eyes closed, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth, and snoring.

Next to him, the little white cat condensed the demonic energy in its left front paw to fan the cannon, and was tickling the cannon with its right front paw, which made the cannon twitch from time to time, but it did not wake up from its dream.

"Damn it, this damn dog is abusing two kittens!"

Chen Yang's mouth twitched, and he suddenly understood why the little black cat didn't want to enter the space bracelet. It turned out to be because he didn't want to serve the cannon.

But it's a little strange. The black and white demon cat is obviously stronger than Cannon, so why does it obey Cannon's words?

"Cannon, come out."

Chen Yang's consciousness moved and he threw the cannon out of the space bracelet.

Cannon fell into the room, rolled a few times on the ground, and lay on his back instead of on his side, but he was still asleep, as if he had dreamed of something beautiful, with a sly smile hanging on his lips.

"Peak Condensation!"

As soon as the cannon came out, Chen Yang suddenly discovered that, unknowingly, the cannon's realm had actually advanced to the peak of concentration.

This guy's advancement speed is fast enough.

"When he was in the Sword Graveyard, he got a lot of demon pills. After that, he never stopped eating cannons. He didn't need to practice. He only needed to eat demon pills to improve his cultivation. Now that he has reached the peak of concentration, he is no better. "

Chen Yang thought to himself, thinking that there was still a lot of demon elixir left, he felt that this fat dog was really getting an advantage.

And judging from the appearance of the cannon, it has gained weight and is almost round.

"Get up!"

Chen Yang kicked Cannon, who rolled over and muttered: "I want to sleep."

Hearing what Cannon said, Chen Yang's eyes lit up: "Oh, stop stammering."

"Snoring, snoring..."

Snoring sounded, Cannon had fallen asleep and did not hear Chen Yang's words.

"A dead dog only knows how to sleep and eat!"

Chen Yang said angrily, went up to grab the cannon by the ear, lifted the cannon, and shouted into the cannon's ear: "Do you still want the demon pill? If you want it, wake me up quickly."

Cannon's eyes opened instantly, and with a flattering smile on his face, his eyes were sealed into a line, and he said: "Brother, no, no, no... Master, do you have anything to tell me?"

"Holy shit, why are you so mean!"

Chen Yang frowned, threw Cannon on the ground, rolled his eyes at Cannon, and curled his lips and said: "Cannon, I suddenly realized that you are actually cuter when you don't speak."

"Woof woof woof..."

Cannon shook his head and barked a few times, with an innocent expression on his face. Although he didn't speak, he was asking for the demon pill.