Urban magic doctor

Hearing Nangong Fengyin's reminder, Nangong Yunmeng's heart skipped a beat and she quickly closed her mouth.

The Holy Emperor is taboo. If what she said just now reaches the ears of the Holy Emperor, not only will she suffer, but the entire Xiaoyao Pavilion will be destroyed.

The domineering Holy Emperor would not allow anyone to criticize him.

Anyone who dares to say that he is not good at all will not end well.

Nangong Yunmeng no longer mentioned the Holy Emperor. She looked at the secret book in her hand and muttered: "Aunt Feng, this secret book can't be fake, right?"

Nangong Fengyin shook his head and said seriously: "It should be true. When Chen Yang and Nangong Feixiao fought before entering the small world, the magical power that caught Nangong Feixiao into the small world was the second Void Palm. Style: Dragon Claw Hand."

Recalling the scene at that time, Nangong Yunmeng found that this was indeed the case.

After confirming that the "Breaking Void Palm" was the "Void Palm", her expression became more solemn.

She found that she seemed to know a huge secret.

Nangong Fengyin said: "You must not practice this magical power. Chen Yang is fine on Earth Martial Star. If someone uses Void Palm on Chong Martial Star, you should know what will happen."

The Holy Emperor said that "Void Palm" was his own creation and he was the only one who knew it. If someone else used it, wouldn't it be a slap in his face?

There is only one consequence, death!

"Aunt Feng, I know how to do it."

Nangong Yunmeng frowned and put away the secret book of magical powers. Although this magical power was powerful, it was very hot and he did not dare to practice it at all.

"There is a village ahead."

Just then, someone pointed forward and shouted.

Everyone has walked out of the forest and entered the plains. The front is open and they can see far away.

At this time, I saw a small village two miles ahead.

The houses in the village are neatly arranged. Although the village is not prosperous, it is still very lively. You can see the villagers walking around in the village, doing their own thing.

"There are actually people living in this place!"

Everyone looked surprised. They didn't expect that there were people living in this small world.

Chen Yang glanced at the village. He was not surprised at all that there were people living here.

Some small worlds are naturally generated and some are developed by strong people. As long as a natural ecosystem is formed in them, it is normal for humans to exist.

However, after Chen Yang and his party entered the small world, they were in danger one after another, which showed that this small world was not a kind place.

Now the village is peaceful and filled with ordinary people. It seems a bit strange for them to survive in such a dangerous place.

Could it be that they have always stayed in the village and have never been to other places?

Chen Yang thought to himself: "It seems that there is still something weird in this village."

"Let's go on and go to the village."

Nangong Fengyin greeted and everyone walked towards the village ahead.

After approaching, you can see an archway at the entrance of the village with the words "Jiantai Village" carved on it.

"Buy sesame cakes. Fresh sesame cakes cost a penny each. They have thin skin and lots of fillings. They don't taste good. No need to pay for them."

"Come and take a look at the rouge gouache produced in the Western Regions."

"Candy transfer person, one penny transfer once, dragon, phoenix, tiger and leopard... everything is available."

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This small village is quite lively.

People's faces also have kind smiles, and they seem to be living a very happy life.

Regarding the appearance of Chen Yang and his group of twenty-one people, the villagers just glanced at it and ignored it, each going about their own business.

Everything looks normal.

However, Chen Yang noticed something strange.

Rouge gouache from the Western Regions?

In this small world, there is no Western Region at all, so where does the Western Region Rouge Gouache come from?

Chen Yang took a closer look at the vendors selling goods, the villagers passing by, and the children playing. The scene seemed reasonable, but it was also a bit weird.

That feeling is like...

"acting!"

This word popped up in Chen Yang's mind. These people gave him the feeling that they were acting.

At this moment, everyone was taking it lightly. If the other party suddenly attacked, the consequences would be disastrous.

With a solemn look on his face, he reminded everyone in Xiaoyao Pavilion: "Everyone, please be vigilant. There may be danger."

Nangong Feiyu glanced at Chen Yang with disdain and said coldly: "Humph, these are ordinary people with no cultivation. You want us to be more vigilant. What should we be vigilant about?"

Others didn't take Chen Yang's words seriously either.

Nangong Feiyu walked towards an old man selling vegetables and asked angrily, "Hey, old guy, let me ask you, where are you? How long have you lived here? Is there anything special here..."

Before Nangong Feiyu could finish his words, the vegetable farmer raised a cabbage in his hand and said with a smile: "Young man, buy a cabbage and treat it as taking care of the old man's business. Thank you."

Nangong Feiyu said coldly: "I ask you something, you answer it first, and then I buy it..."

"Young man, buy a cabbage and treat it as a business to take care of the elderly. Thank you."

The old man still said the same words, and even his speaking speed, tone, and expression didn't change much.

The way he smiled made it difficult for anyone to harbor any ill will towards him.

However, Nangong Feiyu was frustrated all the way and was in a bad mood, so there was no room for the old man to make noises.

He kicked over the old man's basket and the cabbage fell to the ground. He said in a deep voice: "Old man, now, you can answer..."

"Young man, buy a cabbage and treat it as a business to take care of the elderly. Thank you."

The old man was unmoved. Even if the cabbage was scattered, he still said the same words and had the same expression, without showing any fear.

"Is this all you can say!?"

Nangong Feiyu was angry. He felt that the old man in front of him was playing tricks on him.

He raised his hand and hit the old man, wanting to kill him.

"stop!"

Nangong Fengyin stepped out, stopped Nangong Feiyu, and said in a deep voice: "If he doesn't say anything, you can ask others why you need to kill him."

"Hate, hate, you bully Grandpa Yang, you are not good people!"

At this time, a little girl wearing a red cotton-padded jacket shouted towards Chen Yang and his group.

She is about five or six years old, with a chubby little face and a pair of big, watery eyes, which are dark, bright and radiant.

When everyone looked over, the little girl made a face and ran away quickly.

When she ran, her two braids swayed, very cute.

Nangong Feiyu glanced at the old man selling vegetables, suppressed his anger, and walked towards the stall selling rouge gouache next to him.

Seeing that no one was buying vegetables, the old man packed up the cabbage calmly and continued selling, as if nothing had happened just now.

No one else in the village, except the little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket, cared about what happened here.

Nangong Fengyin also felt strange and said to everyone: "Everyone spread out and ask a few more people to understand the situation here."

After saying that, she reminded again: "By the way, be careful."

"yes."

Everyone in Xiaoyao Pavilion responded and dispersed.