Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

Chapter Eight Hundred and Fourteen I, Ning Tao, Make Money!

The armored vehicle driven by Loris left the town of Fontainebleau and stopped after about 30 kilometers. But instead of reaching the destination, there is no way. Ning Tao's family walked a few kilometers in the forest with Duke Mark, and then came to a valley.

There is still no road here, and the valley is covered with towering ancient tombs, the ground is full of rotting litter, and swamps. Although the trees are alive and there are small animals, the dead air here is far stronger than the vitality.

Not far into the valley, there is a cemetery oncoming. There are stone tablets standing in the clearing in the forest, some are very tall, some are low, but no matter what kind of stone tablets they have been here for hundreds of years, the body of the tablets is full of signs of weathering, and the writing is blurred Qing, some covered with vines, some covered with moss.

It is quiet here, without the slightest sound, and the dead air is particularly strong.

This place seems to have been cursed by some god, and even birds and insects are unwilling to approach it.

Duke Mark stopped in front of a tall stone tablet and said, "My home is here."

Several women frowned in unison.

Duke Mark reached out and pushed a capital letter on the stele. There was a clicking sound from under the stele, and the mound behind the stele slowly opened, revealing a passage extending downward.

There is a light shining from the underground passage, the light is dim, and it does not have a creepy taste.

"Please come in." Duke Mark led the way to the passage.

Ning Tao also entered the passage with five women, and followed Duke Mark down.

The passage under the stele is a "Z"-shaped passage. After turning several turns in a row, the sight in front of you suddenly opens.

It was the hall of an underground palace, the floor was covered with clean and bright marble floor tiles, and mythical figures were carved on the column capitals, lifelike. A red carpet bordered with black stretches forward until the end of the palace hall, where there is a throne made of pure gold, the back of which is at least two meters high.

Behind the throne hangs a banner with the emblem of the Vetter family, and under that banner is an arched gate. On both sides of the porch stood eight warriors in silver armor, all with two-handed swords.

Just as Duke Mark led Ning Tao's family into the hall, the warrior with a big sword stepped towards this side, and his metal boots stepped on the marble stone bricks making a loud sound.

A large number of blood demons also sprang out from the porch under the family banner, men and women, some of them were holding magical weapons and weapons from the Blackfire Company, and some were holding cold weapons.

In a blink of an eye, the hall was completely surrounded. Snipers also appeared in the circular corridor on the second floor around the hall, targeting Ning Tao's family at gunpoint.

It's not far from Fontainebleau town, so it's impossible for the blood demon here not to know what happened there.

When the Vettel family got the news, they had already made preparations.

Ning Tao shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "What does this mean, are you lining up to welcome them, or are you planning to fight?"

Duke Mark's legs kicked on the ground suddenly, and his body shot towards the throne like an arrow. The blood demon in front of him separated like a tide, and then closed again, blocking the pursuit route of Ning Tao's family.

Qing Zhui tried to chase her, but Ning Tao reached out and held her back.

Ning Tao said: "Some people won't kneel down until you beat them until their noses are bruised and their faces are swollen."

Qing Zhui nodded.

Ning Tao said to the other four women: "I will let you do it later, and you will do it later."

Bai Jing, Jiang Hao, Lin Qingyu and Ruan Tianyin also nodded.

"Duke Mark, what do you mean? You said it well in Fontainebleau before, but did you change your mind when you came here?" Ning Tao said.

Duke Mark sat down on the pure gold throne, and swept away his previous politeness: "No one can negotiate conditions with me, let alone insulting conditions. You go, my people will not embarrass you, but you should not Think I'll keep my promise."

He has seen the power of Ning Tao and his woman,

He didn't lose his mind, thinking about revenge on Ning Tao. He knew very well that once a war started, it would inevitably be a heavy casualty. Therefore, he wanted Ning Tao to recognize the form clearly and retreat in spite of difficulties.

How can Ning Tao not understand the truth of Duke Mark's mind, but instead of retreating, he strode towards Duke Mark's throne: "But I have to tell you, no one owes me anything, but they can still enjoy happiness with peace of mind. , you have to honor what you promise me, and you have to pay back what you owe me."

Several blood demons suddenly rushed out from the crowd and rushed towards Ning Tao.

Ning Tao put his hand into his bosom, and when that hand came out of his bosom, there was a simple bronze mirror in it. A trace of spiritual power was injected, and the bronze mirror suddenly shot out an orange light.

The few blood demons who rushed towards Ning Tao were the first to bear the brunt, and were immediately illuminated by the orange rush.

Like a dark creature suddenly encountering sunlight, those blood demons instantly reappeared and fell to the ground.

Their prototypes are all corpses, so why do corpses move?

But this is just the beginning.

Under the orange-yellow light, the skin and flesh of those blood demons quickly festered and turned into blood, exuding a rotten smell. The souls of their bodies were pulled out by the orange light and thrown into the bronze mirror.

Several lively blood demons were wiped out just like that, instant kill!

The Demon Reflecting Mirror is a targeted magical weapon, which is not very lethal to ordinary cultivators, but it is a great killer to demons, especially undead monsters.

Ning Tao moved the demon mirror to a row of blood demons.

There were dozens of blood demons standing in that direction, and when they saw the orange light coming, they panicked and dodged one by one, hiding in a dark corner, hiding behind the pillars.

Duke Mark couldn't hold back any longer, and stood up from the throne: "That's..."

Ning Tao moved the demon mirror to Duke Mark.

More than a dozen blood demons rushed out and stood in front of Duke Mark.

Without exception, the blood demon irradiated by the orange light showed its original corpse, its flesh and blood dissolved, its soul was pulled out, and was eaten by the demon mirror.

Ning Tao said: "This is the demon mirror, specially for blood demons like you. Believe me, I just used it casually, and didn't release all its mana. Once I release all the mana of the demon mirror, none of you Can live, want me to do that?"

This is actually scaring people, at most he can release this mana. He couldn't use the demon reflector normally, just like he couldn't use the time-suppressing tower normally, he could only use a little bit of the basic performance of the magic weapon. However, this does not prevent him from threatening the unknown blood demon here with the demon mirror.

boom!

Suddenly there was a gunshot.

A bullet hit Ning Tao's chest.

It was an anti-materiel sniper rifle, but not a magic weapon.

But even an anti-material bullet that can penetrate tank armor, it bounced to the ground after hitting Ning Tao's chest, the warhead was deformed, and there was still a trace of gunpowder smoke.

Everyone's eyes were on the sniper, including Duke Mark, who had an angry expression on his face, wishing he could tear that reckless guy to pieces!

"I, I... didn't mean to... fire... fire..." The sniper's voice trembled because of nervousness and fear.

"Roar!" Qing Zhui roared suddenly, and in the ear-shattering voice, a ball of scorching dragon's breath spewed out from her mouth, flying towards the sniper standing in the corridor on the second floor like a bullet.

There was hardly any time interval, the finger-sized ball of dragon's breath flashed in the void, and the sniper was hit by the dragon's breath, turned into a big fireball with a splash, screamed twice, and fell headlong, heavily The ground fell on the marble floor tiles in the hall, and then burned quietly.

The hall fell into a strange stillness, only the squeak of barbecue echoed, and the special smell of burning corpses.

"Aha..." A simple-looking smile appeared on Duke Mark's face, "Mr. Ning, this is a misunderstanding, can you put away your magic weapon?"

Ning Tao also showed a smile on his face: "I also think it is a misunderstanding, a family that has existed for hundreds of years, a family that has dominated Europe for hundreds of years, as the head of the family, you can't even encounter anything Don't you know?"

Duke Mark nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will immediately send someone to Fontainebleau Palace to bring you all the antiques and cultural relics you want, Mr. Ning, and the reporters you want will gather in Paris tomorrow. Where do you want to go?" It’s fine to hold a press conference, don’t you think so?”

Ning Tao shook his head: "Not good."

Duke Mark suddenly became nervous: "Mr. Ning, you... what do you mean?"

Ning Tao said indifferently: "Look, you brought our family to your house as guests, and drove them away as soon as you came. I just said a few words, and your people rushed to kill me and shot me. This It’s a new account, and I have to settle accounts, and we need to add some compensation to our agreement.”

"What compensation do you want?" Duke Mark said cautiously, resisting the urge to curse.

Ning Tao smiled: "There are six of us, one billion euros each, a total of six billion euros. I will give you an account, and I will forgive you whenever you send money."

"Six billion euros?" Duke Mark's face turned blue, "This is a huge amount, I..."

Ning Tao raised the demon mirror and swept it casually, and several blood demons fell to the ground.

Qing Zhui and Bai Jing released the dragon claws.

Lin Qingyu raised her sword and shield and entered a fighting stance.

Solid ice appeared under Jiang Hao's feet and spread rapidly.

Even Ruan Tianyin, her body was shrouded in a cloud of mist, which might spread at any time, creating a battlefield fog.

"Give me the account number!" Duke Mark roared, "I'll send you money!"

If time could turn back, he would not take chances and try to force Ning Tao's family to leave. It was only then that he remembered an old saying in Huaguo, it is easier to ask God than to send God away. How can it be so easy for this family to be sent away by the God of Plague and Killing God?

Ning Tao put away the demon mirror and said with a smile: "That's right, my account is... to send money."

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