Ning Tao waited in the woods for about half an hour before Qing Zhui came back. She was clean as if nothing had happened.
Ning Tao asked, "They are...?"
"They're all on the '18th floor'," Qing Zhui replied, her voice soft and pleasant.
Ning Tao smiled. "They're in hell. Why do you say they're on the '18th floor'? You've killed them. Why don't you just say it bluntly?"
Qing Zhui put on a shy expression. "I'm a girl. How rude it is to say fighting and killing! I don't want you to think I'm a rough and tough girl."
Ning Tao could not bear with her tone, and hurriedly changed the subject. "By the way, what did you do with their bodies?"
Qing Zhui slapped her hands, and then replied, "The soul energy of those three scum has been collected and refined by me. I put my poison on my nails, and in the morning their bodies will be reduced to ashes, and the wind will blow them away. So I dragged the three bodies
Yaya was taken away by the police called by Jiang Hao. With her mother's name and the DNA data, it was only a matter of time to find her mother. Besides, it wouldn't take long. Moreover, with Jiang Hao's help, Ning Tao confidently handed over Yaya to the police. It would be best for Yaya to go back to her parents. No one could take over the role of a child's parents, not even Ning Tao, the owner of the Sky Clinic. After seeing off Yaya, Ning Tao waited for about an hour in a reception room before seeing Lin Qinghua. Lin Qinghua seemed to have just come out of the lab. He was still wearing a germ-proof suit and he looked a little tired. Liang Keming followed Lin Qinghua. He was dressed in a black suit, expressionless, giving a sense of difficulty and seriousness. That was exactly what Jiang Hao had described. Jiang Hao didn't say much, but Ning Tao could see that Lin Qinghua was restricted personal freedom after he
Ning Tao had dinner with Lin Qingyu in the Second Paris. The candlelight, the violin and the sexy beautiful woman made the atmosphere of this dinner sweet and romantic. At the end of the dinner, Ning Tao stopped the small talk and got down to business. "Qingyu, has your brother talked to you about anything strange lately?" "Anything strange?" Lin Qingyu pursed her lips with a smile. "To me, he's a frankenstein who talks and acts a little differently than the average person. What do you mean by strange things? Such as?" Ning Tao approached Lin Qingyu a little, lowered his voice and said, "Such as Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Lady Yang, or the like." Lin Qingyu also leaned over to Ning Tao, came face to face with him and replied, "No." Her breath hit Ning Tao's face, hot with moisture and fragrance. Ning Tao sat up straight and didn't ask any more questions. He did not mention the project
Ning Tao walked over to the elder man, looked down at his face as if having been run over by a tire, and said, "Do you want to live? I can save you, but on one condition. Tell me how many practitioners are there in the Tang Sect? And who's the best?" "Ooh... Ho..." The elder man was breathing hard and his mouth was bubbling white. "Would you rather die than tell me?" Ning Tao lifted his foot and stepped between the elder man's legs. Suddenly he felt the wind whistling behind him. The sense of crisis suddenly swept over him, stronger than ever! Unconsciously, Ning Tao ducked to the side, but the speed of the opponent was too fast. As soon as he started to dodge, he felt a pain in his back before he could make a move, as if he had been hit by an off-road vehicle with a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. His whole body was thrown into the air. Poof! In the air, Ning Tao opened his mouth and spat blood. I
The moon was like a silver plate, and insects were singing in the grass. Ning Tao walked across the woods to the cave where Qing Zhui lived, and had mixed feelings when he looked at the wrong words, which meant "little mistress" on the stone wall. Hiss... Hiss... A boa constrictor sprang out of the grass beside the cave, and then more snakes came out from both sides of the cave, forming a fan-shaped circle. People liked to keep dogs to guard the house, but Qing Zhui kept a big group of snakes. "Qing Zhui, have you slept? Please come out for a moment. I have something to talk to you," Ning Tao shouted. "I'm still up. Come in." Qing Zhui's voice came from the cave. Miraculously, upon hearing her voice, the snakes of all sizes and colors retreated, more obedient than dogs. The snake guards seemed to be making way for Ning Tao. Now there was no obstacle in the way, Ning Tao, h
Four days later. As the sun rose, the mist that shrouded the mountains lifted and the golden sun shone down. The Sky Clinic looked as if coated in gold, giving the impression that it was hidden in this modern city of high-rise buildings. After seven days of practice, Ning Tao finally opened the door of the Sky Clinic and walked out. During this seven-day seclusion, he spent the first three days strengthening his spiritual power, and the next four days practicing the cultivation method and punch skill which he obtained after the clinic upgraded. The pre-school punch skill had a total of three moves, but due to limited time, he only practiced the Cat Claw Punch and the Powerful Tolerance to Beating. It was, of course, not enough to practice for four days, so he didn't master the skills proficiently. He just managed to cross the threshold. If he had had more time, he would have practiced them more skillfully and better. Unfortunat
No one could believe that a man could still stand when his head was hit with a steel pope, and Ning Tao's head wasn't even broken! Stunned, the possible foreman dropped the pipe and didn't pick it up. Ning Tao raised his hand and slapped him in the face again. The slap was still light, and he was trying to provoke the enemy rather than punish him as before. "Beat him!" roared the possible foreman. Those demolition workers swarmed up, and Ning Tao was surrounded in the blink of an eye. Suddenly steel pipes, long-handled wire cutters, wooden clubs, fists and feet rained down on him. Qing Zhui, standing beside the woods, started to open her mouth. She was clear that Ning Tao didn't know martial arts, but she didn't think he was so weak that he got beat up by a bunch of ordinary people. Stunned, she started to rush to help, but a hand was raised in the crowd and a voice shouted, "No!" Qing
At the end of the trail, the words "Big Bowl Village" were blurred on a broken stone tablet. It had been impossible to verify whether there was really a group of Ming Dynasty soldiers becoming bandits here and drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls hundreds of years ago, because there were no historical records, nor did it survive among folk artists. "This is the Big Bowl Village," Ning Tao said. Qing Zhui put out her tongue, made it tremble a few times, and said with a serious face, "There is demon smell here." "That means he's here. Come on, let's meet him." Ning Tao walked past the stone table toward the village. "Do you want to kill him?" Qing Zhui asked as she followed Ning Tao. Ning Tao leaned into her ear and answered, "It depends." Qing Zhui nodded. Ning Tao walked toward the center of the village with his small medicine chest. The last time he came, it was at night, and he
Yin Molan's hand rested on the hilt of the Brotherhood of Blade. "Hiss!" Qing Zhui was enveloped in black air. The back of Ning Tao's hand was bulging, and his special spiritual power had been injected into the Sacred Needle. The Brotherhood of Blade in Yin Molan's hand could threaten him, but as long as Qing Zhui held Yin Molan, Ning Tao could make Yin Molan get sick and quickly cut the latter's fighting capacity by sticking a Sacred Needle on him. By then, Qing Zhui was able to kill Yin Molan herself, not to mention with the help of Ning Tao. Yin Molan dropped his hand from the hilt. "Qing Zhui, put your nails away," said Ning Tao. Qing Zhui tucked her nails away again. The growth of her nails, sharp as Wolverine's claws, was as natural to her as the breath that controlled by her mind. This was actually thanks to Ning Tao's healing of her demon bone, without which she would never have been able to do it.