Shock!The queen is my wife!

Chapter 436 Make a Little Money, Are You Serious

When a group of people walked out of the Black Soil Death Mountain and were about to return to Tianhu Valley, Ning Tian did not forget to collect his small money.

It is said that tens of billions of spiritual coins are not many, but it is still a windfall.

In the deep forest beyond the Black Soil Death Mountain, there are still many monks waiting.

They don't know what happened in the restricted area of ​​life.

"Walk around and take a look. It is a must-have elixir to enter the Black Soil Death Mountain. Taking one is guaranteed to ignore the death aura! Since it opened, there has not been a single negative review. It is very cheap."

The cries of selling are still ringing.

"Grass!"

"You broken Taoist, selling fake medicine to Lao Tzu, I will give you a bad review right now."

at this time.

Several auras emerged from the Black Soil Dead Mountain. Many monks came out of the Black Soil Dead Mountain. Although it was only one-tenth of the time when they entered, there were still a lot of people.

"This fellow Taoist, you are not dead?"

The face of the Taoist priest who sold the necessary elixir changed slightly, he stroked his mustache, and squinted his eyes. If you are not dead, then I will have a bad review?

"Fuck!"

"It turns out that your elixir has no bad reviews, that's why! If you eat it, Du Nima is dead!"

"Grass!"

"Stinky Taoist priest, accept your life!"

"Wait a minute, don't slap your face... ah!"

The screams were endless.

Seeing this scene, many monks around were a little surprised. It seems that there are more people walking out of the dead mountain of black soil this time?Could it be that something happened in the Black Soil Death Mountain that they didn't expect?

not far away.

Beside the wooden table, the steward of Baofu Pavilion looked at the approaching crowd with a smile.

"It seems that the dead bell has already belonged. I don't know if it is the Wuji Dynasty or other popular sects?" earn a fortune.

As long as you bet a lot, you may make a small profit, but I never lose.

"Hey, brother in charge, are you waiting for me?" At this moment, a burst of laughter sounded, and a group of people were seen coming from the direction of Black Soil Dead Mountain towards their Fortune Pavilion.

"Ok?"

"This is...Ning Buxu?"

Seeing Ning Tian, ​​the steward of Baofu Pavilion suddenly trembled and became a little nervous.

after all.

This time Ning Tian came here with his true face. His handsome face is well known in the Chaos Empire!Especially their profiteering forces and bandit forces worship Ning Buxu very much, and they are all studying how to rob millions of monks.

"Friend Daoist Ning..."

"I don't know why Fellow Daoist Ning is looking for me at the Fortune Pavilion?"

Although a little nervous, the steward of Baofu Pavilion still maintained his professional ethics, raised a smile, and looked at Ning Tian.

"Oh."

"It's nothing, I'm just here to get the money."

Ning Tian snorted, and after casually finished speaking, he glanced at the wooden sign behind the steward again. The spiritual coins on it had already reached the sky-high price of 500 billion spiritual coins!

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the steward of Baofu Pavilion frowned, why didn't he remember that Ning Buxu also made a bet?

but it does not matter.

This Ning Buxu has robbed millions of monks, so it is impossible for him to be poor. As long as Ning Buxu bets a lot, he will not lose money.

after all.

The way they make money is to take [-]% of his bets.

"I don't know, Fellow Daoist Ning, who is here? I can check it out." The tension in the steward's heart also dissipated a lot, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ning Tian and said.

"Destroy the gate of heaven."

Ning Tian said with a smile.

After speaking, he also took out the certificate.

"Remove...remove the gate of heaven?"

The steward of Baofu Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and was dumbfounded the next moment.

Why is this name so familiar?

Grass!
Isn't this the one who took down a spirit coin to dismantle Tianmen?

Looking at the smiling face of Ning Buxu in front of him, it was suddenly the same as the smiling face of the previous man, the steward of Baofu Pavilion suddenly understood a lot, he seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak.

Grass.

Ning Buxu is plotting against me!
Even if he can draw [-]%, but this is [-]% of one spirit coin!
How many cents can I have?
"Brother in charge, brother in charge?"

At this time, Ning Tian waved his hand in front of his eyes very intimately, woke him up, and made him face despair.

"Brother in charge, you won't break your promise in the Rich Pavilion, will you?"

After the steward woke up, Ning Tian looked at him with a smile.

"No... won't..."

The manager of Baofu Pavilion squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said word by word: "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Ning, I, Baofu Pavilion, have always been honest, and I will give you the spirit coin now..."

Done.

He took out a storage ring and handed it to Ning Tian.

"Friend Daoist Ning, you count."

Ning Tian took it, looked at it for a while and then nodded, "Okay, although I have made tens of billions of spirit coins with one spirit coin, it is not a special profit, but I am still very satisfied."

"..."

Hear this.

The corner of the rich man's mouth twitched, can you say something human?

On the side, Su Yueyao and the others said that they had already gotten used to it.

"Haha."

"Brother in charge, next time I will look for you in Baofuge. There are not many shops with such integrity." Ning Tian patted the shoulder of the steward in Baofuge with a smile, then turned around and left with a group of people.

"Still... still looking for me in the Rich Pavilion!?"

Hearing this, the steward of Baofu Pavilion trembled, looking at Ning Tian and his party as if seeing a devil.

"It's over..."

"I'm done getting rich."

His lips were trembling.

At this time, a group of people came.

"Yo, steward, we want to place a bet."

"Damn it!"

"Bankrupt, get out!"

The management of the Rich Pavilion broke the defense.

...

...

Ning Tian and his party set foot on the void ship again and rushed towards Tianhu Valley.

As for the Immortal Dragon Emperor, he slipped away after leaving the Black Soil Death Mountain. After all, if they didn't slip away early and were caught by the ancestors, wouldn't their new home of the Immortal Dragon Clan be gone?
Void ship.

In a room, Ning Tian and Su Yueyao were alone.

Do not…

wrong.

To be precise, Bai Liu was also among them, but at this moment, she was in a dead end.

"Husband... You mean, Bai Liu is inside the dead bell?" Su Yueyao couldn't help asking while looking at the dead bell on Table Mountain.

"Ah."

Ning Tian nodded slightly.

According to Bai Liu's words, she had just left the Black Soil Death Mountain, and the death energy in her body could only be retained within the death bell. This was also the reason why the Lord of Death didn't want her to leave.

Once a little careless, it may dissipate in the world.

"I see."

Su Yueyao nodded her head lightly, pouted her red lips, then approached Ning Tian, ​​and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Huh? Yueyao, are you... serious?"

Hearing this, Ning Tian's eyes widened, and he swallowed with some difficulty.

Su Yueyao blushed slightly, licked her red lips, and nodded slightly.

"This... Bai Liu is still here."

Ning Tian glanced at the dead clock on the table and coughed dryly.

(End of this chapter)