Chapter 1113

This is a vast purple bamboo forest. There is an exquisite small bamboo building in the purple bamboo forest. The small bamboo building is very unique, as if it is integrated with the whole purple bamboo forest, which looks very simple and natural.

Sandalwood was burning quietly in the bamboo building. A white woman was sitting at the table in the window. She held her cheeks in her hands and looked into the distance with a pure smile on her face.

"Baiyun, you haven't given up?" behind the beauty in white, a young man suddenly appeared and stood behind her.

"Give up? Why do I give up? I said, someone will come to save me." Baiyun turned around with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Hehe, save you? Do you know where this is? This is a place where old man Hong Yuan has operated for countless years. Do you think Bai Shuo can bring people here to save you?" the young man's face was full of a mocking smile.

"Senior brother song bin." Baiyun looked back at old man heiyang's eldest disciple and said with a smile, "are you still coming to be a lobbyist today?"

"Not today." Song Bin said in a deep voice, "I received the last order of old man Hong Yuan. If you don't agree, he will absorb you as a furnace tripod. Although you have great aura and excellent appearance, you just let old man Hong yuan appreciate you. If you don't realize it again, old man Hong Yuan won't continue to be used to you."

"Oh, the last notice!" Baiyun's face was still smiling. "It seems that if I don't agree, I can only die?"

"Yes, it's up to you to become his concubine and enjoy endless glory and wealth, or become a dried stove tripod." Song Bin said, "I advise you not to be paranoid. No one can save you, let alone save you. It's impossible to enter this purple bamboo forest."

The white cloud turned around, leaned against the window, looked at the distant sky and whispered, "no, he will come to save me. My lover will drive colorful auspicious clouds to marry me."

After listening to Baiyun's words, song bin frowned: "so, you still have to choose to be stubborn?"

Baiyun was silent for a while, and the small bamboo building fell into tranquility. Song bin was not in a hurry. He had half a day waiting for Baiyun's reply.

After a while, Baiyun whispered, "if I become the concubine of old man Hong Yuan and master can't save me, Tianmen City will lose face. Old man Hong Yuan has made a good calculation."

A loud voice sounded in the bamboo building: "I have some thoughts at a young age."

Then a fire fell and a purple figure appeared in the bamboo building.

The man was wearing a purple long shirt, tall, with a red Chinese character face and no wrinkles on his face.

When song bin saw the old man appear, he was surprised on his face and quickly arched his hands and said, "Lord Hong."

The visitor was Hong Yuan just mentioned by them.

Baiyun turned his head. Hong Yuan's powerful superior breath had no impact on her. Instead, he looked at him with a relaxed face: "what I just said is right?"

"Yes!" old man Hong Yuan said in a deep voice, "if you become my concubine, you will lose the face of Tianmen City. But it's not difficult to destroy Tianmen City by my means. It's your blessing to like you."

After that, old Hong Yuan waited for Baiyun with round eyes and said, "maybe you can continue to dream that someone will save you, but if you don't promise, you won't wait for someone to save you."

Baiyun said with a relaxed face: "if I promise you, you should at least hold a ceremony."

"Yes, I want everyone in the world to know that Bai Shuo's disciple has become my concubine, so it must be very grand to accept you as my concubine." Hong Yuan said in a deep voice.

The corner of the white cloud's mouth lifted up and burst into a sweet smile. Then he turned and looked at the sky and said, "OK, I promise you, three days is enough."

Hong Yuan didn't continue to say anything. His body turned into a streamer and disappeared in the small bamboo building. Song bin bowed respectfully in the direction where old Hong Yuan disappeared, and then disappeared.

The wind was blowing gently, waving the white dress of white clouds. White clouds looked at the end of the sky and smiled very happily: "three days, there are still three days, senior brother Yue, white clouds are waiting for you."

In a palace, old man Hong Yuan leaned against the main seat of the hall. Immediately, six beautiful fairies came forward and gently pressed for him.

Old man Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while. Suddenly, he said to the empty hall, "did Luo Yu still not come back?"

"My Lord!" a middle-aged man appeared in the hall and bowed to the old man Hong Yuan, "Luo Yu and the 1000 masters have not heard anything up to now."

"What a waste!" old man Hong Yuan frowned. "Send someone out to inquire."

"Yes!" the middle-aged man slowly withdrew from the hall.

The hall became empty again. Hong Yuan continued to enjoy the kneading of the fairies, closed his eyes and whispered, "feeling the mark, the strength to surpass the realm! Yes, yes, Luo Yu, I hope you won't let me down."

No one answered. Old Hong Yuan said to himself, and then said to the empty hall, "Bai Shuo may ask the leader of Baide house to coordinate. I'm going to go to the leader. It must be enough to buy me three days."

After saying that, old man Hong Yuan's body suddenly turned into a flame and shot into the sky.

The six fairies got up, bowed in the direction of old Hong Yuan, and then continued to stand quietly behind the main seat.

The continuous mountains are full of medicine fragrance everywhere. Although they are mountains, a huge town has been established in the middle. This is the place where old man Hong Yuan specially trades pills. Whether retail or wholesale, it will be completed in this town.

Over time, the town has become larger and larger. Now it has a population of more than one million. Most people have become the children of old Hong Yuan and serve the operation of the town.

When Song Fei entered the town, he heard people talking about the concubine of old man Hong Yuan, and it was the disciple of the famous alchemy master Bai Shuo.

Bai Shuo's name is not as loud as old man Hong Yuan, but it is also a resounding figure. You can see some pills refined by Tianmen City in Hongteng mansion, although the quantity can't be compared with old man Hong Yuan.

"Three days later?" Song Fei sneered, "old people dare to eat tender grass. What they eat is still my grass."