Duan Yu's Biography of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 187 Enemies are running everywhere

Hangzhou West Lake.

Early morning hours.

The fresh air from the West Lake is like a veil floating in the air.

Under the veil, the island in the lake is looming.

The island loft stands tall and is enveloped in soft light.

On the first floor, on the milky white carpet, Duan Yu was wearing a loose green robe, sitting cross-legged facing east.

Thousands of golden lights hit his body, like countless golden swords stabbing him.

Bathed in the golden light, his face seemed to be shining. The warm radiant light flowed under the skin and became translucent, exuding an aura of majesty.

In an elegant pavilion not far away, a beautiful woman with a slender figure looked at Duan Yu quietly.

She was wearing a white blouse, her body curves were looming, and her snow-white face was as delicate as white porcelain, shining brightly.

She looks almost like Wang Yuyan.

Seeing Duan Yu getting up, the girl hurriedly walked over. She bowed and called softly: "Master, the food is ready."

Her name is Cheng Baibing, she is the leader of a high-end club in Jinling City, and is known as the most beautiful woman in Jinling.

She was born into an official family, but her family was confiscated because her father offended a powerful official in the court, and she fell into the world of mortals ever since.

Because of his extremely beautiful appearance and proficiency in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, Cheng Baibing is an artist rather than a prostitute.

In the past two years, I don’t know how many people have wanted to climb into her bed.

Until last night, she was still a chick.

But Duan Yu spent 8 taels of silver to buy her and serve as a maid.

He was used to being taken care of.

I feel that without a woman around me, there is always something missing in my life.

Faced with Duan Yu's inquiry.

Thinking of everything last night, Cheng Baibing nodded slightly, a little shyly: "My little servant slept soundly last night."

Duan Yu smiled and said, "This sounds awkward to me, little maid. Just call yourself Bai Bing."

"Yes." Cheng Baibing nodded lightly and responded succinctly without saying a single unnecessary word.

Although she calls herself a maid, she exudes pride.

"Let's eat."

Duan Yu walked with his hands behind his back, his feet not touching the ground, as if he were gliding.

Cheng Baibing followed behind him, his steps were as light as a weak willow supporting the wind, graceful and graceful, and indescribably touching. It was a gait formed through hard training.

Along the way, she witnessed Duan Yu's martial arts and was already used to it.

The maid bought with 8 taels of silver not only has good looks and posture, but also has excellent cooking skills.

This reminded Duan Yu of the maid Yourong from back then, who was also so outstanding.

Cheng Baibing's cooking skills are truly exquisite, and eating is a pleasure. Duan Yu no longer has to worry about eating.

Although he can live without food and can go without food for a long time, the essence of food in the immortal family is "not eating grains."

That means not eating whole grains, but filling your stomach with medicine, food and other things, or fasting for a certain period of time.

It’s not like I haven’t eaten anything for a few years.

That will only starve to death.

Not eating does not mean not taking magic medicine to satisfy your hunger.

Now how can Duan Yu have the conditions to eat the elixir as a meal?You can only enjoy five-grain meals.

"Bai Bing, why do you always keep a straight face? Do you think you are wronged by being a maid?"

Duan Yu chatted while eating.

Cheng Baibing sat across from him, lowering his head and eating in silence without saying a word.

Hearing Duan Yu ask, she slowly raised her head, pressed her plump and soft red lips tightly, and said softly: "To be honest, my little maid is terminally ill and has only one year to live."

Duan Yu exclaimed, no wonder the madam was willing to sell her as a cash cow.

Putting down the bamboo chopsticks, he reached out and put his hand on Cheng Baibing's wrist.

The wrist is like snow, plump and smooth, exuding an alluring aura.

There is nothing about her that is not beautiful. In terms of beauty, she is almost as different from Wang Yuyan, but her temperament and beauty are even better.

"Yes, there is indeed a disease."

Duan Yu put down her arms and said nonchalantly.

Cheng Baibing shook his head, his bright eyes flashing, full of sorrow.

When it comes to one's own life and death, who can't care less?

Duan Yu himself was most afraid of death, so he tried every means to seek immortality.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a snow-white elixir, and handed it to Cheng Baibing: "If you take it, you can live an extra three to fifty years."

Cheng Baibing hesitated.

What magic elixir are you thinking of that can have such a magical effect?

But when he thought about his own situation, Quan treated him like a dead horse and treated him like a live doctor.

She immediately took the elixir and stuffed it into her mouth.

The elixir melts in your mouth, turning into essence and swallowing it down your throat.

Cheng Baibing felt a force going straight into his heart, extremely domineering.

In the blink of an eye, the power spread out until it sank into the lower body.She quickly stood up, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Duan Yu.

At this time, Cheng Baibing was so charming and radiant that even though Duan Yu had extraordinary determination, he couldn't help but want to move.

After all, I held back.

Sooner or later it's yours, but you can't rush it.

It's morning now, come back in the evening.

Duan Yu smiled and said, "In half an hour, your terminal illness will be gone. Now enjoy it."

Cheng Baibing stared straight at him, his eyes as bright as water, extremely focused, as if to judge the truth of what he said.

Duan Yu waved his hand, "I'm going out for a while, don't move around here."

After saying that, his body floated up, as if being blown by the wind, and he took a few empty steps in the air. A sword appeared out of thin air under his feet, and he took the sword away.

"Son."

Cheng Baibing pursed her red lips tightly, and her head was buzzing for a while.

She rubbed her red eyes vigorously, and her eyes became clear, which was a bit clearer than the water in the West Lake.

It was true!

His master can actually fly?
Thinking of the pill he just took.

Cheng Baibing stood up and knelt down in the direction Duan Yufei left to thank him: "Thank you, sir!"

The grace of saving one's life is like a new life, how can one not worship it?

I'm really worried that he will fly away and never come back.

Leaning on the railing and looking out, Cheng Baibing was filled with worry.

Little did they know that Duan Yu was going to Jinling City to beg for money from the unscrupulous old bustard.

I spent 8 taels of silver, but I was tricked!

Just abominable!
You must pay ten times the compensation!
Duan Yu is not willing to suffer any loss and insists on seeking justice for himself.

Two hours later.

He returned with a full load and returned to the small island in West Lake.

"Son!"

Cheng Baibing rushed forward happily, hugging him tightly and not letting go.

Previously, she was bought by Duan Yu, and she was freed from the sea of ​​misery, but she didn't smile, feeling that her life was short, and she was not grateful.

But now, the terminal illness has been cured, and the sudden surge of gratitude is like a stormy sea that cannot be suppressed.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Duan Yu picked her up sideways and walked into the pavilion.

Cheng Baibing did not refuse.

She was truly grateful, and from then on she served Duan Yu even more wholeheartedly.

That night I tried various moves I heard from my sisters.

late at night.

The dark West Lake is very peaceful.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of splashing water, and a large ship came out of the darkness.

It was dark and silent on the boat, except for the sound of the water splitting.

Duan Yu held his sister in his arms and closed his eyes to sleep, but his consciousness spread and enveloped the entire West Lake.

He saw clearly the situation on the boat. There were seventeen people in total, five old men, more than ten middle-aged men, and two young men who seemed to be trainees.

From a distance, Duan Yu could feel their tension.

The group of people on the boat were silent, full of energy, and filled with an invisible murderous aura.

The boat quickly approached and stopped next to the island, only about ten feet away from the loft.

Five people flew out from the boat, all dressed in black, and landed lightly on the shore, looking around as if looking for favorable terrain.

"Are you here to die again?"

Duan Yu stood on the top of the attic with his hands behind his hands, looking at the five people calmly.

The five people were startled and quickly looked up.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a weakened figure and sinister eyes, said coldly: "Are you Duan Yu?"

Duan Yu nodded, looked at him lightly, his eyes flickered, and his tone was light: "Are you here for revenge, or are you here to seize the Heavenly Sword?"

These days, he has killed too many people. People come to kill him wherever he goes, and enemies are everywhere.

"I'm here to take revenge, and I'm also here to seize the Heavenly Sword!"

The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes flashed like cold lightning, and he said loudly: "Since you are Duan Yu, then you should die!"

Several figures suddenly flew up from the big ship, and more than ten people surrounded the loft.

"It's so late at night, I'm not even allowed to have a good night's sleep."

Duan Yu shook his head and sighed. The clear light in his eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a fierce murderous aura!
But he saw his figure flicker and disappear quickly, followed by a person flying up.

It fell into the lake with a "plop" and never moved again.

He flashed and appeared in the place of the man just now.

"kill!"

A sharp roar sounded from the boat, breaking the tranquility of the night, and suddenly gave rise to a sad and shrill feeling, like being in an iron-blooded battlefield.

　Brothers, it’s free next Thursday (the 19th). You can save up in the past few days. I’ll check it out when it’s free. If you can save a little, it’s worth it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)