The Anarchic Consort

"Ten years, no one has ever broken into this place for ten years. Just when I was going to be lonely, someone actually came in. Is this the instinct of the world?"

The old light and empty sound in the secluded valley, as if in the early morning there was a sorghum in the heart of the heart, the Buddha sound bursts, and the ear is calm.

Thinking over the cliff is steep, the bottom of the cliff to the top of the cliff is more than a thousand feet. Even if the martial arts person jumps down, there is no place where you can borrow the power, and the power that falls will fall into the meat, not to mention the four sides. Around the mountain, the mountains are all extremely sinister, and no one has ever been to the bottom of the cliff...

How can there be people in this cave?

Helian Weiwei Liu Mei picked one and smashed a pair of Danfeng.

"Let's go in."

The cool voice rang from the ear, and Helen Weiwei discovered that she was awake at the same table. The face of Zhang Junmei was also stained with blood stains. Under the black hair, it was a pure white cloth. The cover of his eyes, not only did not let him lose a trace of temperament, but made him look like a ghost of evil spirits,

Helian Weiwei nodded, naturally reaching out and holding the arm of his arm, his voice clear: "Look at the foot, there are vines."

"Okay." Bai Lijiajue squinted at the corner of his mouth. When he stepped forward, he tried the martial arts in his body forever, and his thin lips brought out a faint smile.

When the two people in the hole passed, they had to bend over. When they were close, Helen Weiwei always felt that the whole person seemed to be taken into the arms by the people behind him.

In particular, his breath still passed behind her ears from time to time, letting her subconsciously shrink her neck.

I don't know if it is the reason why the other's eyes can't be seen. When his hand stretched out from behind, it seemed like nothing to slip through the softness of her chest...

Helen Weiwei felt that this kind of thing was too embarrassing, and had to change his posture silently, directly pulling his fingers, bypassing the surrounding vines, and pulling the weeds away, I saw a man dressed in a squat Sitting in the middle of the cave, the head is slightly drooping. If it is not that he is still talking, it is easy to be treated as a body.

Especially at this time his hair has grown to the position of the waist, and the white hair has covered his eyes: "Is there two people?"

Helen Weiwei did not ask him how he found out that they were two people. After all, he could live in this place for so many years, and there would be no old people, and his body would be strange.

"Why don't you talk?" The old man turned his head and the white hair fluttered.

Helian Weiwei raised his brow: "It just fell, still adapting."

The old man stunned and laughed suddenly: "Poverty is the first time I have seen such an open-minded person, little girl, one of you has been injured? Bloody taste is too heavy."

Helen Weiwei glanced at the arm of Bai Lijiajue: "Well, minor injury."

Going out, she is used to talking half-truth.

The old man didn't care, just said: "Little girl, I want you to help the poor."

The Bailijiajue wrinkled his frown and did not speak.

Helen Weiwei smiled: "That depends on what is busy."

The old man’s laughter is even more savvy: “You’re really interesting about this little girl. Since you feel that poverty is dangerous, don’t help the poor, why do you want to see what is busy.”

"Being with people, vigilance should be there, is to protect themselves, but if you can do what you can, you can help." Helen Weiwei faintly said, but her way of doing things.

The old man was amazed and the wisdom of Helen Weiwei was in the heart. It was not the original, and there was a glimpse of appreciation in the dawn: "If it is you, you should take this bad message out."

"What is the message?" Helen Weiwei picked Liu Mei: "Master, what you let me do is let me take a message for you to go out? But the problem is that we all have their own difficulties, and they can’t go out. I have to say something else."

The old man smiled: "The Moon Valley will open an exit every month on the day of the moon. The time is only one hour. The entrance sets the cycle of nine deaths and one life according to the technique of Fu Xi, and nine of them lead to the Netherland. Only one of them can go smoothly. Entering the valley, you can come in, I believe that you have the ability to go out."

Helian Weiwei: ...

"We just happened to fall in."

The old man shook his head: "It’s not a coincidence, it’s God’s will. When I fell into the valley, the poor used the last spiritual power to make the last prophecy. The prophecy once said that there will be people coming, let It’s just that year after year has passed, and for ten years, it’s infertile, I will take this secret into the land, and both of you will appear.”

Helen Weiwei did not believe this, but she had to find a way to go out and thought: "If I can go out, I must bring the words that the master wants to say."

"You must be able to go out." The old man seemed to be very determined and paused: "Before ten years, the poor did something wrong."

Helen Weiwei listened quietly, not talking.

The voice of the old man is very heavy, revealing a mysterious breath: "I didn't listen to my brother's persuasion, and I entered the world. I predicted that the phoenix woman would get the world. What I didn't expect was that it was such a prophecy, let the barren I am caught in a dilemma."

Phoenix girl? There is always a feeling that Helen Weiwei will hear a secret secret. Behind this secret, it is necessary to involve the feud.

Sure enough, the old man continued to say: "On that day, the elders who shouldn’t have asked the world will find me, so I have to find out who is the Phoenix girl. If they don’t talk about poverty, they will take all At that age, the girls grabbed and killed the light."

"Elders? The elders of the four families?" Helen Weiwei raised his eyebrows: "Are they not guarding the War Dragon Empire?" Her memory told her so.

The singer of the singer stalked the thin lips, hiding in the shadows, and the corners of his mouth brought a touch of ridicule.

The old man had a difficult voice: "That's all on the surface. If it wasn't for the poor, I wouldn't know that they were such people. The poor people thought they wouldn't be so guilty. At the beginning. It was three days and three nights without opening, but during these three days and three nights, they killed no more than thirty girls. There was no way, and poverty could only promise to predict again."

"This time the master found out the Phoenix girl?" Helen Weiwei always felt that things would not be that simple.

The old man stunned: "I found out that it was found out, but I encountered some problems. It was not appropriate for the four elders to be in contact with the poor, so they sent a person."

"Who?" Helen Weiwei has an instinct, the next is the key!