The Anarchic Consort (1)

235-237

Chapter 235: Wei Wei's Adventure

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

"For ten years, no one has come to this place. Just as I had resigned myself to be lonely, some people have come in. Can this be fate?"

The light and crisp sound had come from the secluded valley, like a songbird in the morning reciting to the heart, the buddha sounds burst into the ears.

From the top of the cliff to the bottom of the cliff, it must have been over a thousand feet. Even if the person had very strong martial qi, there was no way he could have survived the fall, all his bones would be broken. Besides, there was just mountains on all four sides, and they were extremely dangerous. No one had ever been to the bottom of the cliff.

Who was the person in the cave?

Helian Wei Wei raised her eyebrows.

"Let's go in."

The cool voice reached her ears, it was then that Helian Wei Wei realised that her partner had awoken. His handsome face was stained with blood, underneath his black hair was the white cloth which just covered his eyes. It did not make his lose any of his charm, instead it made him look mysteriously evil.

Helian Wei Wei nodded her hand and reached. She held his arm and said gently: "Look out under your feet, there are vines."

"Okay." Baili Jiajue's lips curved into a slight smile. When he stepped forward, he tried using his martial qi and his smile widened.

In order to get through the entrance to the cave, they had to bend at their waists. When they stood close together, Helian Wei Wei felt like she was being embraced by the person behind her. In particular when she felt his breath on her neck and it made her subconsciously shrink her neck down.

She was not sure if it was because he could not see, but when his hands stretched out from behind, it grazed across her bosom....

Helian Wei Wei felt embarrassed to mention it and adjusted her posture slightly instead. She took his hand and bypassed the surrounding vines. She pulled the weeds away and saw an old man dressed in rags. He was sat in the middle of the cave with his head drooping down. If it hadn't been him who spoke earlier, he could have easily been mistaken as a corpse. His white hair had grown to his waist and covered his eyes: "So there are two people?"

Helian Wei Wei did not ask him how he knew there were two people. After all, to have lived in this place for so many years and not died, there something bizarre about him.

"Why aren't you speaking?" The old man turned his head, his white hair fluttered.

Helian Wei Wei raised her eyebrow: "Just fell down, still adapting."

The old man stopped and smiled suddenly: "This is the first time old monk has met such and open-minded person. Young girl, one of you is injured. The smell of blood is strong."

Helian Wei Wei looked at Baili Jiajue's arm: " No, just a mild injury."

She had learnt to speak half the truth when she was away from home.

The old man took no notice and said: "Young girl, I would like you to help me old monk."

Baili Jiajue frowned but did not speak.

Helian Wei Wei smiled: "That depends on what help you want."

The old man's laugh was profound: " Young girl, you are really interesting. Since you feel that old monk is dangerous and won't help me, why the pretense to see what help I need?"