After being reborn as a male god, you want to rip off my vest

Chapter 1173 I'm Waiting For The Wind And Waiting For You

If this continues, the entire Jun family's old house will burn down.Once the Jun family's old house burns, it will inevitably lead to a forest fire!

Everyone often says that fire and water are ruthless, and that's the truth.

Chu Yunluo pulled Jun Yeqing's sleeve and asked, "Do you know the contact information of Fenghen?"

Jun Yeqing shook his head.

He may know when Yao Wang will place new spies in the imperial capital, but he will not know the specific address of Fenghen in the imperial capital.

Chu Yunluo slapped his forehead, immediately took out his mobile phone, and logged into QQ to privately chat with Fenghen, the leader of Tiantuan, thousands of times a night.

She no longer cared about the crisis of revealing her identity.

But the profile picture of the other party is gray, and it seems that he is not online.

She asked in the group, and a group of fans were telling that Master Qi had appeared, but they couldn't answer Qi Master's question.

"Qiye, the boss Fenghen comes and goes like the wind, diving all year round."

"Yes, she is very low-key. Only he shows up by himself, and there is no one at all at ordinary times."

Fenghen is the richest reader on Modian Chinese.com who spends the most money, so among the fans who read thousands of times overnight, there are often some women who want to hook up with Fenghen.

It's a pity that the other party refused to reply, and he was notoriously cold.

Chu Yunluo thought for a while, and finally thought of someone.

Chu Yunluo walked out with his mobile phone, looked at the small building that was on fire, and called Xia Lingxi.

It was connected in no time.

Xia Lingxi was a little surprised: "Yunluo? I'm writing a new song, what's wrong?"

Recently, she was frightened by Han Xiyu next door, oh no, Han Xiling.

I have been applying to prepare songs at home, and I don’t even go to the opposite side.

Chu Yunluo immediately said: "I don't know what's wrong with you and Fenghen, but you help me, the burning fire of Jun's house can't be extinguished! Tell Fenghen to come to Jun's villa, hurry up, otherwise it will cause a forest fire !"

If it gets serious at that time, more than half of the entire imperial capital will suffer.

Xia Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then said indifferently: "Okay."

Chu Yunluo breathed a sigh of relief, Xia Lingxi really has Fenghen's contact information?

Xia Lingxi sat in front of the black and white piano, looking dully at the black and white keys.

The transparent curtains outside the balcony are blown by the gentle summer wind, making it seem like a dream and an illusion.

Xia Lingxi's black and straight long hair was gently blown by the wind, and a long and low sigh came out in the quiet apartment.

She lightly placed her jade fingers on the keys, and pressed them lightly.

A series of notes leaked from the fingertips, like a beating elf.

Xia Lingxi's voice was ethereal and seemed to carry a hint of sadness. She was singing.

A song that has never been released to the public, ethereal and pure, and seems to have a trace of pathos that I don't want to mention.

"Time does not stop, and the wind does not stop. No matter when and where you are, the wind will come to me. The god of the wind brings your message. I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you..."

The song is called "Song of the Wind", she did not write it, but she is the only one in this world who can sing it.The only song that can summon the wind god...

One sound and one sentence seems to be calling for the wind.

The wind outside the window seemed to be summoned by something, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

The small white flowers growing on the balcony were blown by the wind and the petals fell off, looking pitiful.

The last key was pressed, and the piano made a low and long roar. Xia Lingxi relaxed her hand, and said to the hall where there was no one except her, "I'll see you downstairs."

Her response was silence.

But she knew that the wind would bring her information.

(End of this chapter)