Go to Qi Hongyuan first, because he has the greatest power and it is best to solve the problem. Let Wang Rulin go, because he is the initiator, and the seer will spoil his mood. As for Wei Weiguo, he was a little minion, and Luo Er didn't plan to take him seriously. After all, she is still in line with her brother's attitude of making big things small.

When Luo'er went to Wang Rulin's place, Li Xiaomeng was also there. Seeing that the commercial giant, who has always been flamboyant and domineering, was actually broken and his feet were wasted, the little beauty who has always been delicate actually jumped up from the bed as if she had a spring. Thanks to her, she still has the strength to escape.

Luo'er didn't let her go, she couldn't. But Luoer stopped it, but let it go again. Although she is very angry, although she is the direct person who slanders Brother Qian, although everything Xu Qian suffered is indispensable to her. But she is more often used, and she doesn't know if Brother Qian hates her or not.

It is estimated that she will not be better in the future, and Luo'er will not bother to dirty her hands. Moreover, she was afraid that Xu Qian would be soft-hearted again, and if she complained again, it would be a loss.

In the night, the black bird fluttered its wings and landed on Luo'er's shoulder, she had just come out of Wang's house, holding the gourd in her hand, and she was spinning boredly.

Moon, very beautiful. Tianhai, it's beautiful. But in two days at most, she will be back. Luo'er always knew that this place was not suitable for her, and the people here were always the same.

Under the moon, the beauty walks alone. A teenager is also a lonely.

In the brass bell, the wind demon was dressed in black and passed by Luo'er. Luo'er drank wine and bumped into him, but he didn't say anything, and he had a good temper. But that bump knocked out a small fluffy thing with white flowers. The creature came out of him with a sneaky head, leaning on his silver-white shoulder, looking curiously at the little black bird on Lor's shoulder.

The bird was fat, small, and had a large round face. It also has two tufts of long fluff on its ears, the same as Xiaobai. But Xiaobai is a beast, it is a bird, Xiaobai is white, and the bird is black.

When Xiaobai looked at it, the bird was also looking at it, with a pair of big eyes that were spinning around, and he was very curious.

In the blink of an eye, Luo'er fell behind, staggering, and didn't know how much she had drunk. By the time Luo'er felt something strange about the little thing on her shoulder, and when she looked ahead, there was only a vague and lonely afterimage in front of her.

He's so lonely......

The stubborn and rebellious aura on his body is so familiar......

Luo'er shook her head, took a sip of wine, and then rode the moonlight alone, and went nowhere.

They should be the same people, and if they meet, there should be some comfort, but the time has not yet come.

The night is getting deeper, the moon is getting brighter, and the light breeze blows from the river, blowing the long silver hair, blowing the black clothes, and blowing the little white on the shoulders.

Shrinking, Xiaobai crawled down with a smoke and got into the big pocket of his clothes. Wind Demon reached out and rubbed its little head, his face calm, his eyes calm. All his emotions were in the dust. He has been gone for a long time, since the day he left the Sichuan capital, he has been to many places, the great desert in the northwest, the Changbai Mountain in the northeast, northern Tibet, western Yunnan, Tangyin......

Just the day before yesterday, he had just returned from overseas, and in just a few days, he had trampled on all those extremely cold places with volcanoes.

Because the distance is too far, the name Ye Fengxie suddenly appears frequently in the membership lists of major airlines. In the past few days, his mobile phone has been ringing, and strange numbers from all over the country have been tirelessly appearing on his mobile phone, so Feng Xie turned off his mobile phone again. It wasn't until just now that he remembered to open his phone to see if they had anything to do with him.

As soon as I turned on my phone, it was another call, but it wasn't from the airline, but it was the Xia Bo.

On the cold riverside, the phone rang for a long time, and Feng Xie looked at the river scene silently and waited for a minute. When the bell stopped, he indifferently flipped through the previous missed calls, text messages or something, and pondered to call Mu Xin to ask for a while.

However, it has only been shut down for a few days, and there are too many missed calls, except for Mu Xin, who has made two calls, and almost all of the remaining nearly 100 calls are from airlines.

Flipping through his phone, a hint of gloom flashed in the corner of his eyes, even if he walked so many places, this trip was still meaningless.

Forget it, let's go back, after all, it's something that can't be found......

Thinking of this, Feng Xie didn't linger any longer, but he had just taken two steps, and the phone that he hadn't had time to put down rang again.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you turn off the phone again?" How many times did you tell you......" On the other end of the phone, it was the familiar voice of Mu Xin, but he was more helpless than anxious.

"Too many calls, I'm fine. Feng Xie replied lightly.

"It's okay, I'll come back if it's okay. Two days ago, someone from the Yu family came, and they sent a thousand-year-old snow lotus seed over. Leng Cen also came back the day before yesterday, and although he didn't find the Styx flower, he found the Weaving Blood Vine in Amazon.

For the rest of the Styx flowers, Old Man Mu has already dispatched all the people who can go out to find them. This is not something you can solve alone, instead of going out to try your luck, you might as well come back and see Ming Ling, she is not in the right mood after seeing those people in the Yu family.

In addition, the production line of the Earthquake Group has been broken for a long time, and if you don't come back, Zhou Zheng is ready to give up this production line. ”

......

"I know, I'm in Tianhai, I'll go back tonight. ”

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xie clicked on his mobile phone and booked a plane ticket. Muxin's news is not bad, but the purpose of the Luo family's visit does not seem to be as simple as sending medicine. In addition, because he did not refine the Essence Pill and Runfu Pill during this time, the product line of Zhentian Group has actually been broken for a while.

Also, the Zhantian Gang has never been there since he left that night, so the group of people they cultivated in advance don't know what happened. said that he would pick someone in half a month, but it was delayed for almost a month.

Thinking of this, the wind demon walked fairly fast, but just as he was about to leave the riverbank and enter the city, a building caught his attention. That building is very high, and it is much more decent than Zhou Zheng's Zhentian Group headquarters.

In the night, the four big characters shine brightly, and together with the surrounding buildings, they create a dazzling river view on the bank of the Tianhai River.

It is the headquarters building of Mufeng Group, and the words on the upper floor are naturally Mufeng Group.

Standing under the building, the wind demon looked at it in a daze for a while, and when the landscape lights on the upper floor began to change, he turned to the other side as if nothing had happened.

Originally, he should have turned around and went straight to the airport, but somehow he still had the opportunity to bump into someone. A beautiful woman who has just gotten off work. She came out of the side door and nearly crashed into the arms of the Wind Demon. Fortunately, the wind demon helped him, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep his balance on high heels.

The woman slowly raised her head, and suddenly took two steps back at the moment when she saw the wind evil.

The face in her memory was repeatedly compared by her, but no matter how many times she recognized it, the person in front of her was the person in her memory.

But how could this be? How could this be a little evil? He was a seventeen-year-old child......

"Little Evil, how did it become like this?!" Le Zhen asked as calmly as he could.

She's always been smart, but until now she couldn't understand what was going on. He is the wind evil, the gentle boy he was a year ago, but why did he suddenly become like this?

Dressed in black, with white hair, his face was pale, and his eyes were dead......

Where is this what a seventeen-year-old boy should look like?

She looked closely, trying to tell whether the flowing white hair was dyed or not, but she couldn't, or didn't want to. If the child wasn't dyed, what happened, what could make a young man what he was?