Floating Dreams of Common People

The red lips were slightly parted, and the sound like silver bells echoed back on the high Wangfeng Cliff. "Ling Yun." "Huh?" "Do you know why I like coming here?" "Why?" "Because I'm waiting for the wind to come." "Waiting for the wind?" "Because if the wind comes, the turbid evil spirit between heaven and earth will be blown away, and everything will return to its original state. A long time ago, the most beautiful scenery in the world could be seen on Wangfeng Cliff, but now, the most sad mountains and rivers can be seen on it." "If you think so, then the wind will definitely come." Ling Yun looked at the slender figure in front of him, feeling a little stinging in his heart, as if he had been pricked by something. He was thinking that if she wanted to wait for the wind, then he would become the wind and blow away all the evil energy between heaven and earth, giving her a piece of clear water and blue sky.