Fairyland, Big Problem

[Uuuu, principal, uuuuu—]

Early in the morning, the crying mask lay on Wen Jiu’s chest, tears streaming down his face.

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

[No, the time is up, I’ll call you on your way. 】

“What a mess.”

Wen Jiu stretched. Yesterday, he was seriously exhausted and slept in darkness.

After all, it’s not an environment that I am familiar with, so I simply called out the crying mask to help me stay overnight, sleep soundly, and provide a wake-up service when the time arrives the next day.

Who knows that this ghost is a little guy… The wake-up service is like a funeral.

“It’s hard work, go back to the paradise.”

[Uh… um. 】

A text prompt box pops up:

Dream Points +41.

“Ha?!” Wen Jiu almost suspected that he was still dreaming, “Where did you get the sweet dream points?”

The only task that I can think of in the near future is the old Patriarch of the Mu family. Obviously, it was a long time until the banquet was over yesterday, and the task was not completed after Mu Fengshuang left.

Could it be that the old man had a deep sense of enlightenment after a good night’s sleep?

It sounds unrealistic, and Wen Jiu has no place to verify it.

After all, it was a good result. The old family owner’s Sweet Dreams points were 8 points higher than Lin Zhengyi’s, and he could exchange them for the Feather of the New Moon if he collected them another day.

It is equivalent to Wen Jiu consuming 9 Dream Points to complete the task, and the reward in reality is doubled, 120,000 b.

What’s more important is to connect with the network of Mu Fengshuang.

Let’s focus on it, connect with Mu Fengshuang, not the Mu family.

Wen Jiu has a flat boat, and for the time being, he doesn’t want to be tied behind a big boat and sail across the ocean.

When the big waves hit, the Mu family was steady, and the boat behind them capsized.

Hanhan’s doorbell came from outside.

“Wen Jiu, get up and go home!”

The little secretary outside the door had short hair and a neat look, and with the strength of the star in his hand, no one would underestimate the young assistant of the Mu family.

“I can finally go back, I’m so tired.”

“Hahaha, I’ll invite you to drink next time.”

“Everyone said I stopped drinking.”

Dashing and walking downstairs, before turning the corner, the little secretary suddenly became serious, with a condensed temperament.

The reason is obvious. There are Mu Fengshuang and others outside, so she doesn’t dare to make trouble.

“Mr. Wen, thank you for your hard work.”

“It’s not hard, I didn’t do anything the whole time.”

After being stunned for a while, Mu Fengshuang understood and knew that he was maintaining his status as an outsider.

“Then welcome Mr. Wen to our house.”

“Too polite.”

“Come here often when you have time.”

The words turned into normal greetings, and Mu Fengshuang didn’t start the core topic until he got into the car and the little secretary started the engine and drove away from Mu’s house.

“Mr. Wen, you guessed too accurately.”

“Actually, I only feel that the old master’s heart is restrained, and then it is all up to you to analyze it yourself.”

“Then there must be first-hand guidance.”

Wen Jiu didn’t want to receive exaggerated compliments, so he turned the topic away.

“Miss Mu’s company is in Tianma City, why did you come back to Changle City with me before school started?”

“I will study at Changle University for the next four years, so I opened a branch in Changle City.”

Too Versailles…

Because I want to go to university in XX, I opened the company.

And rightly so.

“Mr. Wen.” Mu Fengshuang bit her plump lips lightly, “Guess what I’m thinking?”

The car drove into the tunnel, and the slight wind and engine sound made the interior of the car extremely quiet.

“I can’t read people’s hearts. At most, I can guess innocent thoughts and so on.”

“Change the question, can Mr. Wen see my most sincere dream?”

Feeling the gaze, Wen Jiu looked up at the rearview mirror, and the little secretary was also looking here.

When we were drinking in the guest room, the young secretary mentioned the dream of a young lady, but he only said that it was not easy, not easy to achieve, and that he was not reconciled if he didn’t do it.

Now that Mu Fengshuang brings up this topic by chance, the little secretary pays special attention.

“Well… I’ll try to analyze it.”

There was still 9 points left, and he could get another new moon feather. Wen Jiu agreed with the idea of ​​scoring points.

The white mist materialized.

The space inside the car is small. Fortunately, the image of Sweet Dreams is a bit of a perspective to Wen Jiu.

For example, now, blocked by the car body, a large part of the image of the dream is outside the car, which can still be seen clearly.

Of course, this kind of perspective is only limited to the situation where the target is in front of you and the image of the dream penetrates beyond the barrier. Wen Jiu does not have the usual perspective ability.

The horse’s hooves are on the ground, and the mane is flying.

The Divine Horse was covered with a full set of chain armor, and the knight on his back was also surrounded by armor.

The character’s special attack value has broken through to 5, and Wen Jiu can roughly see some details without resorting to the feathers of the new moon.

The knight’s armor is quite magical, the difference is that the helmet that wraps the whole face is engraved with mysterious surgical symbols, and the weapon in his hand is more inclined to a long-handled machete like a saber rather than a knight’s spear and a sharp stabbing sword.

Kind of hard to judge.

Isn’t this mighty general an anime character like Kamen Rider?

Make Mu Fengshuang fascinated?

“Miss Mu, do you like animation or manga?”

“The little secretary likes it, but I’m not interested.”

Exclude an incorrect option.

Thinking about it, how could Mu Fengshuang’s small body stand up to the full-encircling armor? Even if she became a Dark Slayer, her style was too far from that of the Hussar General.

Having said that, even if someone wants to become a dark-slayer of the heavy armored knight type, with the resources of the Mu family, they need financial resources, guidance and guidance, and their family members are enlightened. It is not a difficult dream.

Is it a secret promise?

Well, little girl, especially a famous girl and a hero, who has not yet had a sweet dream of marrying an unparalleled hero~www.mtlnovel.com~ is reasonable.

“Miss Mu, does your dream have a lot to do with your life choices?”

“Hee hee.” Mu Fengshuang laughed out loud, “Mr. Wen can calmly analyze all kinds of problems, how could he be clumsy to me? Can you call this a problem?”

Wen Jiu knew that he was wrong. People said it was the most sincere dream. Of course, it has a great relationship with life choices.

“So, what about Fengyue?”

“what?”

“Miss Mu’s dream is related to Fengyue and marriage.”

“Fengyue…Marriage…”

The transparent eyes were slightly blurred, but Mu Fengshuang didn’t make a decision.

“Mr. Wen continued.”

There is a play.

Wen Jiu sighed and guessed the right direction, at least not like guessing the character of the knight in the anime, and was directly pinched off.

“Ms. Mu’s ideal husband is a mighty general who rides a steed, holds a domineering sword, and has a delicate mind, who will lead Miss Mu to the palace of happiness.”

quiet…

Wen Jiu and Mu Fengshuang looked at each other and always felt they were going to suffer.

I don’t know what went wrong. Anyway, I’m going to overturn the car.

Inexplicable, even if he didn’t guess right, he should be laughed at by the other party, but the only thing that came back was silence…

A girl’s silence is the most terrifying.

“Mr. Wen, we’re here.”

“Oh oh.”

I don’t know when the street became familiar, and it was near the alley outside Jiang Langcai’s courtyard.

“I’m not going to send Mr.

“Well, Miss Mu is very polite.”

Until she closed the car door and stood by the roadside, Wen Jiu still didn’t understand what was going on.

Turning her eyes for help to the little secretary, she just shook her head violently, the fat on Baozi’s face slammed on the shore, and drove away in the car…