Fairyland, Big Problem

"Miss, Young Master Wen and I will retire first."

After chatting until late at night, the place where the eldest daughter of Huang Hua could not stay for men, Wen Jiu followed Yuan Yue down the small building.

"Yuanyue, is there anything you want?"

Now that he arrived at Linglong Ancient Town, Wen Jiu planned to continue his dream mission.

The Feipengguan Battle is over, and the Dream Points are 57.

Among the twelve red ribbons, the four dreams have been completed.

The coffin that Xuanyue wants... is nowhere in sight;

Shuangyue's favorite rouge gouache online shopping will be delivered to the collection point in Hulu City, and Wenjiu can pick it up tomorrow.

The remaining six girls, even if each Xie Sha supports the lowest 10 points, it will be enough for the next lottery.

You can start with the mild-mannered January moon.

"I..." Yuan Yue pondered a little, "My dream is for the young lady to be happy."

This answer was a response to Wen Jiu's question, and the stone sculpture of the God of Dreams glowed faintly.

White clouds materialize.

Wen Jiu, who had just walked down the last step, opened his mouth wide.

In the image of the dream, the red wedding dress is holding a man's hand and is worshipping the heaven and the earth. As a dowry maid, Yuan Yue stands respectfully on the side, with a very satisfied and happy expression.

Perhaps the happiness of slaves and servants is like this. When a young lady marries a good husband, it is also equivalent to marrying a good son.

But this dream mission.

Isn't it synchronized with the red wedding dress?

"Master Wen, what's wrong?"

Just as she was about to step out of the courtyard, Yuan Yue noticed that Wen Jiu was not following.

"Young Master Wen, you're not married yet. You can't spend the night with Miss."

"No, it's just that I'm surprised that you don't have the desire to be independent of your own?"

"I am, I am the evil spirit that Miss first created."

The red wedding dress was born in the ruins of Linglong Ancient Town. First, she walked aimlessly and regained her consciousness.

To the north and east, he saw his appearance at Feipengguan, and was wounded and released by the commander of Feipeng.

It was only after returning to Linglong Ancient Town that the twelve red silk began to be derived.

Yuan Yue, representing January, spent the longest time with the red wedding dress. There were no other sisters at that time, and it had the deepest insight into the loneliness and desire of her own young lady.

"The best candidate is Young Master Wen." Yuan Yue leaned closer to Wen Jiu's ear, "If it was Young Master Wen, I would be very happy to serve him."

"Hey, don't, don't, stop first, the contrast is too big, she is obviously a girl with a heart, and suddenly..."

"Suddenly hot?"

Yuan Yue left a shy and deep look in her eyes and flashed out the door.

When Wen Jiu walked out of the courtyard, he stood dignified in the front row as if nothing had happened.

"Let's send Young Master Wen to rest."

"Wait first." Wen Jiu cleared his throat, "I want to ask everyone's wishes."

There were ten of Twelve Hongling present, and they took this opportunity to ask in one breath.

Among them, the game console of the twelfth lunar month, the happy water of the winter moon, the plush bear of the dewyue, and the combat armor of the Heyue are completed.

"Shuangyue, the rouge gouache has arrived at the storage point. I'll bring it for you tomorrow."

"You don't have to worry about Young Master Lauwen."

Don't be in a hurry, Shuangyue's eyes are very excited, obviously looking forward to it.

I really have to go to Hulu Market tomorrow, or find a place with no problem with the signal to contact Mu Shenzhou.

Ask Feipeng Commander about the tomb of the clothes, and items such as war knives and helmets should be returned to their original places.

Then, the ten records produced by Feipengguan were almost full of "memory", so I simply submitted them.

The special investigation team will keep the secrets of the free investigators. Wen Jiu has made such a great contribution, and there is no reason to be made difficult.

"Me! Young Master Wen, can I say it?"

The one beckoning is the laurel moon, which corresponds to the month of August.

It lived between Shuangyue and Xuanyue, and it happened to be absent a few days ago and was skipped by Wen Jiu.

When I came back, I heard that my neighbors and sisters had all entrusted their wishes.

Today just happened to be smooth sailing...

"Tell me, I will try my best to fulfill everyone's wishes."

Wen Jiu was generous in his mouth, and begged wildly in his heart:

It doesn't matter if the score is low, simple, simple, just want a potato chip or something!

"I... I want a spiritual equipment."

"Um?"

Wen Jiu almost thought it was quite different, but after a few recollections, he can actually figure it out.

What Gui Yue wanted was a 'turbid device', but evil objects rarely had superb forging techniques, so they had to be obtained from humans, which of course corresponded to spiritual equipment.

With the equipment of the spiritual system in hand, slowly adjust the internal surgical circuit, infiltrating it with the spiritual energy of the evil system, and it becomes a 'turbid device'.

The example in front of him is the sword of the commander Feipeng. The commander was rewarded by the court during his lifetime, and after his death, he adjusted his spiritual equipment to a 'turbid weapon'.

Seeing Wen Jiu pondering, Gui Yue thought anxiously, "If it doesn't work... it doesn't matter, I'm joking."

"Okay, no problem, I want to know the requirements of Gui Yue for spiritual equipment."

In fact, the image of the dream has been revealed, which made Wen Jiu a little surprised.

That's... a machete.

If a few golden rings are added to the back of the knife, it is the same classic weapon as Feipeng generals.

Commander Feipeng's sword does not have a golden ring, which is much finer and more powerful than Gui Yue's dream image, and it is difficult to reproduce.

"Master Wen, I have the blueprint."

"Okay, I'll see you later."

To say the image of Gui Yue's dream, it is not as simple as the "potato chips" that Wen Jiu prayed, but it is not difficult. I asked the little secretary to customize it.

I can't get it in a short time. When the finished product comes out, the sweet dream points will always be higher than the potato chips.

"Thank you sir."

Gui Yuetian smiled and gave a high five with Shuangyue beside her.

So far, Wen Jiu knew the seven girls who played from June to December.

The image of the sweet dreams of the month of the month... don't ask any more.

There are also apricot moon corresponding to February and peach moon corresponding to March.

"Sister Xingyue, come first."

"what…"

Being pushed out one step ahead, Xingyue was embarrassed, and gave Taoyue a sullen look.

"Master Wen, I...I...I want to read romance novels..."

"Huh!!!"

Wen Jiu only felt hot tears almost welling up in his eyes.

What is a girl's heart!

This is the heart of a girl!

Luyue's big hug bear, Xingyue's romance novels, what a girl.

Look at the other girls, what machetes, combat armor, and even... coffins.

The contrast is stark.

Not only the girl's heart is full, but also go to the Hulu City bookstore, or buy a tablet to download and bring it back easily.

"Xingyue..." Wen Jiu was greatly moved.

"What's up?"

"Love you so much."

"what--"

The red line on the little finger suddenly tightened, and Wen Jiu quickly changed his mouth, "cough, I mean you are too cute."

"Like This."

Momoyue was the only one who didn't know the image of Meimeng~www.NovelMTL.com~ I, like Sister Xingyue, like to read books. "

Taoyue's remarks were unanimously ridiculed by the sisters, saying that it was charming and naughty, where did the elegance come from.

Taoyue Shen walked out of the crowd mysteriously, and the little fox beckoned.

"Master Wen, I'll tell you secretly what I like to watch."

"Well, you said."

Don't dare to think carefully about the other party, in Wen Jiu's eyes, it's all sweet dream points, and there's nothing to make fun of.

Taoyue was cautious, and even opened a sound insulation barrier before whispering in Wen Jiu's ear.

"Master Wen, do you know Fangfang Club?"

"Nani?!?!"

"Hehe, Young Master Wen is his own..."