Fairyland, big problem

"Little-secretary-book! You have to cheer up!"

To eat at the restaurant selected by the little secretary, Wen Jiu specifically reminded that you can only order drinks when you have eaten and filled your stomach.

The little secretary was aggrieved, and obediently agreed.

Unexpectedly, after she drank the two glasses of aperitif fruit wine that came with the meal, she had already started to play like crazy.

"Those... those... hooligans who stared at our young lady!"

"Hey Hey hey--"

Wen Jiu made a cross with his backhand, locking the little secretary's arms and shoulder blades from behind.

This guy is stronger than ever...

"Jewel starfish, help me."

【I was also the last time...】

The red chain synchronizes with the gemstone starfish, Wen Jiu gains additional ability points, and finally locks the little secretary tightly.

Fortunately, I have a long-term mind, a private room for two.

If it is in the hall, I am afraid that it will attract all the people to watch.

"Wen Jiu Wen Jiu! Look at that man, staring at our lady!"

"That's a trash can!"

Fortunately, I only ordered a few dishes when ordering, and said that it was not enough to add more.

Wen Jiu asked the waiter to pack the rest.

"Slash Commander!"

【Uh, shall I serve the food? 】

"It's up to you."

The hands and feet are well-shaped, and the upright Commander Chop is carrying two bags of packing boxes.

Food can't be wasted, pack it and take it to Shuilian Villa, if Mu Fengshuang doesn't eat it, leave it for the little secretary for breakfast.

The taxi went all the way and stopped at the destination.

With the experience from last time, without waiting for the guard to ask what he came for, Wen Jiu directly raised the little secretary's drunk face.

The so-called brush face to enter the community.

Familiar buildings, familiar elevators.

The design of two households and one ladder in Shuilian Villa, after arriving at the corresponding floor, the suite of Mu Fengshuang is on the left, and the suite of the little secretary is on the right, living door to door.

beep

Ringing the doorbell with a weird sound effect, Wen Jiu stood in front of the camera.

The sound of footsteps in the house stopped, and the owner of the house checked the situation outside through the surveillance camera.

Soon, the anti-theft door opened, and Mu Fengshuang, who was dressed casually, knew what was going on from the surveillance screen...

"Miss Mu, I'm sorry, it's a bit early."

"No, I'm sorry."

Wen Jiu originally made an appointment to meet at Shuilian Villa at 20 o'clock in the evening to help Mu Fengshuang with psychological treatment.

Unexpectedly, the little secretary collapsed before the three dishes were served, and it took a lot of time to drag her back, otherwise she would probably have to meet Mu Fengshuang's meal.

"Hey, my little secretary made Mr. Wen bother."

Leaving the little secretary on the recliner by the sofa balcony in the living room, Wen Jiu and Mu Fengshuang faced each other across the teahouse.

"Mr. Wen's way of probing people's hearts is really precise, and I am convinced."

Mu Fengshuang expressed admiration for Wen Jiu's way of seeing through his mind, but at the same time he was deeply afraid.

Reading people's hearts...sometimes is more threatening than direct resort to hard power.

"No, Miss Mu misunderstood."

To explain his ability, Wen Jiu described it as simply perceiving emotions, or only being sensitive to negative emotions, which is far from being able to see through people's hearts casually.

"Miss Mu is thinking too much. If I can see people's hearts directly, there is no need to stay in a small corner of Changle City."

"It's true that Mr. Wen didn't stay in the small corner."

Ridiculous tone. Although Mu Fengshuang didn't know that Wen Jiu was already a holder of hundreds of mission points, he still knew the way out of entering the Strategy Academy.

Closer to home, Wen Jiu turned the topic to Mu Fengshuang.

"I…"

Opening his mouth to ask her about the source of her negative emotions, Wen Jiu soon realized that something was wrong.

The little secretary didn't understand, her parents didn't understand, and the others didn't understand what Mu Fengshuang had in mind, which showed that she was hiding it intentionally.

Right now, Wen Jiu is considered an outsider, at most he has met a few times, an outsider whose personal ability has amazed Mu Fengshuang.

It is a bit unrealistic and disrespectful to directly ask about the secrets in my heart.

At least wait for the negative emotions to dissipate before insinuating and tactful chatting.

"Mr. Wen?"

Wen Jiu's voice stopped at the beginning. Mu Fengshuang heard a prefix, but didn't wait for the continuation, so he asked.

This scene is extremely common between the two parties.

I don't remember how many times, Wen Jiu suspended the topic with complicated eyes and a thoughtful tone, and Mu Fengshuang would call "Mr. Wen" in a questioning tone.

Gradually there is a strange tacit understanding...

"It's just a normal daze."

Wen Jiu smiled slightly, and Mu Fengshuang also smiled back.

The simple doll wrapped in black cloth was released, and the Resentful Shadow Doll looked at the girl in front of her.

【Hi, it's this fancy girl again. 】

"What's fancy but not useful..." Wen Jiu communicated with the elves, "The kind you're talking about has to become a mid-level evil at first, right?"

【Yes, maybe I can take a few big bites. 】

The eyes are elegant, and the beauty in Mu Fengshuang's sight makes the ceiling crystal lamp lose some brilliance.

"This is the heart beast that Mr. Wen returned to her mother's house a few days ago?"

"yes."

The answer was justified, the resentment doll really went home.

start!

Breathe in!

Finish…

Resentful Shadow Doll chewed her cheeks depressed.

[It is indeed the amount of half a potato chip. 】

"How does it compare to last time?"

[Of course it was a large quantity last time, at least one potato chip. 】

"Eh…"

Recalling the first time he saw Mu Fengshuang at the entrance of the Suilian Villa suite, Wen Jiu only felt that the thin lines of black smoke were about the same size.

However, in the face of the evil level, this little bit of negative emotion is insignificant at all.

Wen Jiu was still communicating with Resentment Doll, and Mu Fengshuang's mentality had changed dramatically.

Only he knows her entanglement, unwillingness, and deep obsession.

And this depression really can't be expressed to the outside world, it's just ridiculous.

No cultivation qualifications, want to become an iron cavalry-type dark fighter.

There are many people in the world who have no qualifications but yearn for the Su An family. Only she, the daughter of the Su An family, is a little dazed thinking about this matter.

even…

There is a little corner in my heart that if I can use the power of evil things, there is a way to make the unqualified become the darker.

How could Mu Fengshuang dare to speak out about this evil thought.

Being in a dark family, he has seen a lot.

Throughout the ages, the Sower of Darkness has of course tried to study sorcery, the so-called defeating magic with magic.

But it failed anyway, and it really failed at the root.

If you want to use witchcraft, you have to be driven by evil spirits, and your soul must be evil.

Even if there is a temporary coexistence of humanity and evil, the polluted soul will eventually fall.

The ones who really have something to do with using evil to overcome evil are at most spell-type dark fighters.

Spells such as sealing and voodoo are classified as incantations, and they are still essentially using spiritual energy to fight against evil things, so they are not considered evil methods.

Chaotic obsessions lived in a corner of Mu Fengshuang's heart since childhood, and were firmly suppressed by reason.

Just because of some things I have been exposed to recently, the crooked idea of ​​trying to use magic has sprouted in my heart again.

Every night in the dead of night, there will be constant movement.

Mu Fengshuang was struggling to suppress it, and the human heart was like this, the more he wanted to get rid of certain thoughts, the deeper they took root.

Unable to speak, evil thoughts sprout.

But it fell silent amid the simple tumult of the beasts.

It's just that Mu Fengshuang can't be sure whether the dark buds will grow again...\u003c/div\u003e