Maybe it was a dream. The little guy felt that he hadn''t taken two steps yet. The small clouds under his feet were like a conveyor belt, and took the initiative to transport her.


    Seeing her coming, the old lady seemed very excited and couldn''t help bowing deeply to Xiang Xing.


    "Hello, my Lord."


    Her voice was soft and trembling slightly. "First of all, thank you very much for being willing to accept my broken body."


    "... ah, you''re welcome."


    When she bowed, Xiang Xing couldn''t help but be startled. He quickly stretched out his little hand and helped the former master up.


    Then he tilted his little head, blinked at her with watery soft eyes, and asked curiously, "so, what''s the matter with you looking for me, Miss original master?"


    This is the first time that she has been entrusted with a dream by the former master''s sister.


    If it weren''t for something very important or persistent, in the words of ducks and ducks, these plot characters who have gone back to the core of the small world and provided the running energy for the small world should not be able to stay outside and come to meet her.


    Sure enough, listening to her question like this, the old lady paused, finally smiled and nodded.


    "I know that for my existence, which is just a string of data... I am not qualified to ask the masters of your small world for help."


    The master said, pulling the little guy slowly to sit down, sat on two groups of soft clouds just formed, like two small chairs.


    Then, the little guy saw her droop her eyes slightly, and suddenly a dark color was dyed between her pale pink pupils.


    "Originally, like those selected data in other worlds, as long as we have needs, we can make a wish to the host, that is, you. Please take time out of your busy schedule to fulfill our long cherished wish for us."


    "But somehow, when it''s my turn, no matter how many wishes I make, the feedback I get is transmission failure..."


    Speaking of this, the original owner suddenly sighed faintly and hung his head weakly, "I have no choice but to hide in the crack of this space and wait for the opportunity to contact you."


    "Fortunately, somehow, just now, the system that has been monitoring you suddenly entered sleep mode, and I was able to take advantage of this gap to enter your dream."


    With that, the original owner paused.


    Then, suddenly, like summoning up great courage, he suddenly stretched out his hand and held Xiang Xing''s little hand tightly.


    His eyes drooped, but he looked hopeful.


    "So, Lord host, can you help me... Help me get justice? It may not be within the scope of your main purpose, but if you don''t solve this matter, the knot in my heart will torture me crazily all the time. I''m really in pain..."


    Seeing that the air pressure around the original Lord was getting lower and lower, and with her anxiety and worry, there was a faint earthy yellow smoke on the top of her head, representing the unstable breath of the soul.


    Seeing this, Xiang Xing panicked, quickly took out his hand and held her hand.


    "Well... Don''t worry, little sister. You can talk about it first..."


    The little guy frowned slightly, tried to keep his voice low, and soothed her mood gently.


    After a long time, the original owner slowly calmed down and breathed a long sigh of relief.