Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

This sudden success made Yan Wenmo stunned in place for a moment, and she couldn't recover for a long time. Her expression was shocked and stunned, as if she had seen something unbelievable, which was exaggerated to the extreme.

In fact, it was not her fault that her expression was exaggerated, but because she was indeed somewhat shocked. Not to mention anything else, just because the old man said he liked love stories, so she told a love story for almost three days and three nights.

These love stories have legends, biographies, ancient and modern masterpieces, songs and classics. But in the end, this old man actually likes melodramatic romance novels? ! Is that right? ! !

The kind where he loves her, she loves him, he doesn’t love her, she loves him, and he falls in love with her? ! ! Is it just… that’s all it needs to be? ! ! Is it so fantasy? !

However, judging from the old man's smiling expression, he should be quite satisfied.

But, at this moment, she really found it difficult to accept it. After all, she had been talking for three days and three nights before she realized that the client liked melodramatic novels, and her brain was almost squeezed dry in these three days.

"Not bad, not bad. I like listening to this story. You tell it well."

The old man sitting on the boat looked at Yan Wenmo with joy, his eyes full of admiration. Yan Wenmo tried very hard to maintain the smile on his face, but his heart was full of complaints towards the old man.

Yes, you read it right, it was a complaint. Yan Wenmo couldn't help but complain at this moment.

So you always like melodramatic romance novels. If you had told me earlier, I would have already mastered them. Why would I need to rack my brains to search for stories of world famous novels? Do you know how I spent these three days? ! Do you know? ! I was almost going crazy, do you know? !

After hearing the satisfying story, the old man did not hesitate and just waved his hand, and a small boat instantly appeared in front of Yan Wenmo.

Yan Wenmo looked at the wooden boat floating about ten meters on the water with shining eyes. Before he could move, someone took the lead and boarded the boat with a nimble figure.

The first one to rush in was none other than Ouyang Xian. He was seen standing proudly at the bow of the boat, and greeted Xuanyuan Jing who was about to leave with great joy:

"Junior Sister Xuanyuan, stop chopping trees. We have a boat now."

Hearing Ouyang Xian say that there was a boat, Jiang Wenbai, who was chopping trees with a sword, immediately stopped. At this time, Shangguan Zhi, Zhao Wenlong and Xie Xiaofeng, who were resting on the side, stood up together after hearing Ouyang Xian's voice.

When they saw Ouyang Xian standing at the bow of the boat, they picked up their magic weapons without any hesitation and rushed towards the boat.

Almost instantly, several people jumped onto the boat one after another. The originally small boat began to sway because of the addition of several people.

Yan Wenmo rolled his eyes and looked weakly at those people who were not ashamed of occupying someone else's place. He felt hopeless.

Why? ! Why on earth? ! She was the one who did the hard work! She was the one who used the brains! She was the one who came up with the solution! She was the one who got the things, but she didn’t even have a place! ! !

I can’t live like this anymore, I really can’t live like this anymore! Destroy it, destroy it! Really, I’m tired!!

Yan Wenmo raised the oar viciously. She really wanted to smash those shameless people in the face with the oar, but when she thought about what she was going to experience next, she resigned herself to her fate and got on the boat.

As soon as they got on the boat, Yan Wenmo handed a paddle to Ouyang Xian. Ouyang Xian looked at the paddle in his hand in confusion and asked:

"Why give me this?!"

Yan Wenmo said unhappily:

"Rowing"

"What are you rowing for?!"

“How can the boat move without rowing?!”

"Doesn't the boat move on its own?!"

"Why don't you call it and see if it will go away!"

"Ship, follow my command, go"

After saying that, Ouyang Xian was still in high spirits and performed a magic to steer the boat, signaling the boat to move forward, but the boat did not move at all.

Ouyang Xian stamped his feet, and then spoke again:

"Little boat, follow my command, go"

However, the boat continued to remain motionless. This happened several times before Yan Wenmo could no longer bear it. She tried her best to resist the urge to kick Ouyang Xian into Shuiyue Lake, and resignedly picked up the oars and started rowing.

Yan Wenmo felt that she was a big victim. Not only did she have to share the boat she had earned with these idle idiots, but she also had to be their boatman and take them to the other side.

The boat was not big, but there were many people on it. It was a bit strenuous for Yan Wenmo to row the boat alone. Seeing this, Jiang Wenbai simply took one of the oars from her and started rowing like her.

"Junior brother, can you row a boat too?!"

Seeing that Jiang Wenbai could actually row a boat, Ouyang Xian couldn't help but come over and ask with a look of surprise. Before Jiang Wenbai could answer, he heard Yan Wenmo's voice full of resentment and threats:

"Would you shut up, or would I kick you off to feed the fish?!"

Just as Ouyang Xian was about to speak, Zhang Wenlong, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, covered his mouth. Zhang Wenlong looked at him with a warning look, which was extremely threatening. Seeing this, Ouyang Xian got scared and shut up.

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Yan Wenmo began to think about the next countermeasures. She remembered that there was a formation set up in the mansion in the center of Shuiyue Lake. She forgot what kind of formation it was, but she felt very sad anyway. She had to be careful and not get trapped in the formation.

During these three days, Yan Wenmo was busy telling stories to the old man, so naturally he didn't know what Jiang Wenbai and the others had experienced.

It is said that that day, after the few people came back to their senses from the shock of the beautiful scenery, they found that Yan Wenmo was missing.

At first, Jiang Wenbai thought that Yan Wenmo was lost, so he asked Shangguan Zhi and others to help find him. After searching for a while, they found Yan Wenmo telling stories to an old man beside a thatched hut.

Maybe he was thinking about a story, so Yan Wenmo had no time to pay attention to them. When the old man saw them all gathered around him, he simply told them that there was a formation in the Shuiyue Lake, and they could not fly with a sword or force their way through, and the only way to cross the Shuiyue Lake was with a boat.

The old man didn't say he had a boat, so Jiang Wenbai and the others discussed and decided to use the maple tree next to Shuiyue Lake to build a boat. However, the trunk of the maple tree was so hard that even Shangguan Zhi's Youfei sword could not damage it at all.

In desperation, Jiang Wenbai and his colleagues could only take turns to cut down trees, thinking that once the trees were cut down, they could build a boat, and with the boat, they could cross the Shuiyue Lake.

Yan Wenmo told the story for three days and three nights, and they were also busy for three days and three nights. If Yan Wenmo's story had not been exchanged for a boat from the old man, they would probably still be chopping trees by the lake of Shuiyueze? !

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenbai looked at Yan Wenmo, whose face was covered with beads of sweat, and couldn't help but ask:

"Thirteen, how do you know that old man has a boat?!"

Yan Wenmo was about to answer when he heard this, but he saw Ouyang Xian preparing to put his hand into the water of Shuiyue Lake.

It turned out that just now, Ouyang Xian saw that the water of Shuiyue Lake was clear and transparent, so he wanted to use it to wash his hands. However, as soon as he put his hands into the water, he heard Yan Wenmo's frightened and panicked voice trying to stop him:

"Don't put your hands in the water"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ouyang Xian's hand happened to be stained with the water of Shuiyue Lake. He looked at Yan Wenmo in surprise, but before he could ask, he heard a huge splash of water behind him, and then a black shadow that covered the sky and the sun appeared in front of everyone.