Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

"Running with the wind is freedom, chasing the power of thunder and lightning."

"If I could hold the vast ocean in my heart, even the smallest sail could sail far..."

Wei Ji closed his eyes and followed Qin Youyou's singing, as if he was rising and falling in the ocean and breaking through the waves.

Unconsciously, he entered a mysterious state.

All the mental fatigue was swept away, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed into his body madly.

The meridians are full and the dantian is flowing.

The spiritual energy gathered into big rivers and flowed into the sea.

It was as if a barrier in my mind was broken through, and all the suffering I had experienced before turned into even more powerful mental power.

Wei Ji closed his eyes, and a faint, mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

After Qin Youyou finished singing a song, she stretched.

Comfortable.

Wei Ji also slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he was horrified to find that his strength had unknowingly increased from the middle stage of War Sect to the middle stage of War King!

Isn’t this a dream?

He quickly closed his eyes and looked inward again and again.

The Dantian is filled with spiritual energy, and the capacity of the Dantian has expanded to a hundred times its previous size!

It’s the War King for sure!

He could be promoted to War King, so why didn’t he encounter the thunder tribulation?

Wei Ji was trembling with fear.

In the sky, the old man Tiandao sat up with a start and slapped his head: "Hey, I was so engrossed in the music that I forgot about the thunder tribulation!"

"Forget it, this guy is her uncle, forget it."

Old man Tiandao lay down again.

Wei Ji had never been so panicked in his life.

Why did he become the War King?

Why is there no thunder tribulation?

This completely shattered all his previous cognition. After all, who doesn't climb up step by step and with difficulty when practicing?

He is now soaring into the sky and has even skipped the thunder tribulation. It is really unsettling.

Wei Ji looked at Qin Youyou in fear and almost knelt down: "Sister Batian, you, you..."

He wanted to ask, was that song you just sang to enlighten me? Why did I level up, why didn't I encounter the thunder tribulation?

But I was afraid that asking this would make me look too arrogant and like I was taking advantage of someone.

If you anger the master, you will be doomed.

Qin Youyou blinked in confusion: "Brother Yanhui, what's wrong?"

Wei Ji thought about it for a long time, and swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Finally, he uttered: "Your song is very nice."

Qin Youyou was happy: "That must be because Brother Yanhui knows how to appreciate it."

Her college roommates all said that she had a hoarse voice and was a KTV killer.

Brother Yanhui has good vision!

Wei Ji's heart trembled. As expected, she sang just for him!

If he hadn't listened, he wouldn't have gotten this great opportunity and fortune!

At the same time, his suspicions about Qin Youyou reached a level that could not be higher.

He couldn't imagine what kind of existence the master was who could help him upgrade and overcome the thunder tribulation!

The wolf-pulled sled was running too fast and the wind was too loud, so the other mercenaries were not as lucky as Wei Ji.

They were all on other sleds, and they could only faintly hear Qin Youyou's singing amidst the whistling wind.

Even this little bit was enough to relieve their fatigue without them realizing it.

The direwolves also pricked up their ears. As fourth-level direwolves, their hearing was much sharper than that of human masters. After listening to the song, their bloodlines underwent earth-shaking changes.

Directly upgraded to level five!

The wolves pulling the sled for Qin Youyou and Wei Ji soared to the sixth level because they were close and could hear clearly, and the wolf king rose to the seventh level!

The wolves howled and ran faster and more steadily.

Riding on the same big sled as Qin Youyou was Helan Yinling in the carriage.

She sat in the carriage, unable to recover from the singing for a long time.

At this moment, she felt that her body seemed to be much better.

The coughing stopped.

Strength also surged into his hands.

She was originally leaning weakly in the car, but she was able to sit up straight with the strength of her waist and back.

Although the root of the disease had not been removed and the pain was still tearing at her body, she was already trembling with excitement.

She opened the car curtain and looked at Qin Youyou, tears in her eyes: "Benefactor, please come in and sit down."

Qin Youyou's eyes lit up.

Beauty!

She went in swiftly.

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The carriage wasn't very shaken.

Helan Yinling folded the blood-stained handkerchief.

She smiled sincerely, "My benefactor, I feel much better after hearing you sing."

Qin Youyou smiled and said, "Music does have the power to heal. If you like it, I'll sing another song for you."

Helan Yinling quickly refused: "How dare I trouble you again."

In her opinion, singing such a magical song must be very mentally exhausting, right?

If she makes her benefactor tired, then her sin will be great.

After thinking for a while, she took out the candied fruit she had brought with her from her bosom and handed it to Qin Youyou: "Benefactor, would you like some?"

Qin Youyou didn't bother to be polite with her. She hadn't eaten anything sweet for a long time and was craving it.

"Thank you, it looks delicious."

She took the candied fruit and ate it all with a crunch.

After finishing the meal, I saw a medicine bowl on the small table next to Helan Yinling, with a little bit of medicine residue left at the bottom of the bowl.

Qin Youyou froze.

"I won't eat the preserves you used to deliver the medicine, will I?"

Helan Yinling shook her head and said, "My benefactor, I am penniless. This candied fruit is the only thing I can offer you to express my gratitude. I am very happy that you don't mind."

Qin Youyou's ears turned red.

She really used it to deliver medicine.

She wanted to slap herself twice. You are so greedy. Will the medicine she takes later be so bitter?

But seeing how genuinely happy the girl looked, she felt too embarrassed to actually slap herself.

He laughed awkwardly and changed the subject: "Your health is so poor, why are you rushing on the road in such bad weather?"

Helan Yinling sighed softly.

"To be honest, I'm the youngest daughter of the Helan family. Because I was weak and sickly, I was sent to my hometown to recuperate since I was young, but my health never improved..."

Qin Youyou probably understood.

People with high EQ would say that he was sent to his hometown for treatment, while people with low EQ would say that he was exiled.

"My health was deteriorating, and my parents... suddenly asked me to return and hired a mercenary group to escort me."

Qin Youyou thought that there must be something fishy going on in the Helan family.

Just like when Qin Junan suddenly took her back to the Qin family, he wanted her to be Qin Hanyue's scapegoat.

"So your disease is really incurable?"

"There's little hope. The doctor said I was struck by a cold poison in my childhood. The only way to cure it is to get the nectar of the man-eating cactus."

Ok? ? ?

Qin Youyou was stunned.

"Poet cactus?"

That showy cactus who can recite poems and sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?

The girl's long eyelashes drooped and her voice was soft.

"Yes, but it is a very rare spiritual plant. It only exists in ancient books. Even a five-hundred-year-old man has never seen it."