Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Youyou threw another deer carcass into the wolf pack and looked back politely: "Brother Yan Hui, what's wrong?"

Wei Ji took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.

Opportunities are something you have to fight for yourself.

He mustered up his courage and spoke out the words he had been preparing for a long time in one breath: "Sister Batian, can you accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Youyou glared.

She also wanted to accept a disciple, but her disciple's farming talent must be above 90 points, otherwise it would not count.

Thinking of this, she held her breath and looked up at Wei Ji.

The number emerged: 22.

Such a dish?

Qin Youyou expressed regret: "Brother Yanhui, I'm sorry, you don't quite meet my criteria for taking me in as a disciple."

Wei Ji thought that he might be rejected, but he never thought that the rejection would come so soon.

He was deeply shocked and swayed: "How could it be?"

Is it possible that he can't even compare to Miss Helan?

After all, he is a war master, oh no, a war king!

Qin Youyou felt a little reluctant to see him in such a dazed state.

Patting him on the back, he said, "We in the Mud Leg Sect have a rule that we only accept disciples with a talent for farming. Your aptitude is a little lacking, so I suggest you seek out a better sect."

Mud-legged Sect? Farming talent?

No, no matter what sect or talent, he only saw that Miss Helan was promoted to a great battle master in just three days!

Wei Ji didn't believe it. Could it be that his talent in farming was not as good as that of a delicate young lady?

Opportunities also have to be created by yourself.

"Sister Batian, I will prove to you that my farming talent is definitely no worse than anyone else's!"

Wei Ji's voice was like a loud bell, shocking Qin Youyou so much that her scalp almost flew off.

She was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

What should I do? It’s so popular and it’s really difficult.

Put all the bamboo rafts into QQ space and disperse the wolf pack.

At Helan Yinling's strong request, Qin Youyou followed them into the city and walked towards Helan's house.

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The Helan family is the largest family in the Far North City.

Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from Helan Xiuyu's forehead. His eyes were bloodshot and there seemed to be flames burning in his pupils.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Madam, where is that loser? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

Zhao Yan's face was also filled with anxiety: "Not yet. Alas, there is a heavy snowstorm on the road. I think it will be delayed."

"What a loser! He couldn't come back at the crucial moment! I've raised her for nothing for all these years!"

Zhao Yan didn't respond and frowned slightly.

Her husband Helan Xiuyu is about to compete for the position of head of the family.

If they cannot win the competition with their eldest brother Helan Xiuchuan this time, their whole family will be sent back to their desolate hometown.

Helan Yinling was the daughter of Helan Xiuyu and a maid. The maid was poisoned to death by her, and Helan Yinling was raised under her name.

That little bitch still thought that she was her biological mother.

Thinking of this, a hint of cruelty flashed across Zhao Yan's face.

The reason why he spared the life of that little bitch was to give her a cold poison and keep her like a chess piece.

Finally, the time has come to use this chess piece.

Now, Helan Xiuyu used banned drugs, trying to forcibly advance from the middle stage of War Sect to War King, but his body was attacked by the banned drugs, as if it was burned by fire.

Only the blood of a close relative who is suffering from cold poison can neutralize the heat poison in his body.

As long as Helan Yinling arrives in time, he will be able to cross this threshold as he wishes and successfully become the War King! Become the head of the Helan family and step on Helan Xiuchuan!

Zhao Yan pushed her son and said, "Lin'er, send someone to find out where your sister is."

"What kind of sister is she?" Helan Qilin muttered, lifted the curtain and went out.

Not long after, he ran back with an excited look on his face.

"She's back, she's back, that little bitch is back!"

"That's great!" Zhao Yan was overjoyed.

Helan Xiuyu also breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with excitement.

That bitch finally worked for once!

"Hurry up and ask her to come in!"

It was the first time that Helan Yinling set foot in this prosperous He family again after being away from the He family for more than ten years.

She was wearing plain clothes and had no hair ornaments on her head.

All kinds of people came and went in the He family, and the maids were all wearing gold and silver jewelry, which made her look even more shabby.

But she was not sad because she was going to see her father and mother.

When they reached the outside of the courtyard, Qin Youyou and Wei Ji stopped.

"It's not convenient for us to go in."

Helan Yinling nodded, looked forward, took a step forward, and felt happy and excited.

Daddy and Mommy sent her to her hometown to recuperate for her health. If they knew that her cold poison was cured, her body recovered, and she was promoted to a great battle master, they would definitely be very happy, right?

She is no longer that good-for-nothing waste. She can practice cultivation and bring honor to the family!

She stepped into the room.

"Dad, mother."

After not seeing each other for more than ten years, she recognized her father and mother at a glance.

They haven't changed at all, they are still the same as I remember.

Helan Yinling knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face: "My daughter misses you."

Zhao Yan took her hand with a smile, her face full of love: "Thank you for your hard work along the way."

Helan Xiuyu endured the severe pain in his body and nodded to her excitedly: "My dear girl, come here."

Only then did Helan Yinling see that her father's forehead was covered with sweat.

The eyeballs are also a scary red.

"Dad, you...what's wrong with you?"

She panicked and hurried over.

Helan Xiuyu swallowed his saliva, the heat and poison burning his internal organs. He couldn't wait any longer: "Quick, stretch your neck over here and save Daddy."

neck?

Helan Yinling was stunned.

The next moment, she was roughly pulled over by Helan Xiuyu.

The biological father whom she missed every day, at this moment, with bloodshot eyes, bit directly at her neck!

"Daddy, what are you doing!" Helan Yinling felt pain and struggled violently.

After three days of practice, her strength increased a lot, and Helan Xiuyu was caught off guard and was broken free by her.

But there was still a tooth mark on the neck that was oozing blood.

Helan Xiuyu was furious: "Bitch, come here!"

Helan Yinling's pupils dilated and her whole body was shaking.

Her eyes were full of disbelief. Daddy, he, what was he calling her?

How could he call her that? She is his biological daughter!

Zhao Yan glared at Helan Xiuyu and coaxed him gently, "Yinling, be good and go to your father."

Helan Yinling didn't move. She looked at her father and mother with her big eyes, and suddenly felt that they were so unfamiliar.

Zhao Yan slowly approached her and said, "My dear daughter, be obedient. Your father is sick and needs a little bit of your blood. Just a little bit will do."

Helan Yinling staggered back two steps.

Is this why they let her come back?

My heart felt like it was lifted up high and then dropped heavily to the ground, shattered into pieces.

But she still longed for the mending of fatherly and motherly love.

"Then... Mother, bring the knife and I'll bleed Daddy."

Zhao Yan shook her head: "The blood you released wouldn't be cold enough. Your father is suffering from a heat poison, and only your blood, which is suffering from a cold poison, can save him."

Helan Yinling's legs felt weak and her face became paler.

How could such a coincidence happen in the world?