Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

In the picture, Qin Youyou is still dressed in men's clothes, exactly the same as she looks now.

In spring, she helped the lame man plant rice seedlings; in summer, she helped the little girl pick water chestnuts; in autumn, she helped the old lady harvest rice; in winter, she helped the old man pull radishes.

Either you are helping others, or you are on the way to helping others.

The scorching sun made her face red, and her face was filled with a smile of harvest, like a glorious working people.

"Thank you, young man." Everyone thanked her.

In the picture, she puffed out her chest and said: "Human life is limited, but serving the people is unlimited. I want to devote my limited life to unlimited service to the people."

The picture is frozen, brilliant and glorious.

The laughter of the crowd turned into silence.

They looked at the young man in the mirror, who was facing the earth with his back to the sky, but with a proud look on his face, and were all shocked.

"Fuck, there are such helpful people in the world."

"Great benefactor, Mu Feigun."

"Our subconscious minds are all awful, but hers is so brilliant it blinds me!"

"Have you all forgotten that it was such a noble man who led us through the trials?"

Qin Youyou was stunned by everyone's praise.

Is the person in the picture her?

Or is her subconscious really so noble?

That's not right. In her dreams at night, she was clearly lying in a house made of gold, drooling over gold coins.

She deeply suspected that this spirit-detecting mirror was a fake.

The spirit-detecting mirror blinked its big, cherubic eyes, pouted its mouth, and whistled. It knew nothing, it knew nothing.

It glanced at Qin Youyou cautiously, and seeing that she was still in shock, it quickly announced the result: "Ahem, Mu Feigun, low-grade spiritual root, helpful, peace-loving, Holy Light Knight!"

Qin Youyou's pupils dilated slightly, and she almost thought she had heard it wrong.

What?

Holy Light Knight Department?

She felt sick when she heard the word "holy light". This broken mirror actually assigned her to the Holy Light Knight Department?

The people around were also shocked.

"It's actually the Holy Light Knight Department!"

"For graduates of this department who wish to join the Holy Light Temple, all it takes is a simple word!"

"But it's also very difficult to graduate from this department. Many people study for hundreds or thousands of years and still can't graduate."

Shentuna was also shocked.

How many years has it been since the Holy Light Knight Department accepted any new students?

Because of the small number of students, the Holy Light Knight Department does not have divided classes. There is only one class with only thirty people, and the average age of the students is three thousand years old.

The Spirit Mirror has not sent anyone to the Holy Light Knight Department for eighty consecutive years.

Moreover, the Holy Light Knight Department has not had a student graduate in the past eight hundred years. Many who couldn't make it have simply dropped out of school and were too embarrassed to tell others that they were from Dragon Ridge Academy.

Mu Feigun has such poor talent and was assigned to the Holy Light Knight Department. Doesn't that mean he will never graduate?

Looking at the reserve stubborn person in front of her, Shentuna felt a headache.

It just so happened that Mu Feigun was the school director. It was agreed at the beginning that she had poor talent and would be given special treatment and the best teachers.

But she was assigned to the Holy Light Knight Department...

Shentuna could already imagine how the teachers in the academy would scream and howl in agony because of her torture.

Qin Youyou didn't have an accurate idea of ​​her situation.

Forget it, let’s just stick with the Holy Light Knight system!

It’s better than the Hehuan system, right?

She stood aside to make room for Ying Linlin.

"Linlin, come on, it's not that scary."

Ying Linlin swallowed, mustered up her courage, and stood by the mirror.

He was shaking with nervousness.

He was not sure whether this mirror could see through his blood. If his true self in his subconscious mind was revealed in the mirror, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause!

But he still wants to give it a try!

"Hahaha, you're nervous, don't be afraid, it's just a small..."

Ying Linlin's alarm bells rang loudly, and her pupils dilated. It said it! This mirror is going to speak out!

His heart was beating like a drum, his knees were slightly bent, and he started to run!

The young man next to him suddenly interrupted, "Hey, Mirror! Watch your words! Don't make up nonsense for my brother!"

Qin Youyou expressed her doubts about the quality of this mirror.

If it can make up stories for her, it can also make up stories for others.

The sound of the spirit mirror suddenly stopped.

It shuddered on the spot and made two thudding sounds.

"Oh haha, he's your brother."

"I know, I know. I'm telling the truth and I'm not making it up!"

Ying Linlin inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

Is the tone of this mirror a bit flattering?

Wait, it says it never makes things up?

Ying Linlin felt as if she was falling into an ice cellar. It's over, Brother Feigun, you are going to kill me!

It would be fine if it really made up a story, but if it didn't and exposed my true identity, then today would be the day I, Ying Linlin, die!

He turned around and ran!

But it was too late, the mirror had already reflected the subconscious in his mind.

A cute little boy eating fish and shrimp.

There are already eighteen bowls stacked next to it.

"Daddy, another bowl!"

He handed the empty bowl away, raised his round face, and took another bowl.

The picture fades.

On the mirror, the Spirit Mirror's eyes were wandering around and it was whistling with its lips pouting.

"Just like that?" Everyone was stunned.

Why are others’ so shameful, but Ying Linlin’s is so simple?

Although he ate eighteen bowls, which was indeed a bit too much, compared with everyone else's shameful level, his was nothing.

Ying Linlin also stopped and looked at the disappearing image in the mirror in surprise.

That's not right, this scene... does exist in his memory.

But at that time, he had not yet transformed, and was still a small beast...

This mirror...it's lying!

But for some reason, it did not reveal his identity. Instead, it fabricated a picture and helped him hide it from everyone.

Ying Linlin was shocked and confused, and her eyes fell on Qin Youyou.

Could it be that Brother Feigun’s threat worked?

He shook his head repeatedly. Brother Feigun only had low-grade spiritual roots and was only at the early stage of combat. How could he threaten the Spirit Mirror?

He stood in front of the mirror again, looking at his dantian, which reflected the pure and rich green spiritual root.

Haha, you are lying.

It is true that he has spiritual roots, but his spiritual roots are very different from those of ordinary people.

The heart becomes peaceful.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he was sure that this spirit-detecting mirror would not reveal any of his secrets.

It is friendly.

The Spirit Mirror announced: "Ying Linlin, a food lover, top-grade spiritual roots, and a Devouring Daoist magician!"

The whole audience was shocked.

"Hiss, the Devouring Dao Fa Department! Another department that hasn't had any new students for years!"

"The difficulty of cultivating this system is second only to the Holy Light Knight system!"

"I heard that the last graduate practiced in this department for a full eighty-eight years."

After hearing the announcement from the Spirit Mirror, Ying Linlin opened her eyes wide in disbelief and trembled all over.

The Devouring Dao Magic Department is exactly the department he wants to enter the most, and it is also the department that suits him perfectly!

He came to Longji College, concealing his bloodline identity, and thought that he would only be assigned to an ordinary department. However, he did not expect that without revealing his identity, his dream would come true!

He deeply suspected that this mirror had given him a back door. How could it be so smooth?