Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Ling Qingxiao looked at her quietly. Luo Han could only reluctantly put down the tablet, got up and went outside to learn to fly.

At this moment, the sun is slanting to the west, a round of round sun hangs on the cliff, and the golden afterglow is scattered all over the cliff. I don't know if it is because of the special Biyun Secret Realm, the sunset looks very big, as if it is within reach.

When Luo Han stood outside, he suddenly remembered: "I don't have a sword."

The immortals below the spirit immortals all rely on flying magic weapons, and when they reach the spirit immortals, they can walk on their own. Luo Han has no cultivation base now, so he can only rely on magical weapons. Ling Qingxiao took care of her day by day and flew with his sword.

Immortals love beauty, and flying magical instruments are also brilliant and rich, ranging from single-person magical instruments such as lotus and cloud to large-scale magical instruments such as flying boats and pavilions.

In the same way, flying magical instruments is also the most expensive of magical instruments, so there is another mainstream way of flying against the sky in the fairy world, flying with swords.

The flying sword is economical, practical and handsome, and it is very popular among young immortals. Flying with the sword has also become a basic skill in the world of cultivating immortals. But Luo Han is now poor and white, with a huge amount of essence treasures, but he can't realize it, not even the most common fairy sword.

Luo Han almost said, "Wait for us to go out and learn again." When Ling Qingxiao had signed a seal, he summoned his Nine Heavens Sword.

Luo Han was stunned when she saw the Nine Heavens Sword. She quickly said: "I am new to flying with a sword, and I can use an ordinary spirit sword. How can I use your saber?"

"It's okay." Ling Qingxiao said, "Use a better sword to learn faster."

Luo Han could only bite the bullet and walk to the Nine Heavens Sword. As he approached, Luo Han felt a bit of cold air and rushed towards his face.

Luo Han stood in front of the sword and made a difficult situation: "I have no cultivation base, how do I control the sword?"

It is not difficult for her to stand on the sword, but how to make the sword float is difficult.

Ling Qingxiao said: "Cultivation is to turn heaven and earth auras for your own use, so you store auras in your body. But you are different, you can directly mobilize auras, you don't need to practice at all."

To put it bluntly, the cultivation of the fairy clan is to accumulate aura in the body, but Luo Han does not need it, she can directly mobilize the aura. But although there is no need to accumulate, you need to learn how each spell works and practice proficiency.

Luo Han's heart jumped when he heard him say "You are different." She didn't ask Ling Qingxiao what's different about her, and Ling Qingxiao didn't elaborate, just let her feel the aura around her, and then tried to drive these auras.

Luo Han sensed the aura of heaven and earth under the guidance of Ling Qingxiao. After closing her eyes, a map from the top view naturally appeared in her mind, which was the cliff where they were. The difference is that there are no more lines and colors in the map, but all are presented in the form of energy.

Among them, there are dots of light scattered in the sky and the earth, roughly five colors, floating slowly with the airflow. I think these light spots are aura, and the five colors correspond to the five elements.

Luo Han tried to drive the auras, but he didn't expect that these auras would listen to her very much. The light spots would follow wherever she pointed. Luo Han tried to make the Spiritual Qi drag the Nine Heavens Sword to float, but this time it failed.

Ling Qingxiao seemed to be able to hear her voice, and said next to her: "Don't be impetuous, Nine Heavens Sword also has its own mind. You have to use the situation instead of forcing it."

Luo Han tried several more times, and the Nine Heavens Sword could finally float up and down. Luo Han was happy and was immediately full of accomplishment. He didn't expect Ling Qingxiao to immediately say: "Now open your eyes and stand on the sword."

Luo Han was surprised and relaxed, the Nine Heavens Sword suddenly lost control, fell straight to the ground, and stopped steadily when he was only one finger away from the ground.

Luo Han breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to throw your saber."

Ling Qingxiao controlled the downward trend of the Nine Heavens Sword, but instead of adjusting it, he asked Luo Han to come: "Yu Sword must fly steadily. Don't lose control because of distraction. You try to straighten it, and then come back."

What a harsh and ruthless teacher. Luo Han could only control the aura again, and struggled to straighten the sword.

I once looked at Ling Qingxiao Yujian and found it very easy and simple, and it was my turn to know how difficult it is to control such precision. Standing on the sword, Luo Han flew crookedly and stumbled. Ye Zinan squatted on the treetop and watched, feeling frightened all the time.

Although Luo Han couldn't fly steadily, he was able to take off successfully and flew crookedly for a distance of about ten meters. Luo Han was very satisfied with the results. She thought that she would be able to finish work today, but she didn't expect Ling Qingxiao to have any intention of letting people go.

"The height is unstable, and the speed is sometimes fast and slow. When you are a beginner, don't give you too difficult targets on the first day, fly straight for three laps at a constant speed, and you can rest."

When Luo Han heard it, he took a long breath. Ye Zinan suddenly felt a sense of crisis when he heard Ling Qingxiao's words while sitting in the treetop.

As a bird clan in the field of flying, Ling Qingxiao really made him very stressed. He remembered his first flight, successfully lifted into the air within a day and learned to hover, and he was regarded by the elders of the Suzaku tribe as the hope of the family. Ling Qingxiao actually asked a novice cub to fly three times in a straight line and at a constant speed?

Ye Zinan is nervous, he has been playing a bit of waves over the years, neglecting to practice, and he doesn't know much about the young people of the new generation of immortal world. Is Ling Qingxiao such a strong and perverted juvenile dragon an exception, or is it the norm of the dragon clan?

Can't think about it, the more you think about it, the more scary it gets. Ye Zinan looked at this scene and sighed. It was clear that Luohan's performance was considered quite excellent in the eyes of his bird race, but Ling Qingxiao was unmoved, and even not satisfied with it.

Luo Han went round and round on the cliff, the Yujian changed from swaying to basically stable, but it still couldn't meet the requirements of Ling Qingxiao's extreme perfectionism.

The setting sun had already sunk, and a full moon hung behind the cliff. A white-clothed man was standing under the moon in Qinghui. He was in white over snow, and the moonlight shone on him, creating a cold halo. Not far from him was a slender sword. A girl in white clothes was sitting on the sword. She was aggrieved in self-destruction and refused to fly anymore.

Ling Qingxiao said helplessly, "It's been very good for you to do this for the first time."

Luo Han looked at him blankly, but Ling Qingxiao didn't change her face and said, "But it's not enough."

Sitting on the treetop, Ye Zinan gave Luo Han a sympathetic look. He stretched hard, jumped down from the treetop, and said to Luo Han: "I'll go back to sleep first, come on!"

Luo Han watched Ye Zinan swagger to rest, feeling more and more sad. Probably because Luo Han's resentment was too obvious, Ling Qingxiao reluctantly gave in: "Well, you take a break for a while. You will continue after a moment."

Luo Han immediately jumped off the sword and moved his waist and legs, which were so stiff that he almost lost consciousness. She just relaxed her legs, and before she could sit down and rest for a while, she heard Ling Qingxiao say: "The time is up."

Luo Han stared at Ling Qingxiao blankly. Is this person's heart stoned? How could he treat a weak girl like this?

Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han calmly: "It takes an average of a quarter of an hour for you to fly a round. With your current stability, you can only fly twice to pass once. You start practicing now, and after six rounds, you can meet four hours of sleep. . Otherwise, you have to reduce your sleep time."

Luo Han was dizzy by these cold numbers. Ling Qingxiao is really a machine.

When Luo Han was standing on Feijian on the next day, he had completely lost his spirit. They are going to the far north today, and they are separated by more than half of the secret realm. They spent a whole day, and they had just entered the far north and got the first crane orchid.

The remaining one can only wait for tomorrow. The wind in the extreme north was dry and cold, and there was white snow everywhere in the eye. Fortunately, Xiuxianjie's clothes all have thermal insulation formations. Luo Han wore a thin single skirt and did not feel cold.

There are many unknown dangers in the ice and snow, and the three of them find a place to rest early. At the moment Ling Qingxiao was not there, Ye Zinan moved to Luo Han and asked: "How many times did you practice after I left yesterday?"

Luo Han grinned and said, "Eight times."

Ye Zinan showed an expression that couldn't bear to look directly. He looked at Luo Han sympathetically: "It's too miserable."

Luo Han didn't want to continue this topic, and she felt a pain in her heart. Ling Qingxiao is still busy now, and hasn't freed her hands. After a while, the devil will carry her out for training.

Ye Zinan sighed for a while, and asked curiously: "What is the relationship between you and him? He is so cold, but he is very dedicated to you."

The immortals are alienated, and unless they are close, they will not inquire into each other's private affairs. Although Ye Zinan heard the news that the two children of Ling's concubine were replaced, and watched a scene of brothers fighting at the door of the secret realm, Ye Zinan didn't ask the inside story after coming in.

But the affairs of Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao really made Ye Zinan curious. The two people have different surnames and are not relatives. Judging from Luo Han's address to Yunmenghan, they don't look like senior brothers and sisters. That's interesting, what is the relationship between Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao?

Luo Han looked at the white snowfield outside, and whispered: "Everyone has different temperaments. Some people say things first and then do things, some people just don't say things. Some people yell to others when they pay a little bit, and some people, I never say, but I remember everything silently."

The hero Ling Chongyu is the former, and Ling Qingxiao is the latter. It is a pity that the crying children have milk to eat, the talking people are popular in the group, and the silent people will not be remembered in the end.

Ye Zinan felt thoughtful when he heard these words, and he always felt that Luo Han meant something. Luo Han did not go on, but said: "He looks far and cold, but in fact he is patient and responsible. Sometimes he just mentions it casually, and he remembers it. He is not as unattainable and unfeeling as the rumors are. Temperament."

Ye Zinan heard the tusk: "Hey, are you saying good things for him like that?"

Luo Han ignored Ye Zinan's ridicule. Luo Han said so much just now, but he didn't actually answer Ye Zinan's question. Ye Zinan didn't know whether he found it or forgot, so he didn't ask what is the relationship between Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao.

After this conversation, the distance between Ye Zinan and Luo Han was much closer, and Luo Han finally remembered to get to know his teammates: "How old are you this year?"

The age in the fairy world is a kind of qualifications, and asking about age is as common as asking about names. Ye Zinan didn't take it to heart, and said casually: "One hundred thousand eight."

Luo Han was startled when he heard Wei Wei: "...age?"

Ye Zinan also felt inexplicable: "Yes. How about you?"

Luo Han paused, and said after a moment: "Eighteen."

Ye Zinan waited for a while, staring in surprise: "...just eighteen?"

"Correct."

Both of them were frightened, Luo Han was unbelievable, and asked: "You are all one hundred thousand years old, and Ling Qingxiao is only one thousand. Why can't you beat him?"

"How do you say it!" Ye Zinan, the elder, listened uncomfortably. "We bird clan are not good at fighting. Besides, how come I am getting old, I am still a flower in the Suzaku clan at my age."

After the two attacked each other, both felt a little bit injured. Ye Zinan refused to accept it. He wanted to say it again. Suddenly he heard a cold voice from outside: "Luo Han."

With this familiar voice, this familiar tone, Luo Han immediately showed an expression of lovelessness. Ye Zinan now heard Ling Qingxiao shouting "Luo Han" and her scalp numb. He moved away silently and gave Luo Han an encouraging gesture: "You work hard, I will go to bed first."

Luo Han saw that it was inevitable and could only walk out sadly. In fact, her dream is just to be an ordinary person, lying on the real estate and collecting rent. Why is she forced to study after she has gone through it?