Chapter 353 The saint is my wife, so Im not sleepy anymore
Luo Sheng felt that a small part of the spiritual jade in his brain fell off, revealing a large amount of platinum color.
There is only a little skin left on the gold part.
And it exudes an unparalleled powerful aura, and the spiritual power leaks out like a waterfall, unstoppable.
Luo Sheng controlled his mental power to peek into everything in the villa.
Even if a tiny mosquito flies by, Luo Sheng can feel it clearly.
At this moment, Xu Yourong had broken through to the gold level and was taking a bath.
Luo Sheng knew exactly what posture she was in, and even vaguely saw Xu Yourong's second spirit jade exuding a dull silver luster.
The other one is gold in color.
It seems that she is a gold-level and silver-level card master at the same time.
At this time, Xu Yourong suddenly raised his head and looked around. Apparently Luo Sheng's spying just now was discovered by her.
"She is too keen. Sure enough, a card master with two spiritual jade is much more sensitive than anyone else. No wonder she can become an assassin."
Luo Sheng was thoughtful and withdrew his mental power.
Then he glanced to the other side. At this time, Xu Xiaoqin broke through to Silver Star 2 and was lying on the sofa, watching TV.
This girl can only be described as "lazy"!
Luo Sheng shook his head helplessly.
He then summoned Dongfang Muqing.
A beautiful figure.
Dongfang Muqing appeared in front of Luo Sheng, wearing a turquoise Liuxian skirt, gauze and mist, a pale white undershirt on the chest, and pale pink lips.
After becoming a saint, Dongfang Muqing's temperament also became somewhat different, becoming more and more like a fairy, with a faint fairy spirit.
"Luo Sheng, hee hee..."
Dongfang Muqing suddenly laughed.
But after she laughed for a while, she started talking again, "A bad guy summoned me now, huh, just spoil Sister Bai."
Luo Sheng was really speechless, "Why do you change your face so quickly?"
"I change my face? Humph, I don't know how to change my face. Do you think I have 'honesty' written on my face?"
"Then why are you angry?"
"I'm dissatisfied. You promised me before that you would summon me every time you come back. Now, only the last time you asked me to take care of the little vixen, you also summoned me and used me as a tool. Hehe
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Dongfang Muqing said very dissatisfied.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, crossing his legs, crossing his arms and huffing.
Especially the little hair on top of her head, which shakes like jelly when she shakes her head, looks very cute.
Especially the delicate face, a few strands of blue hair, and the white and tender little feet that are constantly swaying.
Luo Sheng rubbed her head.
There is a faint lingering fragrance in your hands, which is the fragrance of sycamore flowers. The smell is very special, fresh and elegant, and it makes people have endless aftertaste.
Although Dongfang Muqing was depressed, she still enjoyed Luo Sheng's touch, and her whole body felt numb.
Luo Sheng changed the subject and said, "By the way, how about you becoming a saint?"
"Hmm... If you say yes, it's good. If you say no, you don't seem to be free." Dongfang Muqing began to think thoughtfully, and then looked at Luo Sheng, puzzled: "How did you find the holy relic?
of?"
Luo Sheng said truthfully: "I fused it myself."
He had previously reorganized and fused a large number of cards, continuously strengthened them, and finally obtained a silver-level Qingluan bracelet.
Dongfang Muqing looked at Luo Sheng with confusion and surprise, "Can this holy relic be fused?"
Obviously her outlook was shocked.
After all, he is also the treasure of the Qingluan clan, and he was taken out by Luo Sheng casually.
Dongfang Muqing had some doubts, was Luo Sheng the Creator?
Luo Sheng pinched her little face, which was tender and delicate, and then said: "I also hope that I am the creator, but unfortunately I am not. It should be a bracelet that was fused by chance."
"Okay." Dongfang Muqing said verbally.
She still silently labels Luo Sheng as the Creator in her heart, after all, Luo Sheng can bring her huge surprises every time.
Dongfang Muqing added: "Actually, it is quite good to be a saint. You have food, drink and a respected status. I heard that the Qingluan clan has not produced a saint for a long time, so my status in the Qingluan clan is very high now~
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Luo Sheng had heard the story of Dongfang Muqing.
She is just an ordinary little character in the Qingluan clan.
I can't get on the stage at all.
Then she went out with her grandfather, hoping to find a chance to survive, but in the end she was left alone.
Dongfang Muqing's former ethnic group was not the ancestral homeland of the Qingluan people, but small villages or tribes living in other remote places.
Materials there are extremely expensive and scarce, and even the cultivation techniques are in short supply.
"Although those Qingluan messengers are annoying to death, I am also a saint now. Do you want to taste the taste of a saint?" Dongfang Muqing sat down on Luo Sheng's lap.
His fair and tender arms hugged Luo Sheng's neck.
A very shameless girl.
Luo Sheng's eyes lit up, "If you say that, I won't feel sleepy anymore."
"You are indeed a pervert."
"I'm still a weasel." Luo Sheng's nose gently came close to Dongfang Muqing's face, colliding with hers.
Dongfang Muqing was immediately dissatisfied, pinched his flesh hard with her young hands, and said angrily: "I am not that lowly creature, but Qingluan, after all, in your totem, he also belongs to the role of queen or noble concubine.
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"Really? Then tonight I will become Queen Shang."
"No, she is a saint."
Dongfang Muqing corrected.
Luo Sheng felt the fiery heat of the other person, as well as the tender thin lips and the faint fragrance of sycamore flowers.
Smiling, he said: "Then I have to feel it thoroughly, my saintly lady."
Luo Sheng pinched her little face, looking very interested.
"Bad guy, big pervert!" Dongfang Muqing looked at his appearance and said coquettishly.
Luo Sheng found it very funny and slapped her butt hard, "Who is the pervert? Your thighs are clamping my waist hard?"
"Liao Wei ~ I don't care. Anyway, you are a pervert. I am a saint, pure and natural, but insulated from perversion."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Dongfang Muqing's delicate little Qiong raised her nose slightly and said very hypocritically.
"Yes, yes, the saint's poop is also rainbow-colored."
"Eh~ You are really perverted..."
"Yes, I am a pervert, and you are my perverted wife."
"It's so bad~" Dongfang Muqing angrily hit Luo Sheng, then helped him lift up his clothes and said impatiently: "You are taking off your clothes too slowly, just like an old man, taking your time."
"..."
Luo Sheng was speechless. Who is the pervert now?
Good guy.
She needs to be punished.
"Ah~" Dongfang Muqing was suddenly startled, the world was spinning, and she suddenly saw the ceiling and Luo Sheng's domineering face.
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"It seems that things have been quiet recently." Luo Sheng checked the messages on his phone. Pingcheng has been very peaceful recently, and nothing has happened at all.
Perhaps because the alliance's special envoy Yuchi Xueyao is here, no one dares to cause trouble.
Luo Sheng put on his shoes and socks.
He planned to take advantage of this time to go back to No. 2 Middle School to take a look, especially since the college still owed him several opportunities to draw cards.
He kept saving but forgot to draw the card, so he planned to draw it all at once.
When the time is up, go to Card University to welcome a new life.
Dongfang Muqing hid under the quilt and looked at him quietly with half of her head exposed. The redness on her face did not disappear, and she had endless aftertaste.
Of course, she now felt numb and weak all over her body, a bit like a feeling of collapse. She didn't even want to move. She just wanted to lie quietly on the bed and just lay down.
Dongfang Muqing hid under the quilt and complained: "Bad guy, big pervert, bastard, hiss~ it hurts, how can you be so rough?"
Luo Sheng turned his head and glanced at her, half-smiling but not smiling: "Then am I a pervert?"
"You are..." Dongfang Muqing wanted to scold Luo Sheng righteously, but when she saw him crawling over again, she was about to lift the quilt.
Dongfang Muqing immediately fainted. She grabbed her quilt with her hands, wrapped her whole body tightly, and showed a flattering smile:
"You are not. You are a handsome, ambitious young man, or... the savior of the saint."
"Really? I don't believe it."
Luo Sheng crossed his legs and looked at her with his arms crossed, with a smile on his face.