Only a little skin is left of the gold part.

It exudes an incomparably powerful aura, and its mental power leaks out like a waterfall, which cannot be stopped.

Luo Sheng controlled his mental power to spy on everything in the villa.

Luo Sheng could sense even a tiny mosquito flying by clearly.

At this moment, Xu Yourong has broken through to the gold level and is bathing.

Luo Sheng knew exactly what posture she was in, and even vaguely saw that Xu Yourong's second spirit jade was emitting a faint silver luster.

The other is golden in color.

It seems that she is both a gold and silver level card master.

At this moment, Xu Yourong suddenly raised her head and looked around. It was obvious that Luo Sheng's peeping just now was discovered by her.

"She is so sensitive. As expected, a card master with two spirit jades is much more sensitive than anyone else. No wonder she can become an assassin."

Luo Sheng seemed to be thinking about something and withdrew his mental power.

Then he looked to the other side, where Xu Xiaoqin, who had broken through to Silver Two Star, was lying on the sofa, watching TV.

This girl is just lazy! Luo Sheng shook his head helplessly.

He then summoned Dongfang Muqing.

A beautiful figure.

Dongfang Muqing, wearing a turquoise Liuxian skirt, a light mist of gauze, a light white tight shirt on her chest, and pale pink lips, appeared in front of Luo Sheng.

After becoming a saint, Dongfang Muqing's temperament became somewhat different. She looked more like a fairy, with a faint fairy air.

"Luo Sheng, hehe..."

Dongfang Muqing suddenly laughed.

But after she laughed for a while, she pouted again, "You are such a bad guy, you summoned me now, humph, just pamper Sister Bai."

Luo Sheng was speechless, "Why did you change your expression so quickly?"

"I change my face? Humph, I won't change my face. Do you think I have 'honesty' written on my face?"

"Then why are you angry?"

"I am dissatisfied. You promised me before that you would summon me every time you came back. Now, you only asked me to take care of that little vixen last time. You summoned me and used me as a tool. Humph!"

Dongfang Muqing said very dissatisfiedly.

He sat on the edge of the bed, crossed his legs, and folded his arms across his chest, looking angry.

Especially the little bun on her head, which sways like jelly when she shakes her head, making her look very cute.

Especially the delicate face with a few strands of green hair, and the white and tender little feet that kept shaking.

Luo Sheng rubbed her head.

There is a faint lingering fragrance on your hands, which is the scent of paulownia flowers. The scent is very special, fresh and elegant, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

Although Dongfang Muqing was feeling depressed, she still enjoyed Luo Sheng's touch very much, and her whole body felt numb.

Luo Sheng changed the subject and said, "By the way, how is your becoming a saint?"

"Well...if it's good, it's good. If it's bad, it seems that there is no freedom." Dongfang Muqing thought about it, and then looked at Luo Sheng, puzzled: "How did you find the holy relic?"

Luo Sheng told the truth: "I merged it myself."

He had previously reorganized and fused a large number of cards, continuously strengthening them, and finally obtained a silver-level Qingluan bracelet.

Dongfang Muqing looked at Luo Sheng with a complex and surprised expression, "Can this holy relic also be fused?"

It obviously shocked her three views.

After all, it was a treasure of the Qingluan clan, but Luo Sheng took it out so casually.

Dongfang Muqing was a little skeptical. Was Luo Sheng the creator? Luo Sheng pinched her little face, which was soft and smooth, and then said, "I also hope that I am the creator, but unfortunately I am not. This bracelet must have been created by chance."

"Okay." Dongfang Muqing said verbally.

In her heart, she still silently labeled Luo Sheng as the Creator. After all, Luo Sheng always brought her great surprises.

Dongfang Muqing added: "In fact, being a saint is pretty good. You have food and drink and a high status. I heard that the Qingluan clan hasn't had a saint for a long time, so my status in the Qingluan clan is very high now~"

Luo Sheng had heard about Dongfang Muqing's past story.

She is just an ordinary little character in the Qingluan clan.

It's not even presentable.

Then she followed her grandfather out, hoping to find a chance to survive, but in the end she was left alone.

Supplies were extremely scarce there, and even the methods for practicing cultivation were extremely scarce.

"Although those Qingluan messengers are so annoying, I am a saint now after all. Do you want to taste what it's like to be a saint?" Dongfang Muqing sat on Luo Sheng's thighs.

The white and tender arms were wrapped around Luo Sheng's neck.

A very shameless girl.

Luo Sheng's eyes lit up, "I won't be sleepy if you say that."

"You really are a pervert."

"I am still a weasel." Luo Sheng's nose gently touched Dongfang Muqing's face, and their noses collided.

Dongfang Muqing immediately used her tender little hands to pinch his flesh in dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "I am not that kind of lowly creature, but Qingluan, after all, in your totem, is also a role of queen or concubine."

"Really? Then I will be Queen Shang tonight."

"No, it's the Saint."

Dongfang Muqing corrected.

Luo Sheng felt the other person's (.person's) heat, the tender thin lips, and the faint scent of the paulownia flowers.

He smiled and said, "Then I must feel it thoroughly, my Lady Saint."

Luo Sheng pinched her little face, looking very interested.

"Bad guy, big pervert!" Dongfang Muqing said coquettishly when she saw him like that.

Luo Sheng found it very funny and slapped her buttocks hard, "Who is the pervert? Your thighs are tightly clamped around my waist."

"Lulu~ I don't care. You are a pervert anyway. I am the Saint Lady, pure and natural, but not perverted."

Dongfang Muqing raised her delicate little nose slightly and spoke in a very pretentious manner.

"Yes, yes, yes, the Saint's shit is also rainbow-colored."

"Eh~ You really are such a pervert..."

"Yes, I am a pervert and you are the pervert's wife."

"You are so bad~" Dongfang Muqing angrily hit Luo Sheng, then helped him lift up his clothes, and said impatiently: "You are too slow to take off your clothes, like an old grandfather, dawdling."

“…”

Luo Sheng was suddenly speechless. Who is the pervert now?

Good job.

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.

…

…

"It seems that things have been very quiet recently." Luo Sheng checked the messages on his mobile phone. Pingcheng has been very peaceful recently and nothing has happened at all.

Perhaps because the alliance's special envoy Yuchi Xueyao was here, no one dared 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 chances to draw cards.

He had been saving them but forgot to draw the cards, so he planned to draw them all at once.

When the time comes, go to Card University to welcome a new life.

Dongfang Muqing hid under the quilt, half of her head exposed, looking at him quietly. The redness on her face had not disappeared, and she was still savoring the moment.

Of course, she now felt a tingling sensation all over her body, a bit like a fainting feeling. She didn't even want to move. She just wanted to lie quietly on the bed and lie flat.

Dongfang Muqing hid under the quilt and complained: "Bad guy, pervert, bastard, hiss~ It hurts, how can you be so rough?"

Luo Sheng turned his head and looked at her, smiling and saying, "Am I a pervert?"

"You are..." Dongfang Muqing wanted to scold Luo Sheng righteously, but when she saw him crawling towards her, she was about to lift the quilt.

Dongfang Muqing immediately became timid, she grabbed her quilt with her hands, wrapped her whole body tightly, and showed a flattering smile: "You are not, a handsome and ambitious young man, or... the savior of the saint."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Luo Sheng crossed his legs, folded his arms across his chest and looked at her with an asking-for-a-punch smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)