My card girl infinite evolution

Chapter 87 Dongfang Muqing's Grievance

Luo Sheng and Dongfang Muqing escaped from the Lingshuang City at the same time.

People from the Nangong family in Lingshuang City were very surprised when they heard the news.

"What did you say? The Black Tiger Gang has been taken over by someone!" An elder of the Nangong family said unsteadily.

A large part of the members of the Black Tiger Gang are the children of the Nangong family, and their military strength is not bad.

What's more, the background of the Black Tiger Gang is the Nangong family, and someone dares to challenge them, this is a serious matter.

"Where is the little thief? You can explain the matter clearly."

The great elder of the Nangong family, an old man with a goatee, sat in the main hall, knocked on his crutches and said.

A martial artist below trembled slightly, "Young Master sent someone to invite Miss Nian Shengtang to come, but the other party refused, and finally formed a dispute, so he burned the property of the Black Tiger Gang and killed many people."

"It's unreasonable. If you bring them back, the old man has to ask, what kind of guts do they have?" The Great Elder's face was sullen.

"They ran away overnight." Wufu said bluntly.

"It doesn't matter, how to send someone to catch them back!" the Great Elder finally spoke.

soon.

The Nangong family issued a reward order, offering rewards to Dongfang Muqing and Luo Sheng.

He even sent out many disciples in the clan to search for their traces everywhere.

In the arena, no matter which cultivating sect or other aristocratic family, they have to respect the Nangong family. After all, the strength of the Nangong family is so strong that almost no one dares to provoke it.

Even the king has to be courteous to them.

……

the other side.

Luo Sheng drove the locomotive leisurely and took Dongfang Muqing to Yuquan Town, thousands of miles away, for two days.

I rented a slightly spacious house with a courtyard, planning to live a life of seclusion.

Dongfang Muqing looked at the small courtyard like a paradise, and said excitedly: "This will be our home from now on."

"You don't want to go out and wander around?"

Luo Sheng asked a question, which was more of a joke.

Dongfang Muqing covered her small head and blinked her big watery eyes, "No, it's too dangerous outside. If it weren't for you, this girl would have been humiliated in someone else's woodshed."

Then he paused, "Grandpa is right, the outside world is not for a little girl like me."

"Then you're still running around?"

Luo Sheng still had a hint of blame in his tone, and knocked on her forehead casually.

Dongfang Muqing pursed her pink lips again, covered her head, and said aggrievedly: "Because I feel familiar with this sacred object, so I can't help it..."

"Show me."

Luo Sheng stretched out his hand.

Before he entered the card world, he had seen the enhancement options, one of which was about this holy object.

Dongfang Muqing took out the sacred golden feather like a hairpin from the green feather.

Luo Sheng gently took the golden feather.

Then, through mental power, slowly communicate with the feathers and resonate, wanting to feel what it is.

When spiritual power is poured into the golden feather.

A strange dream suddenly appeared in the brain, and in the gloomy world, a large number of golden words appeared floating in the illusion like catkins.

Luo Sheng carefully looked at the golden font on it, basically all kinds of weird runes.

Dongfang Muqing saw Luo Sheng remained motionless for a long time before she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Luo Sheng opened his eyes and smiled.

"You found a good treasure, which contains the ancient inscriptions of the Qingluan clan."

"really?"

Dongfang Muqing was ecstatic, and said: "Tell me quickly!"

Dongfang Mu Qing pulled his sleeve and said impatiently.

"Okay, here's the paper."

"I'm coming."

Dongfang Muqing jumped around for a while, and finally took a large roll of rice paper and a writing brush, rushed to him in a hurry and fell down.

Patting the clothes on his body, he looked at him expectantly.

"Don't worry, there is plenty of time." Luo Sheng took the rice paper and spread it on the floor.

Then he wrote down the inscription he saw in the dream, word by word.

Dongfang Muqing stared at the bright and penetrating eyes, and read every word Luo Sheng wrote very carefully. Although they were all ancient inscriptions, the Qingluan clan's own race's characters were originally engraved in their minds.

This is a racial talent.

"This is Qingluan's ancient natal exercise!"

A moment later, Dongfang Muqing screamed out, the thing she was thinking about, unexpectedly appeared in front of her eyes.

She was born with her grandfather, and she wandered in the outside world, in fact, in order to find the natal skills belonging to the Qingluan clan.

Qingluan of each ethnic group has its own skills, but unfortunately, with the passage of time, all the powerful races in ancient times are declining day by day, but the human race is thriving.

A large number of cultivation cheats are constantly lost and buried in the long river of history.

However, the status of the Qingluan family is not higher than that of the Phoenix, so the decline is faster, and the only remaining fruits are not many.

It is often taken away by robber-like cultivators and taken as their own.

Although he has lost his natal cultivation skills, the Qingluan divine bird is still a divine bird, but its lifespan is limited, it cannot communicate with the power of heaven and earth, and even fewer can transform into human forms.

Just like mortals and immortals, they are superior to others when they practice kung fu, they have an infinite lifespan, and they can change their fate against the sky.

But mortals can only wait to die, and bow their knees to those practitioners, becoming a member of the bottom.

In fact, Grandpa Dongfang Muqing's lifespan was near the end of his life, so he wanted to risk his life in desperation, searching for ancient relics, hoping to find useful exercises to prolong his life, and even change his life against the sky, but he failed in the end.

He only taught Dongfang Muqing how to play the piano, and bestowed her with the rest of her lifespan and original source, letting her carry on with the hope of living, and left in a hurry.

Leave her alone.

……

Time passed bit by bit.

Luo Sheng wrote from early morning to evening, and finally recorded the golden feather belonging to the Qingluan tribe's natal exercises, all of which were recorded on the rice paper.

"Okay, it's all here."

Luo Sheng threw away the brush, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said.

But he turned his head to look at Dongfang Mu Qingshi.

However, she found that she had already burst into tears, and kept shedding tears like pearls.

Cry like a child.

"If you had come earlier, grandpa would not have left me, and died in the end without a name, leaving me to live alone for so long." Dongfang Muqing said with a sob.

"Condolences."

Luo Sheng touched her little head.

He said again: "Even if I come earlier, you will not be able to obtain the exercises if you still lack the sacred objects."

Previously, the [Dongfang Muqing] card was not in his own hands. He didn't get this card by accident until it became a damaged card and appeared in the mall.

"That's right, if grandpa finds out that I'm with other men, he will probably scold me: 'Dare to touch my good granddaughter, I'll chop off your hand'." Dongfang Muqing cried and laughed.

"..."

Luo Sheng was speechless for a while, but it was not difficult to understand.

After all, both the daughter and the granddaughter are all little padded jackets, but the little padded jacket in front of them is a bit leaky.

Dongfang Mu Qing slowly folded the rice paper, and carefully put it into her green feathers.

"This is extremely important to me. It is the Qingluan family's ancient zither magic technique. It has been cultivated to the deepest level. Everything can be used as a qin, and everything in the world can be used as a sound.

Manipulating the life and death of others with the sound of the piano, and describing the laws of the universe with music theory, which is the life of the Qingluan clan.

Thank you, Luo Sheng, this is the best gift I have ever received! "

Finally, Dongfang Muqing showed a sincere smile.

Listening to her spit words like pearls, her voice is soft and clear, extremely beautiful.

Although she is young, she has a clear complexion and an elegant demeanor. She is really like a fairy walking down from a painting, with such a beautiful beauty like a pearl and jade.

Luo Sheng really felt that her mood had changed, and her temperament had also changed.

(End of this chapter)