My Card Girl Infinite Evolution

Chapter 87 Dongfang Muqing's Grievance

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

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

"What are you talking about? The Black Tiger Gang has been taken over by someone!" An Elder of the Nangong family said not calmly.

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 Elder of the Nangong family, an old man with a goatee, sat on 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." Few people."

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

"They ran away overnight." Wufu said bluntly.

"It doesn't matter, how to send someone to catch them back!" The big 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.

On Rivers and Lakes, no matter which sect of cultivating immortals or other aristocratic families, they have to respect the Nangong family. After all, the strength of the Nangong family is there, and 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 secluded life.

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 rhetorical 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 tone of blame, 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 it to 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 Energy, I slowly communicated with the feathers and resonated, wanting to feel what it is.

When Mental Energy 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 the matter?"

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 written by Luo Sheng very carefully. Although they were all ancient inscriptions, the Qingluan people's minds were originally engraved with their own race's words.

This belongs to race Talent.

"This is Qingluan's ancient natal Cultivation Technique!"

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, to find the Cultivation Technique, which belongs to the Qingluan clan.

The Qingluans of each ethnic group have their own Cultivation Technique. 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.

The status of the Qingluan family is not higher than that of Phoenix, so the decline is faster, and there are not many remaining achievements.

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

Although it has lost the Cultivation Technique of its natal cultivation, 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 cultivators, cultivating the Cultivation Technique will be superior to others, with unlimited lifespan and heaven-defying change of fate.

And mortals can only wait to die, and bow down to those practitioners and become 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 despair, searching for ancient relics, hoping to find useful Cultivation Techniques to prolong his life, and even change his life through heaven-defying, 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 morning to evening, and finally recorded the golden feathers belonging to the Cultivation Technique of the Qingluan tribe, all of which were recorded on 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 choked voice.

"Congratulations."

Luo Sheng touched her little head.

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

The [Oriental Mu Qing] card was not in Own's hand before. It was not until it became a damaged card and appeared in the mall that he accidentally obtained this card.

"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 Cultivation Technique, an ancient zither demon of the Qingluan clan. It has been cultivated so deeply that everything can be used as a qin, and everything in the world can be used as a sound.

Manipulate the life and death of others with the sound of the piano, and describe the universe Wanfa with music theory, which is the life of the Qingluan clan.

Thank you, Luo Sheng, for the best gift I've 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)