People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

The early morning sunlight shines gently into the house through the mottled window lattices, giving the space a light golden hue.

The scene inside the room was a little messy, with clothes scattered everywhere. On the bed, the quilt covered half of Xiao Ling's body. Even so, it could still be seen that his upper body was naked at the moment.

Anyone who saw this scene would probably wonder whether there had been a fierce battle here last night. How shocking the scene must have been to turn this originally tidy house into such a mess.

Xiao Ling was still sleeping soundly, his steady breathing echoing softly in the quiet morning, as if he was still immersed in the dreamlike situation of last night. The corners of his mouth occasionally lifted slightly, as if something in his dream made him extremely happy, and for a moment he seemed a little naive.

Xiao Ling, who was originally immersed in a hazy dream, suddenly felt an itchy sensation at the tip of his nose. The strange feeling gently pulled his consciousness, slowly escaping from the illusory dream and gradually pulling him back to reality.

He slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but when it gradually became clear, he saw a pretty figure standing beside the bed.

The man's slender fingers were fiddling with a few strands of green hair. As his hands moved, the hair swayed slightly back and forth at the tip of Xiao Ling's nose, as if he was deliberately teasing him.

At this moment, there was a faint smile on Qinglin's lips, and there was a hint of playfulness and tenderness in her beautiful eyes.

The faint light of morning light sprinkled on her face, adding a touch of moving glow to her already beautiful features. The whole picture was like a beautiful painting, full of warmth and sweetness.

Seeing Xiao Ling move and slowly open his eyes, Qing Lin stopped fiddling with his hair and turned his gaze to meet Xiao Ling's slightly confused gaze. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, and he said in a clear and pleasant voice:

"Master, good morning! This time you rested for a lot longer than usual."

When she said this, there seemed to be a hint of mockery in her bright eyes, and she looked at Xiao Ling with a smile.

"It's Qinglin. You girl, you are still so dishonest. How could you enter my room without permission again? You deserve to be punished." Xiao Ling came back to his senses and looked at Qinglin. He couldn't help but laugh and said in a pretended angry tone.

In fact, Xiao Ling had no complaints about Qing Lin entering his room without permission.

Ever since the two met, as long as they were not practicing but sleeping, Qing Lin would often come over like a caring little maid and take care of Xiao Ling's getting up, dressing, washing and other things. This has been the case for so many years, and it has become a habit, which also adds a different kind of warmth and intimacy to their daily interactions.

As he spoke, Xiao Ling reached out and lifted the blanket covering his body, and his naked upper body was immediately exposed to the air. He had a perfect figure, with clear muscle lines, and a unique sense of power and beauty, as if he was a carefully carved work of art.

But at this moment, there were a few scratches on the fair skin, and the shallow and deep marks crisscrossed each other, adding a sense of disorder to the originally smooth skin, as if silently telling the passionate and affectionate scene of last night, and inexplicably giving the atmosphere of this morning a special atmosphere.

"It seems that the young master was exhausted last night. He even suffered some 'work injuries'. This is really rare."

As Qing Lin spoke, she looked at Xiao Ling's flawless figure openly, without the slightest sign of embarrassment on her face. After all, she had seen such scenes many times and was used to it.

However, when her eyes noticed the criss-crossing scratches on Xiao Ling's skin, she couldn't help but curl her lips slightly, a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes, and she joked with a bit of sarcasm.

In response, Xiao Ling just chuckled and shook his head, thinking back to the scenes of last night, his heart was filled with a strange feeling.

Last night he and Medusa expressed their feelings to each other and were at a point where they could no longer suppress their emotions. Under such circumstances, a "competition" was inevitable.

Medusa already has the unique physique of the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python, and her physical strength is extraordinary. Xiao Ling, on the other hand, is practicing the Qingtian Hualong Jue which is specifically designed to train the physical body, and his own combat power is even more powerful.

When the two of them get together, it's like Mars hitting the Earth, and an unprecedented "war" breaks out in an instant.

In that "fierce battle", Medusa tried her best, putting all her strength into every move and every style, but in the end she was still defeated by Xiao Ling.

After all, Xiao Ling is very experienced in such matters, which is incomparable to Medusa who is a novice in this matter.

Even though Medusa fought hard, in front of Xiao Ling, she was like an ant trying to shake a tree. She couldn't make any waves at all and could only "surrender".

"Alas, it's a pity that Sister Medusa left not long ago. Young Master, you finally captured her, but given the current situation, I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other for a while..."

Seeing that Xiao Ling was unmoved, Qing Lin blinked her beautiful eyes, and while speaking, she stretched out her slender jade fingers and gently tapped Xiao Ling's chest a few times. Then she slightly pouting her small lips and giggled.

Hearing Qing Lin's teasing, Xiao Ling was completely awakened by her series of actions. He thought that this girl was so naughty and lively. It seemed that he had indulged her too much recently. He couldn't let her be so presumptuous anymore.

Xiao Ling had a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and pulled Qing Lin's delicate body into his arms. At the same time, a small whip appeared in his hand and he shook it gently in the air. Then he chuckled and said, "Haha, Medusa is gone, but I still have Qing Lin, my personal maid, to serve me. You will have a hard time from now on..."

As he spoke, Xiao Ling lowered his head slightly, resting his forehead against Qing Lin's, pretending to be vicious, but his eyes revealed an unconcealable doting.

Qing Lin was stunned by Xiao Ling's sudden action at first, and then a blush quickly crept up her cheeks, making her already pretty face look even more shy.

She raised her head slightly and met Xiao Ling's smiling and doting eyes. There was a hint of expectation in those eyes. She bit her lips lightly and said in a soft voice:

"If the young master wants to bully Qinglin, then Qinglin can only bear it. After all, Qinglin is the young master's personal maid..." After saying that, her eyes moved around, as if she was deliberately teasing Xiao Ling. She looked like a coquettish and lovable little girl, making the atmosphere in the room even more ambiguous and charming.

Looking at Qinglin's charming appearance, Xiao Ling couldn't help but call her "fairy" in his heart.

On weekdays, in front of everyone, Qinglin always treated herself in a well-behaved and considerate manner. Anyone who saw her would think that she was a simple and lovely little maid.

But who would have thought that, after all, she had half snakeman blood flowing in her body, and in private, in front of Xiao Ling, she was just as charming as ever.

Although she is not as stunningly beautiful as Medusa, her charm and her pure character intertwined with each other add a different kind of charm, which makes Xiao Ling like her very much.

Xiao Ling no longer hesitated, lowered his head slightly, and slowly approached Qing Lin. His warm breath gently sprinkled on Qing Lin's cheek, making her face even hotter. Then, Xiao Ling's lips gently pressed against Qing Lin's soft lips.

Qing Lin was startled at first, then slowly closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly unconsciously. His hands subconsciously grabbed the corner of Xiao Ling's clothes, immersed in this sudden yet slightly sweet and intimate gesture.

For a moment, the room was extremely quiet, with only the intertwined breathing sounds of the two people telling of the unique and beautiful feelings at the moment. The whole atmosphere was dyed with a warm and affectionate color by this gentle kiss.

At the same time, the Little Medical Fairy in another room also closed the book she was reading, stroked her forehead with her delicate hand, shook her head, and sighed: "Ah, these two guys are really ridiculous."

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In the quiet room, the curling sandalwood scent slowly rises, and the elegant fragrance lingers in every corner of the house, as if covering the space with a layer of quiet and mysterious veil.

The sunlight shines through the carved window panes, casting spots of light that fall on the ground and the tables and chairs, like a natural painting of light and shadow.

Xiao Ling was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, his expression calm and focused. His posture was upright and steady, his hands naturally placed on his knees. With his even breathing, the fighting spirit slowly flowed in his body, and there seemed to be a faint air flow gently surging around his body, and he was immersed in a state of cultivation.

After a while, Xiao Ling let out a long breath, and his eyes, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened. In an instant, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. Although it was fleeting, it revealed a different kind of sharpness and brilliance.

Xiao Ling lowered his eyes slightly, calmed down and felt the flow of Dou Qi in his body. After a moment, he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"Now my Dou Qi is becoming more powerful and smoother. It seems that I am about to break through my current cultivation level. The bottleneck has shown signs of loosening. At this rate, it shouldn't take long for me to break through to the Eight-Star Dou Zun level."

As he said this, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, and his eyes were full of anticipation and excitement.

After successfully absorbing, swallowing and refining the Three Thousand Flames, Xiao Ling's cultivation had been rapidly improved. But now, time has passed quietly, and a long time has passed.

During this period of time, Xiao Ling focused most of his attention on cultivating his mental power, and devoted himself to studying how to make his mental power stronger. He did not deliberately emphasize the cultivation of fighting spirit.

Although under such concentration, his own mental power and the realm of talisman master have indeed been greatly improved, which has enabled his combat power to be greatly improved, but because of this, he has unknowingly neglected the practice of fighting spirit, which has made the improvement of fighting spirit quite slow, and there has been no significant change for a long time.

Fortunately, after some sedimentation and accumulation, the cultivation of fighting spirit is finally about to reach the bottleneck of breakthrough. As long as I work harder and break through this level, I will surely be able to usher in another leap in cultivation.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ling's mind moved, and he saw three drops of milky white gelatinous substance about the size of a thumb suddenly appear in his palm.

The gelatinous substance emitted a faint, lustrous luster, and looked quite strange under Xiao Ling's gaze.

These three jelly-like objects were not very big, and their volumes were extremely small. On their surfaces, they were covered with a thin layer of jelly-like substance. Looking through this layer of jelly, one could faintly see liquid flowing slowly inside.

As the liquid slowly flowed, an astonishing and strange energy was silently seeping out. Although the energy fluctuations were not too strong, they carried an ancient charm, which gradually filled Xiao Ling's eyes with some heat.

These three drops of gelatinous substance were none other than the Fighting Saint's bone marrow that Xiao Ling extracted from the Fighting Saint's skeleton using his own strange fire.

Fighting Saints, this level of powerful people, have the power to destroy the world. Even if they just stamp their feet, a mountain will be annihilated in an instant. They have already achieved the power of nature, and every part of their body is a rare treasure that ordinary people can only ask for. Even if they only get a little bit, it can be regarded as a great opportunity, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they can turn into a dragon and ascend to heaven.

Just like this Dou Sheng bone marrow, if it is used on infants or children under five years old, even if the child is originally a useless person with no cultivation qualifications, after using it, he will experience marrow cleansing and bone strengthening, and instantly transform into a genius. Although such a magical effect sounds shocking and unbelievable, it is an objective fact.

Xiao Ling was able to extract more than ten drops of Fighting Saint's bone marrow from the Fighting Saint's skeleton used this time. He had previously distributed some of it to Medusa and the others, and Xiao Ling still had a few drops in his hands.

At this moment, Xiao Ling already had a plan in mind. He wanted to refine the three Dou Sheng bones in front of him and use the powerful energy contained in them to break through the bottleneck of his own cultivation in one fell swoop and take his strength to a higher level.

Immediately, Xiao Ling gently waved his hand, and the three drops of Fighting Saint's bone marrow slowly floated up under the influence of an invisible traction force and went straight into his mouth.

As soon as he took a sip, Xiao Ling instantly felt an extremely powerful energy bursting out in his body. The energy was like a surging tide, crashing and surging wildly in his meridians.

Upon realizing this, Xiao Ling did not dare to delay for even a second. He quickly gathered his mind, mobilized the vast energy in his body, and began to practice according to the method of Burning Art. He quickly entered the state of cultivation and began to refine this sudden and vast force... (End of this chapter)