Saint Seiya Arrives at Super Seminary

"Goddess, your strength?" The

embarrassed Shen Lang suddenly looked at the goddess seriously and said.

Originally, the small universe of the goddess was only noble and sacred, but it was not powerful.

Although she didn't burn the small universe at this time, Shen Lang still felt a burst of pressure from her.

Shen Lang is a saint warrior who has broken through the eighth sense and reached the limit of human beings, and he can make him feel the pressure, the power of the goddess...

"Ah, this is also thanks to you, when you broke through the eighth sense, through the link of faith, I experienced the same perception as you, divine power, divine soul, divine body, all transformed into the power of the small universe..."

"No, what do you think on weekdays, I don't know, at that time your soul was transforming, evolving to a higher level, under the succession of faith, your perceptions, thoughts, passed on to me, I..." Speaking of this, Jana did not say any more.

Shen Lang had already understood the meaning of the goddess.

To put it simply, the soul of an ordinary person is too weak, and even if there is a link of faith, if it is not a sincere prayer, the goddess will not be able to feel his thoughts, unless the goddess lowers her soul and takes the initiative to probe.

When he broke through the eighth sense, Shen Lang's soul began to transform, changing in the direction of the divine soul, and the goddess gradually connected to his mind at this time, experiencing the same perception as him, thus making the small universe quickly stronger.

Now his soul is on the same level as the goddess, and if it is not deliberately shielded, they can even be connected through the link of faith.

Thinking of this, Shen Lang's heart moved, and he immediately felt the thoughts of the goddess.

In just a short moment, the goddess cut off the link, wrapped her mind tightly, and looked at Shen Lang with some annoyance, which was very different from her noble and holy appearance all along.

Shen Lang coughed again and again to hide his embarrassment.

Although it was only a short moment, Shen Lang saw it from the consciousness of the goddess... The goddess did not disconnect after breaking through her eighth sense, but....

"Shen Lang, what's wrong with you, it's okay, come, drink tea!" Yuqin

brought two cups of hot tea, one to Jiana's hand, and one to Shen Lang's hand, looking at the two of them puzzled.

"No, it's nothing, cough cough, thank you!" Shen Lang took the teacup in Yu Qin's hand, hurriedly brought it to his mouth, and drank it all.

"Yuqin's tea is getting better and better!" Shen Lang put down the teacup and said with a smile.

"I'll pour it for you again!" Hearing

Shen Lang's praise, a sweet smile immediately appeared on his face, and he took the teacup in Shen Lang's hand and filled it for him again.

"Thank you!"

Taking the teacup, Shen Lang raised his head to meet the goddess's gaze, and then coughed dryly and said, "Goddess, isn't it okay to peep into other people's privacy

?" "Didn't you want to probe my mind just now?" The goddess slowly turned the teacup with both hands, and said with a cold face.

"Shen Lang, Aunt Lianfeng..." Yuqin stood silently to the side, not knowing what the two were talking about, with a worried look on her face.

"Ahem, ahem, I... I'm just curious, I promise, there will be no next time!" Shen Lang said embarrassedly.

"Trust you for now, Yuqin, let's go!" Jana put down her untouched teacup and got up and walked out.

"Ugh... Aunt Lianfeng, wait for me..."Yu Qin nodded goodbye to Shen Lang and hurriedly followed.

"Whew... Goddess Jana, it's terrifying, even more terrifying than Morgana!" Shen Lang said horror in his mouth, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Whew... I'm thinking about something, I hope Shen Lang didn't see it, otherwise... Hmm..."The goddess Jana, who was striding forward, was screaming in her head.

"Aunt Mercy, Aunt Mercy, slow down, wait for me!"

...

In the bedroom, the goddess Jana tossed and turned, without the slightest sleep, and the even breathing sound of the piano next door was mixed with some lowly idiots.

"Shen Lang...

"Damn it!" Cana rolled over, folded the pillow, and covered her ears, as if to calm herself down.

After a few minutes of silence, Jana suddenly sat up from the bed, shook her head vigorously with her hands in her hands, and spit out three words viciously in her mouth: "Morgana!" After

some struggle to no avail, Jana lay on the bed as if resigned to her fate, closed her eyes, her face was slightly red, and her breathing gradually became heavier.

Shen Lang had a strange dream, and Morgana, who was fighting him in the dream, suddenly became the goddess of Jana.

In the face of Shen Lang's doubts, the goddess didn't want to explain at all, the small universe kept burning, and stormy attacks followed.

Shen Lang is also not to be outdone, what about the goddess, he, a saint warrior who became a monk halfway, is not the group of licking dogs in the animation, the small universe is constantly burning, strength, speed, and endurance are all pushed to the peak, and various combat skills are used in turns, completely suppressing the rampant goddess.

"Who?" Shen Lang woke up instantly, and at the same time, a familiar divine small universe was disconnected from his soul.

There was the sound of chairs dragging outside.

Shen Lang lifted the quilt, and a familiar smell emanated.

Grinning, waving his hand to remove the smell, a flash of golden light, change into clean underwear, put on clothes, and walk out of the dormitory.

"Rose, it's so early, you don't have to bring me food every day!" Rose didn't

speak, and continued to bend down to place the breakfast in the bag on the table one by one.

Due to the morning exercise, Rose wears tight sportswear and shows amazing body curves when she bends over and is busy.

If it was before, Shen Lang would subconsciously turn his head after seeing it.

Now he has changed his appearance, and his eyes are burning with appreciation.

Women are sensitive to men's eyes, and Rose felt at this time that Shen Lang's eyes fell on her body as if they had a temperature, making her body rise again after intense exercise.

But she didn't look back to stop her, but trembled, silently letting Shen Lang admire her body.

In just two minutes, it seemed like two years in Rose's heart, and her nervousness at this time was even more serious than when she was ten years old, when she faced a large-caliber bullet at close range.

After placing the food, Rose straightened up and turned to face Shen Lang.

After seeing his appreciative and gentle eyes, the original tension disappeared in an instant, and it became calm all of a sudden.

"I like to bring you breakfast!" Rose looked at Shen Lang with a firm look in her eyes and said.

The most important thing in this sentence is "like".

"I'm not the best choice! You know!" Shen Lang said.

"It's my choice, I know if it's okay or not!" said Rose unusually calmly.

"Let's eat, I'm really hungry!" Shen Lang sat down and grabbed a big meat bun.

"Good!" Rose smiled.